wins

Things clicked last Wednesday and the days have become easier. Maybe not easier, but I started to feel more clear. The drive and the determination has come back and it feels good to finally want things so badly that I'm fighting the barriers that are impeding my determination. Last Wednesday, I felt like I finally…Read more wins

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something brewing (a No Filter post)

This month, we're going to be launching something and it's definitely directly connected to The Sandbox Collective's play No Filter. The cast is excited, the creative team is excited, all the writers are excited, the crew is excited, and our new collaborators are so excited and we really can't wait to share with you the…Read more something brewing (a No Filter post)

a convergence

Time seems to be playing with me. I wrote a blog entry that talked about how I revisited my journals and found something delightful and pleasant as opposed to my usual response, which is one of disgust. It involves seeing a name, a person I interviewed twelve years ago, who has become a really good friend…Read more a convergence

Failing Forward by Curtismith (SoundCloud)

I'm not a fan of rap music but I met Mito Fabie while working on No Filter. He was a good friend of Lauren Young, one of her actresses in the play. He came to watch some of our rehearsals, saw several shows, and joined us in some of our cast parties. I discovered he…Read more Failing Forward by Curtismith (SoundCloud)

forged on stage (a No Filter post)

My Dad is consulting director for a community theatre project here in Bacolod. Thrice a week, he goes off to help out direct a staging of an Ilonggo adaptation of Anatomiya ng Korupsyon by Malou Jacob with some local theatre actors here and the following day, he shares his experiences with my Mom and I about…Read more forged on stage (a No Filter post)

Sink

It's getting harder and harder to connect to the old world that  was my world. The Internet here in our house in Bacolod is just not up to scratch with what I'm used to and that makes blogging, WhatsApp, and the other means with which I keep in touch slip from my grasp. Without the…Read more Sink

it never gets old

So here I am again. Opening weekend and this feeling just never gets old, does it? Hanging around the theater lobby and listening in to the conversations of our audience before the show, at intermission, and after the show; trying to get tidbits of information to find out what they think, if they are talking…Read more it never gets old