08/12/2023
Another nice review:
This year the Grand Opera House's panto is Snow White and the Seven Dwarfs and things are certainly a lot more impressive than when I was a child
Terrence helps people to look at things from a different perspective, always looking to find harmony
Another nice review:
This year the Grand Opera House's panto is Snow White and the Seven Dwarfs and things are certainly a lot more impressive than when I was a child
Nice review of Snow White and the Seven Dwarfs panto at Belfast's Grand Opera House:
Christmas wouldn’t be Christmas without a visit to pantoland and a serving of one-liners from panto Queen May McFettridge.
It's Panto time in Belfast!
Saddened by his untimely passing, I cherish the memories of working with Erwin Olaf. As an entertainer at some of his fundraisers for the AIDS Foundation and in the shoot 'Separation' in 2003:
https://youtu.be/NQTxm3-goeM?si=FyWYz4BVo1wWrfID
A unique guy and amazing photographer will now get actual angels to pose for him. I'm happy for them. 💔💞
Ready to rock! And roll! https://facebook.com/events/s/unhinged-burlesque-for-the-wil/486877890319627/
"Thanks so much Terrence! And for your part in making Rituals & Rhythms such an amazing night! Heard from several folk that your ritual was their highlight. I love how each ritual spoke to different people. At the after drinks I heard people still talking about how important it is to understand that "we are" and "we walk". Love how it kept resonating!!"
Had an awesome experience thanks to Storytrooper from The Grand Pillow Society at Grand Theatre Groningen at the Rituals & Rhythms festival for . I was given an hour and a half and a lot of liberty to work out and perfom one of the zillions of ideas I have and feel very [tired] grateful. Wish I'd show you more of the performance called 'Secreat Society' but then it wouldn't be a secret anymore, right?😉
At the end of meaning
comes the time
we think things over
and we remember
what we lost
and what we gained
who we loved
and if they knew
we did our best
or maybe not
was all we had
a single shot
at knowing what's important
not only now or in the past
but
at the end of meaning
Some colleagues at an event in , a couple of years ago. I'm in this too! Can you spot me?
It's rather cold today so here's a memory of warmer days. (Always a pleasure working with you, !)
Yes, it's me in an and . But I have no of the event. Perhaps one of my colleagues can help me out?
just before going home at around 5:30
Had quite a few gigs around Christmas. This one ended high in my top five of favourites. Perhaps you can guess why. Fun fact: together my colleagues are about my age. 😎
Hoping for more gigs like these in 2023. Happy New Year y'all!
In a with my at the time.
a can get your (okay, with some ) in a local
Once I was Mr. Pots. a very strict . 'Strict but fair, right?' 'Not really. Just very, very strict.
Yes, I was a once. And yes, are always placed too high for me.
As part of a . , I think 2010 or 2011. (📷 )
Had some...let's call it 'interesting' entertainment gigs, these past few weeks.
After Dark (a circle poem)
Water after dark
flowing in unknown directions
of future memories
while we wonder
what happened to the feelings
we once had
thinking of
water after dark
A Name (a poem)
She lay on her back watching the stars
and wondered where she had come from.
Once someone had given her a name
but she had forgotten it long since.
She remembered she waited. But for what?
In the mean time she enjoyed her dreams and her fantasies.
Vague memories disconcerted her but never for long.
Absent-mindedly she played with the small object
she always kept within reach. It gave her solace.
Years came and went and it was increasingly difficult
to get food but she was contented.
In her own small world she was everything.
When they found her bleached bones
they wondered where she had come from
and if she had ever been given a name.
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Want to read (more of) my short stories? My author page: Terrence Weijnschenk at Amazon
Watch, click, like, share and subscribe! My first acting job since the lockdown happened. Thanks to Lion Eagle Productions
A Circus Crew has no place for the winter. While supplies running out and the cold and fear increase for the waiting crew, is Jimmy searching for a place for...
To keep the fire burning
with the stains on our conscience
synchronized
with our will to survive
Having thought of everything
but always in time
to bury our minds
behind a curtain of sand
in memory of those left behind
To keep the fire burning
====================
Weijnschenk at Amazon
About that time that we were 2 short.
.festival with some lovely colleagues. Thanks to
Smile (a )
The Fly
They wove a web together.
Entangled in love and mystery
they built a future.
Thread by thread.
Sometimes disturbed by the wind,
filled with waterdrops
that often soon disappeared
and just as often
left a drop
defying gravity
She was more beautiful than the web
and he was happy with her
just patiently waiting
together
In his mind
they had made it together
but a thought disturbed him
Who was the spider
and who was the fly?
Went to see in the movie theater in Amsterdam during . Always nice to be reminded of my days playing Brad (what do you shout as audience?) in a
Entertaining a group of friends on a day out.
What was I thinking? In 1968.
Yep. This was me. In full make up in the dressing room (well, a tent where a nice lady helped with my make up) at a . Where I did some while still playbacking to 'I was made for lovin' you'. After I left my guitar on stage because I didn't want to hurt anyone.
Messing around in the dressingroom at a party in . Looks like I was showing some moves.
to 2006 when contestants played a very realistic version of the at . Next morning my ears were still ringing with the screams of . That was fun!
Soothing Arabic music
seeps through the bedroom walls.
Children outside chatter away in Turkish
and a couple across the street
argues in Polish.
My Hungarian neighbour
treated me to her lovely smile yesterday
and my late Chinese neighbour
poured some excellent tea.
We didn't understand eachother
but knew what was said.
And not said.
Making us both feel unsad.
If even for a little while.
A Kenyan, a Malinese and an Algerian friend
helped me with a better understanding of French
and I have a nice friendship
with a neighbour
who is from Indonesia.
So yes,
I love life in the big city
Sharing from my collection of at an in 2012.
About that time I was a badass at
Ravenous
Everywhere I went
I felt your absense
Even when we stood together
on a broken bridge
in an ancient but future city
on the edge of it all
Which was also the beginning
because the bridge united
flying cars and hungry people
To fly without destination
is like being hungry for love
But thanks to you
I am no longer
ravenous
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Her eyes (a #poem) #InstaPoetry #PoetsOfInsta "We have the power, the will, the money and the knowledge to turn Mars into Earth as it was through geo engineering. It takes less money and effort to turn Earth into how it was so why don't we try that?" I was unable to reply as I was struck by the fire in her eyes.
To keep the fire burning with the stains on our conscience synchronized with our will to survive Having thought of everything but always in time to bury our minds behind a curtain of sand in memory of those left behind To keep the fire burning ==================== Weijnschenk at Amazon
A poem put to music: Some secrets stare you right in the face Because they're not secret at all but are only considered one because they used to be in other times at other places But not now not here because here is the secret and the secret is beautiful (Music: Alexi Murdoch - All my Days)
Their arms wrapped around their unveiled bodies, closer than ever before. The warm water providing a soothing experience while it splashed unto that one being that once were two. Just them, some local flora and fauna and the sound of water, numbing their thoughts and fears on that tropical island. He smiled from sheer delight and knew she did too. Holding that thought he closed the shower taps, was bemused by his wrinkely fingers and stepped into bed, wet and naked.
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