Author: Trilby Jeeves

  • The good, the bad, the wonky…anniversaries

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    Today was Mother’s Day. A special day for many. A tougher day for some. For me?… it was a strange mix. A very strange mix. One year ago, on Mother’s Day morning, I held my Dad as he died. I can barely write this as it still seems fresh and unbelievable. He was my best…

  • Always … Patsy Cline

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    I went to the opening night of “Always…Patsy Cline” because I knew my friend had a good role in the show and I enjoy supporting the company First Impressions Theatre as they’re pretty special people. As the lights dimmed, I leaned over to my friend and whispered, “I hate country music”. He whispered back, “You’re…

  • Colour in movement…

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    I’m excited. My director of my one woman show Dusty Shoes, Dean Fogal, is having an art show in Vancouver during the first weekend in May (see below). Dean’s work is full of colour, movement, symbols and is obviously inspired by his skills as a physical theatre professional. Unusual is his medium of felt, paper,…

  • Soleful heeling and more…!

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    Can I tell you about a favourite place of mine? Okay… thanks! I’ve just arrived home after a blissful couple of hours at Kalyana in Ambleside (West Vancouver). I’m deliciously relaxed and feeling a little more human than I did earlier today. I’ve been working on set in costumes for the last couple of days.…

  • RED….

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    Red.. the name of the play I saw a few days ago. Red… the colour of love, of anger, of strawberries, of blood, of carnations, of rosy cheeks, of cooked lobster, of cheeky lipstick, of eyes that have cried too much. The list goes on. Red. Red by John Logan, produced by First Impressions Theatre…

  • Sunset thoughts….

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  • End of Year 2015… turning to poetry

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  • Creativity in a Canadian Election…. Our Voices

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    I’m not a “political” person. That’s how I see myself. But, what does that actually mean? Does it mean I don’t lie, speak bafflegab, do sly underhanded things to get what I want, manipulate polls, not think about the people I live with, not care for them, not listen, take advantage of the poor (especially…

  • Love and anger… both useful?

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    Today I awoke thinking about the state of my life. It’s pretty damn good on many fronts, and yet, this year has taken me down unfamiliar challenging roads and my mind has been wandering. On May 10th, my father died in my arms. My best friend, my confident, my confidence builder, my poetic, brandy sharing…

  • Landed and left you dangling!

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    One week and 2 days ago I successfully completed my summer/fall road trip of Vancouver to Prince Edward Island and back. Sorry for leaving you dangling about my arrival. (if anyone is still reading!) I’m safe. I was lucky. Tres lucky as snow and cold temperatures were on my heels but…

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