For Colored Girls


ForColored Girls castAWESOME!

AMAZING!

BREATH TAKING!

INSPIRING!

MOVING!

 

 

These are all words I’d use to describe last week’s performances of For Colored Girls. I was able to witness a local cast transform the bodies, voices and movements into powerful, meaningful roles.  Although their costumes were mainly simple long skirts and colorful t-shirts, when each person opened their mouth – you listened.

Whether the beat of the drum or the harmony to the melody, talent surrounded all walls of the KY Center.  The all female cast made you laugh, cry and question yourself whether you should laugh or cry.  My husband was glad we sat in the second row, because all men sitting in the front row were easy targets to incorporate into the scene.   It was entertaining to watch the guy sitting in front of us have the entire cast vocalize their frustrations to him.

And can you say full house?  Packed crowds every night to support an African American play, with African American actresses and an African American producer.  Rush Trowel, the brainchild behind the production, worked his magic and showed that Louisville can hold its own.

I loved meeting the cast after the show.  During the play I was intrigued by JD Green’s performance.  She transformed from a young girl to an angry man and she made me feel as if I never wanted to cross her.  To my surprise, this was her first acting opportunity.  

I was fortunate to sit close to Donna Mason during a group scene where she played a homeless person. Most of what she did was off the cuff and not even a part of the main acting occurring, but everyone in our section was glued to her every subtle movement.

Anyone in the audience remembers the powerful ending headed by the amazingly talented Ebony Jordan.  She reached deep into her soul and pulled all of us in with her.  And we stayed with her.  And we felt her pain.  And we didn’t know what to do to make it better.

Local talent exists all over Louisville and we need to support avenues that showcase these people.  But the thing about it is, we all have talents.  Whether it’s theater, poetry, cooking, electronics, landscaping or teaching – we all have a gift.  Some of us are able to more visibly show our gifts.  Others are waiting for the right opportunity to shine. Just know, opportunity rarely comes and knocks on your door, you have to go knock on opportunity’s door.  Follow your dreams and opportunity will follow you!

October 2011

60 Hours


ACU
60 Hours

I was like a kid running into a toy story.  I just couldn’t wait and was so excited!  I had to wait until 10:00 at night, but it was definitely worth it.  I pulled up, parked my car and waited at the bottom of the escalator.  And I waited some more, wondering if I’d missed him.

And then there he was!  First Lieutenant Milton Turner caught my eye, flashed me a smile and embraced me wearing his ACU uniform.  He hasn’t been home since July 3rd and was only going to be home for 60 hours. It felt great to have him in our house and to sleep next to him in our bed.  Although I won’t admit it to him, it even felt great to see his stinky socks on the floor.

We ate some of his favorite foods like Wick’s Pizza, Lonnie’s and Wild Eggs.  He cooked one of his amazing meals. The rest of the time we just enjoyed each other, caught up on some of his missed television shows and just enjoyed being loved by the other person.

Although his abs are more chiseled (thank to Army PT every morning), he still has the same personality and tells the same goofy jokes.  He still leaves the light on when he leaves a room and still rolls over every morning to give me a good morning kiss.  

That’s my husband and as much as I knew I missed him, I didn’t realize how bad it was until he was here.  I then realized it again once he was gone.  After dropping him off at the airport and returning home, I felt something was missing.  He was missing.  It was no longer the same.

Unfortunately he won’t be back for good until December (it was originally beginning of November).  Insert sad face.  But, luckily thanks to Christopher Columbus I get to see him again this weekend.  Insert a smile! If you love somebody, let him/her know.  If you’re not spending quality time with him/her, take advantage of the minutes on the clock while they’re still there.  None of us are perfect, but all of us deserve to be loved.  Remember, love comes in all shapes and sizes.  Don’t limit your definition of love to someone of the opposite (or same) sex.  Love can equally be experienced through family, friends, volunteering and following your passion.  God loves you and so do I – just don’t try to crawl up in my bed in the middle of the night and snuggle with me!

October 2011