The Moody Artist Cliche
This great myth of the tortured artist, the starving writer, the moody creator needs to be debunked once and for all.
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This great myth of the tortured artist, the starving writer, the moody creator needs to be debunked once and for all.
Includes a video
What I look like when I’m chilling
I’m always looking for new spaces to perform in. New venues, new people, new poetry. I brought my story of Mumbai’s textile mills to Ghatkopar station.
HT Cafe carried a story by Sapna Mathur on darkroom performances in Mumbai. I was quoted for my spoken word poetry. They were also nice enough to include a video of my collaboration with Karthik (performed in the light, so you can see) of the same act we did during the darkroom event – Lullaby.
Getting a haircut, being compared to a celebrity, trampling around puddle-filled lanes and keeping up the look through rain & sunshine – I Wear.
I went to an Open Mic after nearly three weeks and I’m glad I picked that Monday to do it. It was an evening rife with unusual performances, from a poem-turned-song to a monologue to a haiku battle to a truly moving piece that made everyone’s eyes well up. I had…
“It was rebellion. Just like every other generation.”
I Wear goes video! My first everyday style post but with a view.
Another Monday at the Tuning Fork and how can I possibly hate the week when it starts that way? I’ve been struggling a bit with performance poetry. I now know the difference between performed poetry and spoken word. I can’t entirely articulate it but I can see, hear and feel…