art+casting

and now, the last words you thought you'd hear me say: i need a white woman.
i'm directing a staged reading of the excellent play gutta beautiful this month and have 1 role still uncast- i need a white female to read 1 of the characters, so any whitegirls or people in the company of whitegirls interested in acting, please let me know asap- it's a good role, dark humour, reading supposed to be month-end.
plus, darren cheewah's 1st solo art exhibit runs (june17th, happy birthday chee!) this week until july17th @ the republic of sydenham art gallery, sydenham avenue, st.anns: wednesdays-fridays 10am-4pm, saturdays+sundays 10am-noon (621.3970 for private viewing appointments mondays+tuesdays) all pieces on sale! and when he done that, i should be finally getting new ink! so fucking excited.
there's an erotic art exhibit happening around town, too, i may read something for its spoken word/poetry event- more details as i have them.
meanwhile i may be about to write a book for someone, managing major life upheaval (details sooncome) and mourning the loss of a friend- i didn't blog about $hok's ill health because in the same weird way i couldn't seem to see him, i didn't know what to say about it. denial, i suppose, which evaporated yesterday when i saw him still+small, except for his gargantuan hands, in his casket and realised i was in much worse shape over everything than previously realised. now i wish i'd written about him when he was still with us. but i can still say he was always entertaining, wildly talented, and will be missed. biglove sheldon, wherever you are, enjoy the music.
walk good.