GJ Willis' Art Notes
The Adventures and Misadventures of a Neer Do Well Artist Living in Baltimore.
I am a visual artist and writer living in Baltimore. I don't have any artist friends. Frankly, artists scare me, there so darn flaky. The above picture is either of me or proof that I'm a pretty decent artist. My goal is to be a self sufficient artist, whereas I wouldn't have to do something else in the day in order to eke out an existence. I also like to attend various cultural events around town. I go to plays, the symphony, etc. Also, I have Asperger's Syndrome. I found this out recently and it has explained a heck of a lot as to why I am as I am.
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Saturday, December 06, 2003
The above picture is a painting I did called Trixie and Fifi Go Shopping. It sold a while ago to this woman who collects my paintings in New York. So here’s my review of a.m. Sunday by Jerome Hairston currently running at Center Stage theater in Baltimore, November 13, 2003 to December 14, 2003. The play was directed by Marion McClinton.
THE CAST (in order of speaking)
I should say right now that I went into seeing this play without any prior knowledge about it other than it was going to be about an interracial family. I also knew going in that it was written by Jerome Hairston, who is a promising young African American playwright who looks like Tiger Woods long lost twin brother.
One thing I can say about the actors in the play is that there were no cringe worthy performances. However, the stand out performer in the play was Ray Anthony Thomas’ portrayal of R.P.. For some odd reason he kind of reminded me of James, the family patriarch on the 70’s sitcom, Good Times. Thomas’ performance alone gave focus to the play. Thomas plays a strong black man who has been married to a white woman for the past sixteen years. It is hinted in the play that he is having an affair thus the marriage is crumbling. My favorite scene with him in it is when he’s at the kitchen table trying to fix the telephone.
I never really felt drawn in to the action. I didn't feel a connection with the characters like you do in an August Wilson play. I guess I just wanted it to be more. I didn't want to relive the train wreck that was Kia Corthron’s, Splash Hatch on the E Going Down. a.m Sunday is no Splash Hatch on the E Going Down. Slash Hatch I feel was the worst black play I have ever witnessed. I wanted to go up on stage and bitch slap all the actors and who ever thought it was a good idea to put on that play. Everything about that play felt fake and contrived.
a.m Sunday is a much better play than Splash Hatch.
Friday, December 05, 2003
A lot has happened since I last posted. My company moved to a new location, I saw another play at Center Stage, and I now have almost all the Paul McGann Big Finish audio’s except Zagreus. The above picture is something I did a while back called, Foxy Momma Says Hello. I don't recall who I sold it to. It was either a collector in New York or the other one in North Carolina.
When the company moved to its new location of course our seating arrangement changed. I used to feel awake and energized in the morning with the row of people I sat by. Now it appears I’ve been moved to the morgue. There’s not a trace of fun or energy in the people I sit by now. They're very sedate. I don't know maybe I'll just have to get used to them.
Anyway, to the left of me is Li Jai whom we call Jade but it’s really pronounced Jay as pointed out by Melissa last year. I’ll describe Jade as 40something cheerful with a great fashion sense. I almost want to ask her to help me pick out clothes at the mall. I'm sure I'd look like a million bucks. The celebrity she most resembles is Rosalind Chao who played Keiko on Star Trek Deep Space Nine. To my right is Margaret a gray haired proud granny. The celebrity she most resembles is Olympia Dukakis with curly gray hair.