Hans Bellmer has nothing to do with his post. We just like his pretty structures.
Some of us are providential enough to have a person, place, maybe even a thing that pushes us to be something extraordinary. When I was at University, I arrived at my first class of the semester, script writing, expecting to receive a rigorous syllabus of my expectations of the coming months. Instead, my professor — Dr. Hutchins — said there would be no syllabus for the semester and we all could spend the semester writing “whatever we want.” Easy A, I thought, this professor was lazy. However, the effect was bizarre, I found myself taking hours of work from my other courses to devote time to writing whatever I wanted. I realized how hungry for this freedom of unlimited self-expression I really was.
I learned more about myself as a writer and as a person in those 3 months with Dr. Hutchins. Over the years, my professional writing career has been something less…freeing. Deadlines, schedules, and expectations have transpired to something frankly…that pays, especially working in the theatre.
My first artist profile — Jeremy Earhart, the plexi-glass installation artist, was a proud moment for me. I realized I was somewhere beautiful, a place where I can encourage, promote, and learn about artist who color outside the lines and write about them! Since my interview with Jeremy, I have had the opportunity to meet with artist, bands, and performers who are truly unique and inspiring in their quest for creating something that mirrors the creative individual they are.
When I met the amazing Carlos Detres somewhere between a beer and a cigarette, I was fortunate enough to have that opportunity I once upon a time received. Through the dregs, I again have been able to release my voice and throw the rules out the window.
All hail the Whiskey Dregs, happy birthday you sexy bitch.
