Archive | November 2012

Behind the Gucci Shades

On Bravo channel’s The Real Housewives of Beverly Hills Reunion a confirmation stunned the nation. Taylor Armstrong, a women who is forty, confirmed the news that her ex-husband had beaten her. She went into a detailed anecdote of how her once husband, Russell Armstrong, molded her into a woman that today she no longer recognizes. She gave insight to a typical afternoon in her household when she was married – falling under Russell’s reprimands and pleading with him to just knock her out unconscious, so it would be over.

            The confession led to a dispute whether an ordeal as private as what occurs within ones home should be shared during a time when tragedy strikes. Taylor a widow with two children filed for divorce, and two weeks later Russell committed suicide. Some have questioned Taylor’s timing, including some of her cast mates. However, it is ironic for her other cast mates to point and discriminate against revealing a deeper side to the glamorous life in Beverly Hills when they all participate and get paid for  putting their private lives on a weekly show. Besides when one out of every four women suffers from an abusive relationship, the public – no matter their financial background – can sympathize and relate more to a woman who rises above the millions and admits a fault in her life. When that fault can relate to millions of women worldwide, a show that only captures a millionaire’s lifestyles transforms into something more.

Prompt: Take an icon, whether a cartoon character or a historical figure, and have them say in a monologue no more than 500 words something that no one would have expected.


Addicted to the Limelight

A few months ago when Wild Ones spread like wildfire through the radio stations, I became obsessed. The sugar sweet pitch that Sia provided throughout Flo Rida’s rap became the perfect concoction to any summer day. As my obsession took over, I searched through videos and photographs. The end result was defiantly not what I had expected. Due to Sia not wanting to perform live, it seems as though she signed off the rights for Flo Rida to have a girl lip-sing on stage. I took a quick peek on the duo’s performance on the Ellen show and noted how Sia’s replacement never matched the pitch, but did mesmerize audiences with the swing of her hips. In photographs of the girl and Flo Rida on stage, only Flo Rida’s name appeared. As I dug through more websites, it became evident that although the girl was present she was anonymous by name. What this led me to think was how much would one woman do to have literally her five-minutes of fame without name recognition for later on?   As fun times come and go, it seems as though more women exchange their dignity to have a taste of the limelight. Despite the ridicule that these women receive they persevere to have their appearance. They “wing it” by being the moment’s artificial flavor. Now, as in most cases, there are always two parties at fault. As much as the young woman stepping in for Sia might not be as talented – who is at fault, her or the media? Although Sia’s quirky wardrobe doesn’t match with Flo Rida’s gold chains, appearances shouldn’t trump talent. As consumers, we have the ultimate power to advocate what we want from our million-dollar performers and one of those necessities on the check list for the next chart topping number should be talent – not trend.

 Prompt: In a fiction piece of no more than 600 words, allow a character to lose themselves in a crowd and when they reappear, decide if they have changed and if so, into what.

Framing the Ocean

     Although in the art community there is an understanding that whatever work produced, whether it be a screenplay or song, leads to the progress of the world in some way – those not in the clique of creative minds may view a sculpture or interpretative dance as nothing more than entertainment. However, when one man takes the step to make a portion of the ocean his stage, it not only expands who his audience is but also changes the world we live in. The revolutionary artwork that I found from artist Jason deCaires Taylor served up a perfect remedy. His human-like statues in a salt-tinged environment made me feel right at home. In the West Indies, specifically in Grenada, Taylor revealed his newest installation – Silent Evolution – little more than a year ago. There are hundreds of statues with mirror-like resemblances to humanity from an underwater community. From the photographs of a man on a bicycle to a teenager admiring a pot with coral, I realized that art could be discovered in unexpected ways. The part that most impressed this modern-day reformist was the fact that this ongoing, underwater museum positively affects the ocean’s health. Since 2007, Taylor’s yearly installments have acted as an artificial coral reef. If not already, in a few more years his grey statues will literally be crawling with color as they host homes to fish. Through his exhibit, which will last a lifetime, Taylor sends an innovative message to the world. In every sculpture he proves that art transforms the world intellectually and physically. By renovating the oceans he produces an expansion of oceanic life.

      Prompt: In a poem, no more than one page long, describe a place you never thought of as being transformed into a work of art.