Process: Writer/Director/Producer

With my Dream Team in place I accomplished the greatest nightmare of my artistic career.

So many cliché adages can be used to describe the experience altogether, but in the nuttiest of nutshells I’ll summarize with one of my familiar favorites: “It was the best of times, it was the worst of times.” Though really, the best comparison would be a statement from alt-rock veteran, Rivers Cuomo, in regard to his torment in birthing his band Weezer’s infamous hit-record Pinkerton.

As mentioned in an issue of Rolling Stone Magazine in 2016, right before the 20th anniversary of the painfully pivotal album, he says of the beast that went on to claim diehard fans but receive poor critical response and record sales: “It’s like getting really drunk at a party and spilling your guts in front of everyone and feeling incredibly neat and cathartic about it, and then waking up the next morning and realizing what a complete fool you made of yourself.”

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Left to Right: Christin Eve Cato, Phillip Pineno, Taylor Harlow, Jamie Ragusa, Caity Urquhart

It took me two years to handpick the folks I wanted in my on-going #squad of artists, namely through channels from which I’ve ventured upon as aforementioned in my last post. All the talent and support I needed was there – there to help me present one of my most personally daunting pieces. Sure, I can write and present work about relationships, homophobia, sexism, racism, addiction, stigma etcetera etcetera etcetera, but this had more brevity.

New York is a very special, capitalistic and crazy landscape that has always plagued the “outsider artist”. While I’m quite adept at acclimating myself enough with the “inside” in order to get in long enough for at least a little bit of ethnographic research (I can’t possibly call myself a satirist without this practice), NYC has been tougher to break in for me than other places solely because in other places I have been spoiled rotten with glowing receptions of my work based on its merit, not its selling power – and this fortunate opportunity that was afforded me has caused me to stand up for my convictions, vehemently.

Per usual, I familiarized myself with the place where it was presented and thoughtfully answered the 27 questions on the proposal using compelling verbiage. Once I was in, I was so hung up on the idea of THIS IS IT – MY FIRST FULL PRODUCTION IN NEW YORK FUCKING CITY that I either overkilled or underestimated. I’ll never be sure which one made such a mess of this piece.

My overtly controlling ways aside, there were an unprecedented number of problems that arose during the production, more than I’ve ever had and probably more than I’ll ever have again.

It’s like another saying goes: “Once you think you’ve seen it all…”

I was lucky in all of my unluckiness because it was the most important learning experience of my life albeit, for the first time ever, I actually couldn’t wait for it to be over.

I’ll tell you why: time.

In Philadelphia in Berlin, and I’m sure in other places, people have time. And with that time comes energy and with that time comes commitment – take away time from pretty much anything and you’re left with what is completely the opposite of its potential.

In fast ass New York City, people (especially artists) have upwards to 3-4 jobs just to barely cover the necessities of life. Wth that, you have to add on our horrible transit system, the exhaustion of always running around, the want to keep yourself from being called a hermit (even if it’s just to avoid being ostracized by society), Netflix, required excursions far from Manhattan so your blood doesn’t run cold, human and animal relationships, and all that culture we have to experience to stay abreast (and/or network). There is no time.

After all the drama and the dropouts and the replacements and the late trains and the mix-matched schedules and the typos and the discrepancies and the phone calls and the texts and the edits and the scouting and the hospitalizations and the hemorrhaging money and the confusion and the cancellations and the bad directions and the arguments and the nearly crying and rushing rushing rushing – I knew in my small black heart that my I had checked out.

The day of the show (and TECH rehearsal) I was done. I was on autopilot but not in a good way.  Have you ever had a really good cut of steak be overcooked for you? Have you ever stalked a fancy pair of shoes that were perfect for you and you waited for them to go on sale and you find out they don’t have your size anymore? Not even a 6 that you would most certainly squeeze your feet into? Have you ever had a really nice rental car breakdown in the middle of your trip? That.

I could deal with all the headaches of being the Mom/Dad aka “Producer” (though being under the umbrella of a festival is very limiting). And I loved the fact that even though I was pushing for a very technically savvy presentation – the piece was under the guise of a staged reading so as the “Playwright” I was able to get copious amounts of and essential feedback for the work itself. But also being the “Director” was stretching myself too thin, and I was too attached to the piece to be able to step out of it and work with the actors the way they needed/wanted – not that there was any time for that considering I didn’t have them all in the same place until the day of the show, and the show was one night only (on a Thursday at 10:00pm in the summertime – impossible to get butts in the seats).

With the advent of the Show Runner (thanks to so many advances in technology and how audiences experience entertainment and how new ways with which media is disseminated), I know very well, as do many of my filmmaker, writer/director friends will attest to : it’s better to wear less hats. Unfortunately, independent artists are rarely afford this luxury, and while I was lucky to have a technical crew of six, again, there was no time to make sure nothing fell through the cracks – and it’s the director’s job to keep everyone on the same page.

I most certainly will direct or produce something for another artist again, but never again for myself.

Prize Q & A

Me and Assistant Director, Maren Woodward

The Prize, a twisted horror play in four acts sounds overly ambitious in the first place. Would I not be “DeVo” if it were not? It wasn’t the biting off more than I could chew that was the problem, it was the swallowing that really bothered me. Starts with a P ends with a ride.

Typically I am at my best when there are problems that need to be solved (#Capricorn), but there were so many instances where I didn’t really understand the who, what, when, where, or why of some of the things that happened (maybe cosmic forces were against me and I shouldn’t have signed the contract while Mercury was in retrograde?). So much so that I had to force myself, really really force myself not to throw in the towel.

The show was about a lot of things, but what was illuminated the most for me was the struggle of being displaced in the theatre “community”. While the premise was wildly far-fetched, it spoke of some very seriously fucked up circumstances I witnessed having touched base with many Broadway professionals. I was offering a vicarious experience about all of these sociopolitical issues that so often go overlooked, and I am glad I stuck to my guns in not watering that down or the weirdness of the thing.

I’m very proud of this fierce accomplishment and I really really really couldn’t have asked for better people to work with. Despite the hitches, the end product was…

This was part of my five year plan, and now that I’ve presented, I hope to get produced and then published.


Profiles of Profiles : “The Prize, a twisted horror play”

Artists can be the most interesting people in my lives. When I put them together in one place, bearing different abilities and mediums, from a variety of experience levels – it’s a wonderful excursion into a chaotically controlled creative process.


Recruiting the motley gang for The Prize was a real treat, especially considering the fact that I like to solicit artists that are not separated by many degrees. While like most directors, writers, choreographers and composers have a true hunger for fresh meat every once in a while – there’s nothing like the comfort of having a muse that never ceases to amaze you and always comes through for you. It is this precious symbiosis I’m able to achieve no matter what I’m working on that keeps the inspiration flowing.

Here’s How I met the cast/crew for the work going up tonight:


I’ve known Benjamin for almost 20 years. Funny enough – we didn’t like each other very much when we first met. We were both outsider high school kids and we had two mutual friends (from totally different circles) who were also budding photographers. I met him during a day trip to New York City and we just didn’t get along. I found him a bit cynical though nowadays I find it to be his greatest quality.

We’ve worked on SEVERAL projects since then, including an ongoing cultural study of various subway systems the likes of which won me an award in Prague for a contest to blend art and technology.

He has a knack for creating very striking exercises for the eye through his architectural work – and he does a bang up job when I push him out of his comfort zone and ask him to shoot actual humans.


Phillip is the reason why I wrote this show. We met at a catering gig where I think ONE out of a few dozen of us wasn’t an actor or a writer. He just had this certain disarming charm about him and when I found out his interests in film, theater and television I knew he had good taste. He told me about a web series he was involved with and we started exchanging past work. I was thrilled to see his acting chops and wanted to bring out a different side of him.

“The Prize” originated as a one act, episodic piece, originally planned to be part of a series. Phillip read it and told me he loved it (this is after we worked together several times on shows in different venues in New York). This helped me to turn it into a longer pieces, and of course cast him in it.


I met Jamie through Philip, they were acting partners at Total Theatre Lab with Caroline Thomas. I was working on an episodic piece about a polyamorous woman. He suggested Jamie, I met her for coffee and we really hit it off. Turns out she was a dancer with an injury and switched to acting because she couldn’t stand to not perform anymore. It’s funny because she was such a deer in headlights when we first started working together and now her diligence has paid off over the past year and she has become a phenomenal actress.


I met Stephanie at a restaurant job. She had this light illuminating her – and we had a nice working relationship together. She didn’t buy into any of the typical hospitality drama, and I asked her the age old question about what she wanted to be when she grows up and she gave that lovely answer about wanting to be with a repertory company, just performing different plays every season.

Because she’s quite luminescent, my director’s instinct was to bring out the dark side in her a little bit. This is the third time I’ve been blessed with the opportunity to do that.


Caity is a very special addition to the cast because we worked together indirectly in another venue for Exquisite Corpse Company. She was an actress in two different plays that I wrote – one where she gets tricked into performing a ritual with a coven of witches and another I co-wrote, a period piece melodrama about a family fighting over an inheritance.

Both times her natural ability shined through and I am so glad she agreed to bless me with her raw talent for three complicated roles for “The Prize”.


I worked with Carlos co-writing for the latter play aforementioned. He was nerdy and kind of awkward (just like me) and we managed to bang out a pretty funny/groovy piece in a matter of hours over a couple of beers. I like his point of view, and he’s been instrumental in helping me bring this show to life.


I saw Vince in another festival of plays while I was working with Jamie and Phillip. He was kind of hilarious and when I went to see him performing/hosting at the famous Dangerfield’s comedy club, I knew I had to have him on board to help me with some much needed comic relief.


I met Jeffrey during his last actor performance at Fordham University. I was there seeing one of his classmates who I met during one of the performances of one of the pieces I co-wrote with Carlos. He was a great performer and I asked him if he would understudy for the main role in this piece in the event that it’s produced again. He’s been kind of doing some method acting – watching how I work and getting into the pith of the story. It’s great having him on board.


I had a few actresses in mind for the role of MARLA but they were unavailable. Then I saw Christin perform a very striking and powerful role at Hi-Arts about a month ago and I stalked her online and asked her to join the cast. I saw her perform again and now she’s performing for me – and I couldn’t be luckier. She has this sweet coolness and calms me down when I get cray.


I met Melissa when I lived in Berlin from 2011-2014. She took one of my dance classes and was an illustration student at the time. She stopped creating after I left Berlin (not because of me, but she found her purpose in the realm of yoga training and becoming a brand ambassador for Adidas) and I asked if she could design another logo for a play of mine (she had before) and she was game. It was a funny coincidence in that I hadn’t seen her in years and all of a sudden when I contacted her about the logo – she had already planned a visit to NYC the next week. Serendipity!


Taylor was a last minute addition who came full throttle into the show by way of a suggestion from the producer of the show I co-wrote with Carlos of which Caity performed in. His accent, look, style and everything else really melded into the piece as a whole in a vey auspicious way. Best pinch hitter I’ve ever had!



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The Prize, a twisted horror play in 4 acts

Crew & Cast Biographies


Louis DeVaughn Nelson (WRITER/DIRECTOR) : is a multidisciplinary artist and founder of Hokum Arts. He studied dance and playwriting at DeSales University and Drexel University. Nelson was named Best New Choreographer by Philadelphia City Paper and has been recognized internationally for his theatre, dance and video work that delves into cultural and movement research. Credits Include : The Peekaboo Revue, English Theatre Berlin, The Berlin Music Video Awards, Tanzbad 4, CTM – Festival for Adventurous Music and Related Arts, CIANT Festival for Film and New Media, Dark Matter Productions NYC, Exquisite Corpse Company NYC. More info at Facebook : Hokum Arts

Carlos E. Rojas (SCRIPT SUPERVISOR) : is a playwright from Queens, NY. He interned with 13th Street Rep. They produced: Love Was the Thing that Time Forgot, Fear of Falling, Our Love is a Dream Song, and a monologue, Post-Graduation Panic. Fear of Falling was also featured in the 10×10 NYU Alumni Reading Series.    

Maren Woodward (ASSISTANT DIRECTOR) : is a Film Writer and Director who completed her film studies at the International Film School of Paris and The London Film School.  Maren moved to New York in 2013 and recently completed her first professional short film, “Encounter.”  She is currently writing her first feature film.

Jeffrey Buck Wright Jr. (STAGE MANAGER) : hails from The Bronx, New York and is truly proud of it! With recently graduating Fordham University with a BA in Acting, he is ready to set the world on fire with his passion and craft! Having acted in plays such as The Labyrinth of Desire and The Luck of the Irish, he looks forward to another wonderful opportunity and is grateful being apart of the creative process of The Prize and growing from the cast, crew, and L. DeVaughn Nelson moving forward. Special thanks to God, his parents, family, and friends.

Christin Eve Cato (DARLA) : is a native New Yorker with a background in performing arts, playwriting, and production. She is a graduate of Fiorello H. LaGuardia High School for Music and Art and the Performing Arts, and of Fordham University. You can usually catch her at INTAR Theatre, as a member of Unit52. Christin is also a member of the Hip-Hop Theatre Company, Rhymes Over Beats. Heavily active in the Theatre community, she is also Co-Chair of Diversity of the YPAC-board of Theater Resources Unlimited, and is one of the Co-Founders of La Co-Op (La Cooperativa of New York Latinx Artists) a collective of theatre artists created to bridge the gaps existing in the Latino Theatre Community. She is also a member of New York Women in Film & Television. For more info:

Vince Chang (MITCHELL) : of Jamaican-Chinese heritage (a Blasian to most), has been
conquering the comedy stage since college. Chang’s style of comedy is vibrant and
energetic. He has been seen performing shows at Stand Up NY, Broadway Comedy Club, and as a host at Dangerfield’s. Chang’s acting career consists of web series such as “No Sleep til 40”, “Roomies”, “Freedom” and “100% Percent Comedy Sketch Show”.

Taylor Harlow (HOLGER) : is a Kansas City native and an alumni of Pace University’s School of Performing Arts. Off-Broadway: Massacre (The Sheen Center). Regional: Hairspray (Quisisana), Narnia (KC Starlight) Chicago (MTKC). Other: Drop Dead!, Two Gentlemen of Verona, Forbidden Broadway, Constellations, Into the Woods, The Connection. Love to Emily.

Stephanie Israelson (NARRATOR) : is a graduate of NYU/Tisch CAP21. NY Credits: NY Premiere of John Cariani’s LOVE/SICK, Rock and Roll Refugee. Regional Credits: Val in A Chorus Line, Mamma Mia!, The Addams Family, and A Christmas Carol.

Phillip Pineno (MARKUS) : is a New York based performer that studied musical theater at Point Park University. He’s performed in as well as written various stage and film productions including the comedy Web series PLANNERS, which was part of The Peoples Improv Theater’s first ever ClickFest that showcased some of the best emerging web content. He also performs frequently with the Hudson Vagabond Puppet Company, and is a part of the Total Theatre Lab with Caroline Thomas.

Caity Urquhart (MARLA) : is a production stylist for a photography studio in Brooklyn. Caity moved from Boston to New York in 2013 and dabbles in photography, comedy, dance, and most recently, acting. She has written three and performed in two short plays for Exquisite Corpse, a small theater company in Brooklyn.

Jamie Ragusa (SUSAN) : is an actress and VO artist. She is a student of Caroline Thomas at Total Theatre Lab, studying Method and Meisner-based acting techniques. Jamie recently played the leading role as Jennifer Tanner in the independent film, ‘Nefarious’ by Silent Envy Productions and recently played a supporting role in “Into The Valli” from Always Right Productions. She can also be seen in Episode 5 of the web series “In Our Back Yard” as The Mayor’s Wife.



Profiles of Profiles

I’ll be sharing stories about how I’ve met each of the collaborators for The Prize, a twisted horror play in four acts – written/directed by yours truly.

The staged reading performance will be a part of the LGBT HOT! Festival at Dixon Place : Thursday, July 20th @ 10:00PM (The lounge is open before and after the show and you can bring your drinks in the theatre!)

More info/tickets HERE

The Cast of “The Prize”

I’ve spent the past year handpicking the talented folks involved and each person bears a unique story about how we met.

The Crew of “The Prize”

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Stay tuned…

Process : Proposals

I was afforded a bit of tumult and relief this month in the realm of submissions and proposals that is typically both the bane and life force of a contemporary artist’s existence. On one hand, I’ve done the dirty deed of selling myself so many times over, appropriating my intent to fit the needs and desires of arts presenters. The other hand, now duly washed, has happily waved goodbye to the tedious task of exposing my soul in the hopes that it may be interesting enough to make some cold hard cash for somebody else.

Case(s) in point:

I’m officially vehemently opposed to exposure of the words “however” and “unfortunately” (the former more than the latter). It is commonplace for writers to loathe certain words for one reason or another – particularly because of spelling or phonetics (heightened even more so by polyglots). These aforementioned atrocities are derivative of that necessary constant onslaught of rejection that comes from accosting resources with which to show your work.

We appreciate the opportunity to read your work. However, after careful review of all submissions, we are unable to include your piece in our Spotlight series this year.

While we loved reading your play, we have decided not to move forward with it as part of our series. However, we would be happy to consider your work for future productions.

HOWEVER, your work has been deemed as “very promising”; we would love to acclimate you to the Festival and the panel as an attendee.

I want to flip the bird at the word.

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There’s so much work and research (and disgusting mathematics) that goes into writing a proposal that you are so exhausted afterwards that you feel as though the grant or opportunity or residency or whatever it is you’re applying for should be awarded to you just for the amount of extraneous effort you’ve exerted. But that is not ever the case unfortunately.

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At the beginning of the month I received a record 5 rejection notices within the span of 48 hours. It wasn’t that devastating of a blow considering the fact that I made a consorted effort to spike the number of proposals I would draft over the past few months in order to broaden my chances of getting produced sooner than later.

This was also cushioned by a rather favorable acceptance letter into the long running LGBT HOT! Festival at the reputable Dixon Place in lower Manhattan, a famous arts incubator that allows a platform for works-in-progress. I’ll be doing a staged reading of another twisted horror play of mine entitled The Prize come July 20th.

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I was also informed that the Hearts on the Wall Artist Collective sponsored by Dark Matter Productions recently gained a residency at Dixon Place – and after being accepted into their program during their inaugural event where I did the first staged reading from my The Annals of Sharon series (an episodic theatre piece about polyamory), they invited me back to do present another work.

It was a nice break to bypass the whole proposal process – another feat I was afforded last month when I was asked to once again take part in Exquisite Corpse Company’s Drunk 24. It’s a fun festival where writers are paired together, given a theme and the directors and actors have 24 hours to stage each play written – and furthermore, the audience has the opportunity to offer shots for the actors that they must incorporate into their performance. I had already written a proposal for them this past fall and worked on a piece about witches, this time I co-wrote a period piece melodrama dealing with the theme of “water cooler confessions.”

As much as I adore persuasive writing, I very much look forward to making a name for myself so I’m invited rather than trying to make a list. No longer will I have to make grandiose statements that attest to my abilities such as:

My dance composition inspiration stems from the techniques of Erick Hawkins, Merce Cunningham, Matt Mattox, Alvin Ailey and Bob Fosse. Fluid old school Jazz and Modern Dance is juxtaposed with contemporary technique, utilizing extensive isolations and lateral movements and stretches. Combined with natural movements inherited from autonomic reactions to changing environments, vaudeville inspired sexy burlesque, “club style” dancing (with special attention to voguing motifs), my choreographic works tend to be relatable and innovative in their execution, revealing the pith of the story at hand. Elements of my quirky style also include animal movements to depict the overall themes associated with the carnal topics I love to embrace. Having a background in theater and writing, I enjoying using text along with movement indicative of the work of Pina Bausch. Domestic violence, racism, sexuality, discrimination, stigma, bigotry, misogyny and the marginalization of class/social systems are frequent themes of my dance theater work.

I recently visited an old friend (a painter) who was amidst another artistic breakdown – tears running down her face and she explained to me “No one understands.” She eluded to the fact that she was having so much of a hard time trying to get her non-artist friends to understand her turmoil, how not easy it is to create something wonderful on a regular basis and how impossible it can be to believe in yourself let alone rely on the acceptance of others.

I said, “When we are ‘successful’ and we create a good work of art, we don’t ever allow ourselves the chance to enjoy it. The SECOND it is finished we wallow in that chasm thinking to ourselves that we’ll never do anything again and that nothing we ever did mattered. We live in that pocket of uncertainty when we are not creating – and it is a wretched place. Never do we celebrate or become optimists about the things we’ve done or are going to be doing – it’s only when we are in the moment is our time well spent.”

She shook her head and cried some more. “See! You know exactly what I’m talking about!”

It’s been a gift to be accepted with having already proven myself. These last two presentations I felt free and unfettered by the whole am-I-good-enough clause. They knew me, they wanted me, and they celebrated me for me. I got to spend more time with the work and the tremendous talent I’ve been fortunate enough to solicit, making sure the merit was intact the way it was intended, and that is worth everything to an artist.

I haven’t written any poetry in awhile

I am the black jelly bean in the bag;
Be, be, see – who you want me to be…
Everyone tries to scrape off the burnt toast,
And shake off the soot from the chimney.

Am I alike the darkness that blankets you in the night?
Can I compare to the untrusted lack of light?

I am not The Angry Black Man,
I was born with bitter blood in hand
Inherent of my affected ancestry,
Against the will of willingness decreed.

When the flesh is completely gone –
It is not the color of licorice or tar
Or the remnants at the bottom of the barrel,
It’s closer to you and yours by far.

So I pine to try to disagree…

If you don’t see color –
You don’t see me.


Process : Collaboration

It happened on a Tuesday and by the time I peeled myself out of despondency on Friday, I knew that this horrible news would be good for me. No, No, No November sparked the start of the first of many a Yes I had thought would maybe never happen again.


My search and submit process had been waning and then I saw a posting searching for playwrights to contribute to a 24 Hour play festival. My interest was initially piqued because I thought it would be a very demanding exercise. On top of the time constraint, the writers would be paired up and have to write a play based on a topic picked out of a hat, and the actors performing would have to drink a certain amount of shots of alcohol  bought by the audience during the play.


I thought I was open minded and completely ready for the challenge – I really wanted a new and different experience working with someone rather than for someone or others working for me. I’ve produced/directed so much of my own work and I’ve been fortunate enough to seek out and choose the folks I’ve worked with. I thought that this would be a valuable experience adapting to a collaborative environment randomly chosen.


We were all a bit grim and jubilant at the meeting. We all wrote down possible topics, voted on the best (The Wrong Party) and we were off.

I was paired with a young man working on his MFA.

He was the exact opposite of me in almost every way.

He wasn’t much of a note taker or an outline maker and he was more of a big picture guy than a detail oriented one. He liked to just write without much planning, and initially suggested that we take turns writing dialog from virtual locations utilizing a Google spreadsheet.

I swallowed heavily.

He was more plot driven – I’m all about characters…but in the end, I was proud of our piece.

He was a big old nerd, so we had that in common. He wanted to write about witches – and that was great because that’s my geek genre.

I decided to be the dramaturg/editor, like I always am, because at one point I was making him a little claustrophobic with all of my incessant demands on specifics.

I took some notes while he wrote some dialog:



Theme: Comedy – Certain discomfort that the third party is feeling when approached by two others to join a specific group.


2 people competing for one spot.


Animal Rescue workers – community service..


Main character indulges in stereotypical representation of witches.


Time: Present Day

The Place: Sue’s Backyard in the suburbs of Michigan.


The Scene : Two Chairs, One Table


Props: Plant, Bowl of Water. 4 Candles. Bowl of Salt. Incense. Small Knife.


Dramatis Personae:


Lilith – Main Witch/Priestess – Cat Rescuer – Owner (has roommate cannot host witch rituals)


Sue – The Other Witch – Rescuer (host of witch parties/second hand woman to Lilith)


Joanne – The Volunteer/Intiation – “Works in Development Office” – really a telemarketer. “You can’t buy single tickets, only subscriptions. Used to be a dancer. Takes classes there. Works at night.



Max – Joanne’s cat.


The Place : Sue’s Back Deck Outside


Rebecca, Rachel, Renee The Bitch Witches


Culmination: Joanne Realizes Discomfort -???


Resolution : ???


Conflict: ???


How they met: At the Cat Rescue where they work/volunteer.


Party: Witchy Party/Ritual – Potential


Background/Exposition: Joanne has lost a cat/finds comfort in helping others adopt.


Suburban Michigan


Lilith & Sue + Joanne


Cat death anniversary


She has it in her she’ll be on board – you’ve seen the way she’s talked to (cat’s name) – and the other day, the way (cat’s name) and her were getting along.


Pass me the salt – hand me the candles – spit in this. That dirt – plant over there


Pet Cemetery reference


Did you bring the object we asked you about?


Dedication ritual.


Replacing the 13th witch


Recruiting Joanne for the coven.

New coven??? Can’t place craigslist ad.


Abandoned old coven??? Starting new one?


Bitter about the other coven – need to do magic/spells…to change the world? Help the cats?


Lilith was kicked out because she


I didn’t have an R name. Vendetta against them – and is vengeful.


Rival business in town trendy Cat café.




Backyard of Sue’s place – LILITH and SUE and they looking at the moon. – waxing for dedication ritual.


Perfect timing! Death of cat.


Reassurance – “you’re not nervous are you?” – it’s all going to work out.


This will be really good for Joanne. What time will she be here? She said – ???


(get ready – preparation)


Remember the plan. We’re just here to help her through this hard time, to support her in the grief of her loss. Blah blah blah.


Yeah – I know.


This is so exciting. We’re going to have our own coven, finally,


(mention bitch witches???)


(minimal dialogue before entry – with exposition)


Blessed, be my dear. Welcome. It’s going to be a very special night.


We’re here for you.


Glad you made it – found it okay.


It’s a little bit chilly out tonight.


Yes! The coolness is divine. Great for this sort of thing.


Did you bring the object we asked you about.


Yes, this was (cat name) favorite toy. I remember the day when I bought it for him. As soon as I brought it home he –


Well, yes yes, that’s nice. Could you do me a favor and pass me…


Talking about the cat????


What’s that? It’s called an athame.


Do we have to sacrifice something to bring Max back?


No no – nothing like that. It’s just a tool to summon…don’t worry about that.


I purify you o earth (air/fire/water) in the blessed and mighty names of the spirit of the God and the spirit of the Goddess.


Bring forth the reborn in exchange for our mighty blessings as children of the Earth and starry Heaven – fill the void with your magic energy. Bestow us with your enchanted gifts, we beseech you


I say so be it and so it is.


I say so be it and so it is.


I say so be it and so it is.


Blessed be o mighty Gods. We invoke thee – we invoke thee – we invoke thee.



By the end of the 2-3 hours we worked on it I was exhausted. I was trying my best not to be too much of the bitchy boss, but for some reason that’s me at my best.

The play went over well, and the actresses did a bang up job. It was a fun festival to be a part of – and I got to flex some writer muscles I don’t use on a regular basis. I also learned a lot about myself in the process.





The Berlin Years

Much an impossible chapter to close in my life – I’ve made great strides to at least archive most of the visual art projects of my yesteryears from my European stint.

When I arrived in Berlin for the first time in 2010, I was an American. Before long I became an expat. And then I was an artist – hearkening my suffocated passion, and I found myself in a dance studio again, teaching. I learned quickly that Modern dance was outdated in Contemporary driven Berlin – and so I forged a path to invade the landscape by delving into multimedia art.


From “The Pursuit of Happiness : Berlin 2011 – 2014”

I had already started my Self = Portraits project when I returned to Berlin in 2011, and after Art Connect Berlin caught wind of it and it was presented at their grand opening event, I decided to do more film work. It all started with the first film of the series entitled “Banana” that secured me my Josephine Baker Moment.


I was also actively using my smart phone and laptop computer for projects satirizing social media and involving social experiments. And when a photographer friend I met allowed me to borrow his SLR for a few projects, I ended up with several visual art presentations that I’m now putting to rest. That ran the gamut of fine art inspired pieces, doing video portraits (inspired mostly by Tyler Shields) and technique inspired landscapes and compositions. My film work encompassed so much of what I wanted to express in writing and dance, but with much more abrasive force like so:



Many photos of this series were taken by a friend in Charlottenburg – an actress who I spent a lot of time with sitting at a fountain, clumsily rolling cigarettes, crying and celebrating our woes and wins together.

“Can you take a picture of me?” is not such a foreign phrase – though it is, especially in a city that mostly survives because of its tourism. I’ve never documented the differences between when I asked my friends to take the photos and when I asked strangers – though I will say that I gave explicit instructions for each photographer to try and get a shot of me when the smoke was coming out of my mouth and covering my visage. The strangers were less frustrated by this request than my friends.

See the full collection here: Up in Smoke


Many instances of love were transient entities who were powerful, fleeting members of my story. This particular bed was were I felt the most comfortable and heartbroken.

There was a large variety of places where I woke up in Berlin. I documented them.

See the full collection here: Morgen


This is the very first apartment I rented just steps from Nollendorfplatz. It was the beginning of…

I also took photos of buildings that served as monuments where very monumental activities took place.

See the full collection here: Old Haunts



This was a place I visited many many times. I learned a lot about myself here.

The most difficult to publicize is the most raw collection of photography that started off as a collection of pictures taken pre and post coitus (and sometimes during). I narrowed down the vast selection to a few snapshots that were the highlights of my experiences in this realm.

See the full collection here: The Pursuit of Happiness

I have always steered towards taking portraits of the body rather than the face. The face (while it tells a longwinded expository story) is too complicated for me and as a choreographer I’ve always read people through movements. Of course many of the portraits I took of artists were scoffed upon by the subjects for obvious reasons, but this perspective gives a very vicarious point of view of how I am inspired by them.

See the collection here: Lebenskünstler 


Though I haven’t been able to finish editing the biggest project that I started, a film entitled Muse, due to my old MacBook Pro crashing – I still have some of the rough cut edits in the following films.

I was setting out to find some editors to review and edit the footage artistically and juxtapose them together for a gallery showing, but that wasn’t in the cards for me. Each actor/artist in the films was an extremely special person in my life who influenced me to keep creating during my time in Berlin.






I’m really proud of all of these works though I really hate editing (as duly noted in my Cubist style layering in my film work) and I never do any retouching or editing of my photography.

Perhaps if I can find a cinematographer and an editor – I’ll get back into filmmaking again, but I will only be doing it with a pen and paper. The camera is not my best tool, but I made the most of it and it kept me afloat as a relevant artists while I was in Berlin.