Aida was an experience to say the least. From start to finish. And it started when I left Brookdale, the dorms. I took the M23 uptown to the 1 train when I was pulled over and given a summons for a 100 dollars. It was an expensive beginning to match an equally extravagant experience. So,[…]
Plexus defied gravity. It was a world of its own. The complex movement, and the manipulation of sound and stage were enthralling. The first few minutes had me completely. And yet, as the show continued, the intensity with which it held on to me diminished. This loss in interest had a lot to do with the[…]
2016 was the year I began to explore art outside the spectrum of traditional paintings. I went to the classics from the Met, MoMA to the abstract and “out of ordinary” David Zwirner, the hole, and a range of galleries in SoHo and throughout the Chelsea area. The experiences I had and the discussions held[…]
Is it strange to go through an entire play and not know what it is referencing to even after its over? I understood the performance but I hadn’t realized it was a depiction of a real-life occurrence until I was telling my mom about it a few days later. “It was Nat Turner in Jerusalem”,[…]
I can’t say that I was all too excited for Carvens Lissaint’s performance. For starters, I hadn’t realized it was happening that day until the morning of. This consequently messed up my (study) plans for the rest of the day. I had a psych exam the following day, 150 slides left to memorize, along with[…]
Harlem Gospel Choir Watching the Harlem Gospel Choir perform reminded me of a short story I had to read for my English course two weeks back, Sonny’s Blues. The story narrates the life of a young man raised in Harlem who finds solace in music. He gets lost in the words and more importantly with[…]