fisrt of all… SUCCESS!!!! My Kickstarter fundraiser reached it’s goal today, within the last few hours!!!!!! THANK YOU SO MUCH to everyone who donated. This is beyond all my wildest dreams that so many people have put their faith in me. I’m quite speechless… This means I can go ahead a purchase a…
Well. That’s it. So we’re off and running. Did the 1st performance tonight. i feel it was…. Maybe a strong 7. There’s definitely a lot to review, and it could be stronger. But, I guess that’s what the next 9 months are for. Man. I have an “act.” I’m officially a gypsie, and Vaudevillian. AWESOME….
So I'm a student at Wayne State University in Detroit and you came to my theatre class to present your one-man street Shakespeare in September. I just wanted to say I'm really interested in what you were doing, and to tell you great job! Keep it up!
Hey there! Thanks for reaching out. I’ve been back in Brooklyn since Oct. I spent a few months readjusting and reacclimating to life in NYC and now I’m in the midst of writing a book/one-man show/album about the last year and half of my life, what circumstances led me to the tour, the tour itself, and its aftermath. It was a pleasure to visit you guys and hope you all are having a terrific year this year. If you get the chance please send Lavinia my love. All the best.
When I look back at this time.in my life in my Seventies, in my Eighties, I want to know that I gave it all I got. That I gave myself a shot. I want to see this moment anticipating having perspective on it later. I’m so scared, because I’m not doing what I’m supposed to be doing. But for the first time in my life I’m getting palpitations and nausea from anxiety, and I’m PRAYING that I’m doing what I’m meant to be doing.
My friend Matt Nation once said to me the reason people love performers is because they seem so much freer than everyone else. I love that concept and I take that a step further. People watching in NYC, and in my own experience, most people are never nearly as free as they are to be themselves, and to honestly express themselves as they are with their own families. The most introverted people become performers around their own families. I think people love performers because performers can somehow treat EVERYONE like family.
For any schools, theaters, arts & culture orgs, anyone in the NYC or tri-state area who are interested in booking the `Speare Bearer’s ONE-MAN STREET SHAKESPEARE show, 35 minutes of electrifying solo Shakespeare scenes! “Like” it on Facebook! Spread the Word!
I don’t know if I told this story or not, but months ago in Tallahassee, FL, early in my tour, when I was staying with my sisters, I performed at my middle sister Dara’s college, FAMU. It was a fairly public performance, in front of thr student cafeteria, and there was a sizable crowd. At the end of my performance Dara handed me a $2 bill and told me someone in the audience gave it to her to give to me, “for good luck.”
I don’t believe in luck, but I was touched by the gesture, and the $2 bill did indeed travel with me in my wallet everywhere I went. Being.completely broke time and time again on the tour I was often tempted to spend it, but never did, and I had the bill in my wallet until about an hr ago.
As most of you might know, the North East has just been pummelled by Hurricane Sandy, crippling many arteries of the city, including transportation. I walked for miles today trying to get to the city, which somehow turned into a 3 mile detour to a Brooklyn church reportedly holding a blood-drive and desperately seeking donors. In the end, none of these excursions on foot (because if you hadn’t heard, my bikes been stolen) worked out, and by the end I was famished. Either I could score a small (hopefully free) meal somehow, or I’d have to turn back and walk back to my friend Jeremiah’s where I’m staying and eat something there, which I would probably do anyway.
As I was walking trying to get my bearings, and figure out how to eat, an old homeless man put out his hand asking for change. I have no money, so I walk on by.
By now I’m so hungry I’m grumpy and light headed, and I don’t feel like hoofing it back Bedstuy on an empty stomach. I remembered the $2 bill. I would forget about it sometimes because it wasn’t in the part of my wallet I normally kept my money in, that one’s been empty for a while. I kept it in another compartment in my wallet, where I felt it was more protected, and wouldn’t be accidentally spent. I figured, it’s Brooklyn, $2 will go a long way.
So I walked into a litte Mexican eatery I knew that sold real cheap, tasty, little empanadas and things and pulled out my wallet. Again, I don’t believe in luck, and was looking for an appropriate way to spend the $2 bill, now that my tour was over. As I pulled the bill out, eyeing the crispy, golden empanadas, the lady behind the counter approached to take my order. This didn’t feel right. I looked out the window.
“What can I get you?”
He was still standing there with his hand out, and most people, scurrying to reassemble their thoroughly weather-beaten day to day normalcy, were even less receptive to pan-handlers today.
“Nevermind,” I said to her. “Dammit,” I thought to myself approaching the homeless man.
Walking back toward Jeremiah’s, I had to admit, this was more appropriate. Besides, spending a $2 bill is weird anyway.
To All Of My Supporters... My Bike Has Been Stolen.
I was inside the SoHo Apple store for about 2 hrs, trying to catch up on some blogging last Tues (which I do because I don’t own a computer besides my phone, and it can’t really do the whole job..), and when I emerged Old Grace (the bike), which I’d locked to a tree in front of the store early afternoon, in broad day, was gone. Suffice to say the bike tour is over.
That doesn’t mean the project is over. I plan to spend the next few weeks booking shows in NYC and in the Tri State area at schools, in after school programs, theaters (if you have any ideas or leads for me, please shoot me a mesg), and possibly just traveling around the city and performing via train, and Jolie and I are gearing up to begin working the one man show.
This project of hopping on my bike with Shakespeare on my back, barreling full speed ahead towards my fears has been one of the greatest things I’ve done with my life, and I’m not ready to be done yet.
Performing some Romeo and Juliet on the Howard campus. My fav part is when the kids Boo me because I tell them I’m from Brooklyn. I love it. My friend and host in DC, Chris, is filming. The direct link is below in case the video embed doesn’t work.
To all my New York friends, I’m still pretty behind on my blogging, and I’m going to continue falling desperately behind because I don’t currently have a computer of my own. On the road I could go into libraries, or people I was staying with would kindly let me use their computers, but libraries are incredibly crowded and computer time is severely limited as you can imagine in NY, again, I don’t have a computer in my home I can use, and my smart phone in insufficient for the sheer volume of blogging I have to do. If you have a computer I can use to catch up on my blogging, and you’re in NYC, please let me know. I’m kind of at a loss otherwise.
I’m nearing the end of my tour and I really thank all of you for your support over the past year.
Um, listen, I'm sorry some of my videos don't work. I have no idea what's happened.
They are REALLY interesting videos too. I will go though and add the direct links to each video post that has stopped working so that you can just click and watch the videos directly from my youtube channel. The videos work just fine on YouTube. I apologize for the inconvenience. Not all my videos are currently labeled, but you can check out my YouTube channel which I share with my music collaborator, Mandella Brathwaite. You can catch some of our music there too.