In honor of this weekend’s Hollywood film festivities, we bring you a piece that poet/writer K. Dana King began crafting during last year’s Academy Awards broadcast.
K. Dana King holds a rather ancient B.A. in English and History from Dickinson College in Carlisle, PA. She also attended the University of East Anglia in Norwich, England. Currently, she is pursuing a master’s degree in Literature and Writing Studies at Cal State University San Marcos. She is the proud parent of two interesting, intelligent, and talented young adults and one ornery cat.
By K. Dana King
Banter. Banter happens. Banter: “an exchange of light, playful, teasing remarks; good-natured raillery.” Banter works best when it comes from a warm heart. Self-deprecatory banter works. Improvisatory, self-deprecatory, warmhearted banter is real and powerful. We are illusions of ourselves who create illusions of others for often illusory purposes. Who are you wearing? Whose skin have you put on tonight in order to be yourself? It’s about the dresses. You tune in early and record all the channels. Later, other illusions who have become caricatures of themselves will roast the artistic illusions. Roast means to severely criticize. Banter is kind; roasting is unkind. Is this an artistic community? It is. It is an artistic community with patrons who exact tribute with the force of the Florentine aristocracy during the Renaissance. They were into clothes as well. Back then the richness of your attire reflected your power. Oh wait. That hasn’t changed. Or has it? Who dresses you? Whose riches have you borrowed? Is it hard to take yourself seriously as an artist when, in order to receive accolades on your work, you must parade your false fronts for cloying questions? Can women open a film? Indeed they can, and they can win awards for their craft. As long as they put on a pretty dress, high heels, and borrowed gems.
What’s your art?
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