5-4-21
I don’t know if it’s a bad habit, or an extension of one, but I have a hard time advertising myself. What I mean by that is I have a full-length play being produced here shortly and I still feel weird letting people know it’s happening. I’m content to carve out my own space of art and thrive in it, but at that same time I want to share it with the world.
It’s not as if I’m scared of my work. I’m very proud of the pieces I create. Rather, I think I’m scared of what people will imply based on my work. It’s a semi-extension of myself inasmuch as it’s something my brain made and materialized. But at that same time, I don’t know. I think it really comes down to self love.
The play is a bisexual play about coming to terms with identity and appearance. There’s discussions about love, sex, self-acceptance, masturbation, men’s underwear packages, gender, and everything in between. I love the story, I love the characters, I love the piece. But at that same time I worry about my love for myself to be able to stand in my truth.
No matter what I’ll defend my work and love what I did, but ever since I had my reawakening I’ve tried to be a source of growth rather than decay. I want to give to the world in a positive light and not a negative one. I can’t decide what people will and won’t like, but I can love what I do and can use that love to make my creations universal and human.
-E.B.
Ed Boy 