kyle hemingway

…yeah.

i miss blogging. however, i’m once again a full-time student. in addition to a 20-hour-per-week employee of the performing arts department at emerson college. oh yeah, and there’s that business thing i do with jeremy, you know, on the side, purely for kicks.

as you can see from my photo, the interactive annual for commarts is now mine, and i really have to say i’m less than thrilled with it.

i just finished reading “fun home” by alison bechdel, the first book for my queer american lit class. it was a graphic novel/memoir by the artist of the wildly popular “dykes to watch out for” comic strip. i very much enjoyed her book, and the class is off to a fabulous start (despite the usual delightful few who make class worth coming back to time after time).

i began reading “heaven’s coast” by mark doty last night, the next book on our syllabus. it’s another memoir, this time about the author’s struggle with losing his life partner to AIDS in the 80’s. just a mild tonal shift from the long-format comic i just made it through.

i suppose i ought to get back to that book, it’s very heavy both in content and style, i’ll be amazed to make it through to the end.

today, i’m thankful for:

1. mitchi finally learning how to use his scratching box thing (but not very thankful for his newfound love of the catnip contained within)
2. the new commarts and what i’m sure will be yet another fabulous typography feature
3. my newfound appreciation for the gym
4. having my house key today (unlike yesterday)
5. my fabulous co-workers

vicki clark and her winston-salem accent get me every time.

so i’m here, sitting at my computer, at 12:10 am after having just put four loads of laundry in their respective dryers in the basement with jeremy. instead of, say, working on my gay-allegory-in-”waiting for godot” paper, i’m instead going to update my severely neglected blog.

spring semester is winding down, and not a moment too soon. once all of these projects, papers, and exams are done i will be two semesters away from getting the damn piece of paper. diploma, please! i have thoroughly enjoyed my time at emerson, and have made friends and contacts that i feel will be in my life for a very long time and will be helpful to me and my career. i have done so much growing in this place and because of this place. at the same time, i feel that i’ve done all the growing i can do at this place, and really feel it’s time for me to move on with my life and my career. the absence of that damn piece of paper makes it impossible for me to do so.

ugh.

in other news, the development of “the singles: britney in her own words” is in full swing. shannon and i are hard at work to bring the best of the best to this project. there will be a developmental reading in the hemingway-hayes living room blackbox theatre on may 24, 2008, sometime in the evening. drop me a line if you’d like to be on the vip list.

and now, for an aside: listening to “the light in the piazza” has given me an idea. what if the as-yet-to-be-named arts collaborative were to stage updates of traditional musicals in which the lead female ingenue character has a developmental disability which is kept a horrible family secret not to be revealed until act II? just like clara, only not actually written that way. the phantom of the opera? once on this island? into the woods?

speaking of theatre, jeremy and i saw suffolk university’s production of “hair” this weekend. now, i went into it not liking the show, and hearing what a brilliant director suffolk’s head of theatre marilyn plotkins is.

my belief, after considering various options, is that dr. plotkins actually thought she was directing a production of “godspell.” this revelation has allowed me to reconcile SO much that i thought was lacking in this production (most notably the fact that nobody onstage seemed to have any idea of what the words and lyrics coming out of their mouths meant — strongly indicating, at least to me, a lack of focus in their direction).

moving away from the “godspell” theory, though, it is very difficult to find any redeeming factors of this production. the set was inventive although impractically executed, creating awful obstructions to sight lines. the lighting was very “rock concert” and seemed to be trying to compensate for the poor quality of everything else by being distracting. many of the voices were fine, and the ensemble vocal work was good, from technical standpoints. there was absolutely no emotion (or, to clarify, correct emotion) in any of the performances, dialogue or lyric or otherwise.

in the end, i actually do feel very bad for the company of performers involved in this production for what they had to go through to perform this show. it is my belief that it is the responsibility of the director to indicate the direction the show is supposed to go in. the director is supposed to have the overall vision and answers to all the questions about intention in the actors’ performances. seeing that there was no visible intention in their performances, i can only assume that dr. plotkins’ “direction” began and ended with blocking notes.

mounting a theatrical production without an overall concept or vision circumvents the potential of the piece to affect or move an audience. mounting an abstract piece such as “hair” without one is like committing suicide.

better luck next time, friends.

so, where the hell have i been lately? things in my life have been so incredibly hectic i have no idea where i stopped blogging about it. hectic usually makes interesting blogs. anyway, let’s recap where i’ve been and talk about some fabulous happenings.

so, let’s begin with the fact that i’ve officially finished my second year here at camp emerson. two more of these to go and they’ll give me a piece of paper that says that i can design websites. it’ll be grand to have slappy hand me that degree on the citi wang theatre’s stage. i’ve decided i’m inviting leslie cormier to my graduation party. we can drink classy drinks and discuss art.

as of this morning, too fabulous for words is officially a business as recognized by the city of boston. we have that piece of paper and everything. jeremy and i went to city hall with our notarized application to establish a partnership and operate under the name “too fabulous for words,” and the nice lady at the city clerk’s office photocopied, folded, and stapled our way into establishment. we even have a tax id number. i’m rather excited. tomorrow we will be opening our too fabulous for words business account at bank of america.

i’m rather frightened of how real this all is. only a couple months ago, too fabulous for words was an idea and a plan to pursue sometime in the future. the future is now and i have a business card. i have an effing business card. i am the lead designer of a real business. i no longer will tell my tourists that i do freelance design work. i will tell them that i founded an actual business. they will be super impressed. and totes jeal.

i’ve also moved into my new apartment in dorchester with the fabulous shannon rosa and ivette rivera. y’all should send me happy things in the mail:

kyle hemingway
6 brinsley street, apartment 1
dorchester, ma 02121

i’ll post pictures sometime soon. it’s really quite a fabulous space. decorated, of course, in the asian style.

the boston pride committee remains well.

auditions for f.u.d.g.e.’s production of into the woods are coming up rather quickly and i’m quite nervous and excited for them. i am very happy but also very nervous to be revisiting this show. but it shall be wonderful.

oh! oh! also, i am going to the berkshires this weekend with jeremy. from friday to sunday, i will officially be on vacation. it will be nice to have a little getaway before the real work schedule for the summer begins. it’s been nice coming in at 11 and leaving at 5. what’s going to happen when i have to be here at 9? eep! whatevs.

i think that’s all i’ve got. i’m going to end it with the five things i’m most thankful for maintenant.

1. jeremy and too fabulous for words being official.
2. my parents for being fabulous lately.
3. my amazing apartment and roomies, most notably the ever-fabulous shannie m. rosa.
4. my paycheck which i deposited this morning.
5. the trip to tarzhay that shannie and i will be making this evening. j’adore le tarzhay.

p.s. go see VACANCY right now. right now. stop reading this and go see it. it is amazing.

click here to check out fabulous photos from shannon rosa that i used in my intro to digital media production class project (i’m sorry mom, this is actually what you’re paying for).

first semester started today. it was ok.

intro to christianity seems fun, our professor just found out he was teaching this course about two weeks ago to replace the person who was supposed to teach it, but he’s really fun. he playfully poked fun at his own asian-american-ness. it was beautiful.

media crit and theory was canceled due to travel complications on the part of the professor, so i instead met jeremy in downtown crossing for a delightful lunch at quizno’s.

came back to campus just in time for environmental ethics. bored to tears. i later dropped it and added on another lesley humm cormier art history class. i’m going to pick up an art history minor. not bad.

round out the day with lovely intro to digital media production. i know this is an introduction, but he is teaching me things that nancy ann mulcare taught me in the 11th grade in my intro to web design class at bishop stang high school. i think even my mother knows the differences between a .GIF and .JPG image. i wanted to cry from boredom. it will get better, though, as the syllabus promises.

so after that got out i had approximately 25 minutes to bum around before heading out on the T for rehearsal. which was also fun. we ran the show again tonight and it’s starting to go more smoothly. erin and i were allowed to add riffing to the finale. it made me happy. i get to go all effie white on y’all’s asses.

today i am thankful for…

1. crit and theory being cancelled and getting to hang out with jeremy.
2. getting out of environmental ethics.
3. getting my damn paycheck from last friday. damn you emerson college.
4. john oliveira for making me happy.
5. the fact that c.s. lewis’ “mere christianity” is required reading for intro to christianity. loves me some clive staples.

but now it is time to sleep. more to come.

i made fucking dean’s list!

first time ever.

SO HAPPY!
that is all.