Thursday, August 27, 2009

Elevator Art = Waste of Time

1. Contrary action = living it up, throwing it down
2. LA Story soundtrack = Titanic soundtrack
3. nonspace no save = I’m holding my tongue holding on to responses, I had to take time to think, we haven’t quite found a rhythm but that’s intriguing, I’m afraid, I want to unwrap, there’s no up down left right, but there’s something that makes me want to adventure, yes, it’s that fearlessness yet again, part-time superhero origin story.
4. Skating through museums = tableaux in elevator
5. good intentions + nervous energy = tongue-tied

Thursday, August 20, 2009

Alliteration and Time Experiments

Game 1. Improv games in real life. Start with rewind. At any moment in everyday life, shout "REWIND!" and you and your fellow life livers must reenact the previous moment exactly. Requires observation and listening skills. Also may extend this to include half-life.

Game 2. FIRST CHOICE! in real life. Make others say something other than what they said.

Game 3. Drink and connect the dots. People you thought you knew become connected.

Game 4. Act again! In a play! Feel a tear well in your eye and feel like a real actress again. Being an actress is only a matter of connecting to your humanity. So there... I've just connected to my humanity again.

Game 5. Tennis. The game is- to grunt in success for every failure. Make a team name (TEAM WOLF, Aoooo, or Team Fro Lion, ROAR...) and make memories to last a life time.

Game 6. Kiss cheeks of strangers.

Game 7. Wear a new dress. Give a piano lesson.

Game 8. Sit with Sal in the diamond lights on Cherry street contemplating heightened reality making reality reals vs mundane. Pataphysics or metaphysics? Alfred Jarry anybody?

Game 9. Whisper SUPERMALE to yourself at the coffee shop, feel your legs stick together, love the thick zipper, love the thick sky.

Game 10. Remember waking up, after a night of compiling a playlist of best songs of ever. Yes this is me.

Game 11. Put product in your hair and complain.

Game 12. Crush confessions. (My heart beats loud for you.)

Game 13. Listen to a much respected woman's harrowing escapes and horrifying stories, and pinch yourself. Know it could be you at any moment- your head smashed by a bottle unsuspectedly after parallel parking. BE CAREFUL!

Game 14. Be extra careful.

Game 15. Wonder what you did to deserve the best summer of all time. Love every minute, suck it in, reflect, love it, hold it to your bosom. BOOM BOOM bonfires in your body, every moment something new and old, life goes by and allows you to be so many people, and contain so many realities, it blows my fucking mind.

Game 16. Oh yes, and always flirt. Playful. You can say "If it helps your concept of reality, so be it."

Game 17. Shoe beer.

Game 18. Smash the cigarette, I repeat myself.

Game 19. Careful creatures, curiously coping consciously condoning creation

Monday, August 17, 2009

A morning ritual

Game 1. Wake up with fiery vague ambition, write a few sentences about it, with the promise of something more, which may or may not be fulfilled.

Game 2. Read a story and cry.

Game 3. Start a new project- to read all of the nobel laureates in literature. Starting with Singer. Write about your experiences. Tears are one thing, thoughts are another. Left foot is will, right foot is reason.

Game 4. Consider writing a different kind of blog, rather than a journal-masquerading as games, life as a series of tasks and games and tricks, just reviews. Simply. Done.

Game 5. Make a list of morning rituals. At least 10. Try for 10 weeks, each ritual, and decide which morning ritual creates a better life. Thus far the summer's morning ritual- wake up, stretch, talk to Faust, smile, flutter eyelids, float, stretch some more, admire the moles on my arms, recount dreams, pray to the Powerful Goodness, sneeze, cheerios, internet.

Game 6. Write at least 3 pages of the nonsense in your head. Release!

Monday, August 3, 2009

Kid Yourself

These games are tricks to play on yourself.

1. Kid yourself. Even when you've been wisely warned by a best friend, "Don't waste your time." This means go ahead and send spontaneous text messages to a very foolish but right-textured gentleman when you said you definitely wouldn't.

2. Kid yourself. Embarrassing interaction with somebody who may or may not be real. Le sigh.

And ...

3. Love yourself whilst kidding yourself, realizing you will have to give up this nonsense tomorrow and get honest.

4. Send a lovely woman on a sober scavenger hunt for her "hen party."

5. Go to that special spiritual musical realm and remember where it takes you... and why you go there. Haunting dream memories return, walking on a water bridge, sitting with coffee overlooking foggy cliffs, seals at the beach, everything in one swift heartbeat, swirling in tones, multitudes of moments, in one.