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Billy Bonkers

“How can you have rivals when no one else can do what you do?” ~ Terrence McNally, ‘Master Class’

When I was younger, and far longer than the twenty years ago when this project was created, I had a much different reading of the opening quote here. Back then I took it with all the heady hubris of a twenty-something young man – young in almost every way. 

Then time passed.

I grew up a little.

And a lot. 

And I realized that the opening words are true for everyone. 

When you realize that – truly and genuinely realize it, take it to heart and let it seep into your soul – you realize there’s no longer a need to compete. You step off the hamster wheel, you step off the scale, you step off the comparison bandwagon, and you are suddenly free. 

‘Comparison is the ultimate thief of joy.’

Or, just mind your own fucking business. 

Both are paths that lead to happier places. 

I’m not quite sure what this has to do with Divine Diva Tour, or why I’m even writing it now, but posting this project from twenty years ago has me intermingling the past with the present. To ignore the evolution that’s progressed in these past two decades is to do a grave disservice to the riches of retrospect at hand. 

These are the sort of riches that can never be found in a jewelry box or bank, they cannot be saved or purchased or bought, they can only be experienced. 

Once upon a time I sold the story to myself that I was divine, and I believed it because I believed everyone was divine. Egalitarian hubris, perhaps. Vanity that candles itself out in the celebration, adoration and devotion to others. 

And the shadow of manipulation that saw it all through glasses far darker than rose. 

~ The Divine Diva Tour: A Fairy’s Tale ~

  1. Pink Frilly Fairy: Part OnePart Two, and Part Three
  2. Homage to Herb: Part One, Part Two and Part Three
  3. A Purple-Hued Interlude
  4. Style & Panache: Part One, Part Two, Part Three and Part Four.
  5. Purple Puff Confection: Part OnePart Two, Part Three and Part Four.
  6. A Blue-Hued Interlude
  7. Fuchsia Fabulousness: Part One. Part Two and Part Three.
  8. Bad Boy Bangs: Part OnePart Two. and Part Three.
  9. Vanity Under Where: Part One, Part Two. and Part Three.
  10. Sugar Plum Ballerina: Part OnePart Two, and Part Three.
  11. A Pool Frolic: Part OnePart Two. and Part Three.
  12. A Cemetery Interlude: Part One and Part Two.
  13. Powder Blue Fur Doll: Part One, Part Two, and Part Three.
  14. A Milky Interlude 
  15. Rock Out, Cock Out/ Hang Out, Wang Out: Part OnePart Two, and Part Three.
  16. Cocktail Cocktale: Part One and Part Two.
  17. A Fairy’s Interlude: Part One and Part Two.
  18. Willy Wonkers: Part One and Part Two.

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A Man With An Umbrella of Ribbons

Tying ribbons to the tips of a black umbrella made for a mad scene beside a graveyard. 

Snow fell on that day.

He didn’t need the sunglasses unless he was trying to hide the eyeshadow. 

A slim gray suit, all three pieces, borrowed from a boyfriend. 

Twenty years later, neither of us can fit into that suit, but it’s still a pretty thing.

Time turns us inside out. 

“A performance is a struggle.

You have to win.

The audience is the enemy.

We have to bring you to your knees because we’re right. 

If I’m worried about what you’re thinking about me, I can’t win.

Art is domination. 

It’s making people think that for that precise moment in time there is only one way, on voice. 

Yours.”

~ Terrence McNally ‘Master Class’

~ The Divine Diva Tour: A Fairy’s Tale ~

  1. Pink Frilly Fairy: Part OnePart Two, and Part Three
  2. Homage to Herb: Part One, Part Two and Part Three
  3. A Purple-Hued Interlude
  4. Style & Panache: Part One, Part Two, Part Three and Part Four.
  5. Purple Puff Confection: Part OnePart Two, Part Three and Part Four.
  6. A Blue-Hued Interlude
  7. Fuchsia Fabulousness: Part One. Part Two and Part Three.
  8. Bad Boy Bangs: Part OnePart Two. and Part Three.
  9. Vanity Under Where: Part One, Part Two. and Part Three.
  10. Sugar Plum Ballerina: Part OnePart Two, and Part Three.
  11. A Pool Frolic: Part OnePart Two. and Part Three.
  12. A Cemetery Interlude: Part One and Part Two.
  13. Powder Blue Fur Doll: Part One, Part Two, and Part Three.
  14. A Milky Interlude 
  15. Rock Out, Cock Out/ Hang Out, Wang Out: Part OnePart Two, and Part Three.
  16. Cocktail Cocktale: Part One and Part Two.
  17. A Fairy’s Interlude: Part One and Part Two.
  18. Willy Wonkers: Part One.

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Willy Wonkers

Culturally-deficient confession: I have never seen any iteration of the Willy Wonka movies. 

Not the original with Gene Wilder, nor any of the remakes with Johnny Depp or Timothee Chalamet. 

Am I missing anything?

I am aware of the visuals, however, and they inform this darker and more sinister take on the top-hatted cultural icon. It marks another turn in the Divine Diva Tour, and the fairy has another tale to tell.

“Where is fancy bred? In the heart or in the head?”

“The story is about the opposite aspects of one and the same person; that which pushes him to escape into a faraway world of adventure and fantasy, and the other part which keeps him bound to common practicality – his id and his ego, the manifestation of the reality principle and the pleasure principle.” ~ Bruno Bettelheim

Shadows and outlines, the man who is there, the man who is not there, the man who will never be.

There or anywhere. 

“There’s no earthly way of knowing which direction we are going.”

~ The Divine Diva Tour: A Fairy’s Tale ~

  1. Pink Frilly Fairy: Part OnePart Two, and Part Three
  2. Homage to Herb: Part One, Part Two and Part Three
  3. A Purple-Hued Interlude
  4. Style & Panache: Part One, Part Two, Part Three and Part Four.
  5. Purple Puff Confection: Part OnePart Two, Part Three and Part Four.
  6. A Blue-Hued Interlude
  7. Fuchsia Fabulousness: Part One. Part Two and Part Three.
  8. Bad Boy Bangs: Part OnePart Two. and Part Three.
  9. Vanity Under Where: Part One, Part Two. and Part Three.
  10. Sugar Plum Ballerina: Part OnePart Two, and Part Three.
  11. A Pool Frolic: Part OnePart Two. and Part Three.
  12. A Cemetery Interlude: Part One and Part Two.
  13. Powder Blue Fur Doll: Part One, Part Two, and Part Three.
  14. A Milky Interlude 
  15. Rock Out, Cock Out/ Hang Out, Wang Out: Part OnePart Two, and Part Three.
  16. Cocktail Cocktale: Part One and Part Two.
  17. A Fairy’s Interlude: Part One and Part Two.

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A Fairy Finds Himself In a Forest

The Divine Diva Tour: A Fairy’s Tale focuses on the second half of its title, as our journey shifts into a more fairy-tale oriented atmosphere, starting with this glimpse into the forest. It’s a place featured in pivotal points of most fairy tales – it is danger and risk, power and might, magic and charm, transformation and realization – sometimes all at once. For the purposes of this 2005 journey, the fairy and the forest provide fertile prancing ground for reconciling childhood and make-believe, and the beginning of the discernment between fantasy and reality. 

~ The Divine Diva Tour: A Fairy’s Tale ~

  1. Pink Frilly Fairy: Part OnePart Two, and Part Three
  2. Homage to Herb: Part One, Part Two and Part Three
  3. A Purple-Hued Interlude
  4. Style & Panache: Part One, Part Two, Part Three and Part Four.
  5. Purple Puff Confection: Part OnePart Two, Part Three and Part Four.
  6. A Blue-Hued Interlude
  7. Fuchsia Fabulousness: Part One. Part Two and Part Three.
  8. Bad Boy Bangs: Part OnePart Two. and Part Three.
  9. Vanity Under Where: Part One, Part Two. and Part Three.
  10. Sugar Plum Ballerina: Part OnePart Two, and Part Three.
  11. A Pool Frolic: Part OnePart Two. and Part Three.
  12. A Cemetery Interlude: Part One and Part Two.
  13. Powder Blue Fur Doll: Part One, Part Two, and Part Three.
  14. A Milky Interlude 
  15. Rock Out, Cock Out/ Hang Out, Wang Out: Part OnePart Two, and Part Three.
  16. Cocktail Cocktale: Part One and Part Two.
  17. A Fairy’s Interlude: Part One.

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Trump is such a Cuck

And so is anyone who still supports this moron.

The world is laughing at him, and US. 

#FAFO

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Oz Dusk-esque

This isn’t some set piece from ‘Wicked’ – it is the eerie way the lighting looked for our local Macy’s building at Colonie around dusk the other night. A visit to the mall – an increasingly rare expedition for someone who once made the mall his home many, many years ago – is what prompted this negative post. It does appear as though in-person retail shopping is falling by the wayside, based on the dwindling stock and questionable customer service in a store like Macy’s.

On this recent visit, the floor was more apparent than ever. That sounds ridiculous to say, but I never used to notice the floor in any department store because it was always obscured by rows of racks and stacks of merchandise. Now there is more empty floor space than goods, leaving a stark sense of sparseness that might work for fancier fare like Dior or Gucci, but falls apart when you’re looking for variety and choices. 

Everything has shifted online, which is maddening for a recovering-perfectionist who still wants to see how colors and fabrics look in real life and not be bothered with the risk of having to return something because it appeared entirely different online than it is in person. 

Alas, I am a curmudgeonly dinosaur, still hanging on to some semblance of the past, further serving my jurassic image. Cue the roar of the rex. 

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The Stars Line Up

Stars are tricky entities to capture in a photo, at least in my incapable hands and antiquated phone. Instead, I give you a sad approximation of the stars in the sky – always somehow more resplendent in person, when the night surrounds you, and the sound of a spring evening sets the heart to reminiscing. This song is a moody take on the starlit moment, courtesy of the brilliance that is Marianne Faithfull’s ‘A Secret Life’ album

The stars line upThe stars line up for me tonightThe stars line upThe stars line up tonight to seeTo see who we are, babyAnd write our namesHigh up inside the sky

The majority of music there is aligned with fall memories, but for some reason this one speaks to me of later winter and spring, after we’ve made it through those dark early days of fall and winter. This one cracks the ice when its chords resolve in the midsection. 

I lined them up for youThe time is clearWhat else is there to do?

As if music could ever resolve the mysteries of starlight, as if starlight could ever illuminate the mysteries of the heart, as if the heart could ever give meaning to the stars… and on and on and on the fairy’s wing beats. 

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Dazzler of the Day: Caleb Marshall

Known as The Fitness Marshall, Caleb Marshall has crafted a fitness empire and made himself into the world’s foremost fitness pop star of the moment. (He also brings back the booty to these booty-starved posts, simply scroll down.) For those reasons alone, he is crowned Dazzler of the Day. I first started following The Fitness Marshall after laughing hysterically to a clip of him doing a Halloween fitness as Richard Simmons in which his wig flew off mid-routine. Along with Allison Florea and Haley Jordan, Caleb has focused on an inclusivity for all types of bodies and people who just want to get in better shape, and has become a must-watch sensation even if you’re not going in the workouts. Check out The Fitness Marshall website here

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Don’t Be Daunted

Today’s lesson in gardening is a lesson for life.

Every year as spring arrives, I’m faced with the daunting prospect of cleaning the entire yard of winter wreckage and rot. This usually takes about 40 to 50 filled lawn bags, and as I step into the yard with the first bag in hand, I always think it’s an impossible task. For years, this gave me hesitation, and it was often difficult to even begin the process because the idea of filling even ten bags seemed insurmountable. My mind was creating an impasse before I even began filling one bag, and I would look around at the yard, which normally felt small and manageable, and think it was endless. 

For a few years, I tried to trick my brain into embracing the process. At that time in my life, I was accustomed to having a constant stream of sound fed into my head – earphones (this was long before the earbud), stereos, sound systems – they kept my head filled with music, but looking back, no matter how fierce a Madonna song might have been, it was all just noise. Like most of us, I was once uncomfortable in silence. The yearly yard-clean-up was my enforced return to quiet and stillness, and though it was jarring at the onset, after a few hours I felt the relaxed ease into a more natural state of quiet – the way the body will often return to its natural calm. This method worked, as my yard cleaning became a sort of meditation that drowned out the chaos of the rest of the world, and the noise that ran about in my head. It till has that effect, and I still worm my way into a meditative state after a few hours of outside work, but there is a greater lesson that translates into everyday life.

Over the last couple of years, whenever I felt the seemingly impossible expanse of yard work looming impassable in my path, I would stop my brain from its automatic resistance to the totality of the operation, and simply focus on the very next step ahead of me. The idea, and very real impossibility, of filling 40 lawn bags on that first day of clean-up is not an idea anyone can overcome. However, I could easily fill one or two, or even five bags, at a single time, and that’s what I trained my brain to focus on – not the totality of the process, but the very basic first step. It was a freeing moment, because I also understood that the barrier to beginning was only in my head, and since then I’ve applied the process to any challenging situations that at first feels too formidable to conquer. Very rarely do our greatest accomplishments happen in one fell swoop – anything worth completing is going to take time and effort, and likely repeated attempts and trials, but if we distill it to one manageable step at a time, everything becomes possible. 

Baby steps. 

Because sometimes babies aren’t that stupid

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Dazzlers of the Day: The Crafty Lumberjacks

It’s a rarity to have two people named as Dazzlers of the Day at the same time, but sometimes a package deal is the very finest deal. Dennis Setteducati and Andrew Boza first met on a production of ‘Fiddler on the Roof’, and have been in a self-described show-mance ever since. They have taken their love of crafting and holidays and turned it into a full-fledged career, fueled by a theatrical flair that informs their presentations and sets them apart from more staid crafters. Check out their website here, as well as their charming and refreshingly-candid social media presence

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#TinyThreads: An Insignificant Series

Brick and mortar retail seems to be dead.

It is worth mourning. 

#TinyThreads

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The Shoreline of Upstate New York

Things are not always what they seem

At quick first glance, this looks like it’s some beautifully blue patch of sea fronted by a few pretty pine trees along the shore. It could be a stretch of Maine or California coast, or something along Cape Cod. Happy thoughts, all of them, ideal for daydreams when spring is slow to come. A little make-believe is required to get through the dark reality of the present moment.

The reality of this scene is that a distinct bank of clouds hung low in the sky, starkly delineated, and at just the right position to make it appear that the sky was the sea, and the clouds the sky. 

Andy noticed it first, and I took a few pictures as we followed its expansive reach over the bridge into Amsterdam.  

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Who Would Write Such a Thing?!

As seen on social media: “They should invent a baby that isn’t stupid.

And I swear it wasn’t my social media

On God.

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#TinyThreads: An Insignificant Series

When planning an outfit I like to start with a strong accessories plan, then throw it all out at the last minute. 

It’s a twisted variation on Coco Chanel’s idea that one should take off the last thing one put on before going out for the night. 

It’s all just fashion anyway. 

#TinyThreads

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Tuesday Jonquils

The jaunty jonquil, sign-bearer of spring in beauty and delicate fragrance, has heralded the arrival of slightly warmer weather. It looks up at the sun, seemingly as thankful as we are for its warmth and light. It also shudders in the wind, shivering the way we might when the sun hides behind the plentiful clouds. 

On the morning these photos were taken, the sun was out and about, and the day looked to be kind. Spring sometimes starts in fits and spurts, and we accept the sun as it comes. 

These are happy sights, worth slowing down and taking a moment to appreciate. To savor. To get down on the ground beside them and bring your nose to their wispy perfume. 

A reminder of what matters.

And that none of it lasts forever. 

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