Look out for the announcement, coming August 8!
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Showing posts with label creative. Show all posts
Wednesday, August 1, 2012
COUNTDOWN TO Joburg Arts Alive International Festival
Look out for the announcement, coming August 8!
Talent Promo & Development Programme
The word, Impikelelo simply means; persuasion, or rather directly, go on towards your goal, and that was exactly the agenda behind the godsend-of-a-creation of the Impikelelo Talent Promotion & Development Programme. The initiative was created in order to sustain, nurture, develop and groom emerging local talents, of every genre, from Music to Drama, and it seeks to enable aspiring artists to achieve their dreams of entering the entertainment and arts industries alike, as trained, well-groomed and like-minded individuals.
Joining up for the programme will expose vernal artists to the otherwise "closed" world of arts, and also assist them in driving towards their goals. While I am not sure whether or not there's a fee for the programme, by reading through the description of the company, which can be found here, I am certain that participation could only lead to heaps of success and life-altering opportunities.
There's currently an opportunity to do a photo shoot+ interview, which will be included on the Impikelelo website, launching Monday, August 6 2012, and the reel will be made available and ready-for-viewing throughout the next year, and information pertaining to that can be found on the Impikelelo Facebook page. However, please note that the photo session and interview will be taking place as soon as tomorrow, so make arrangements to be available, if you're interested in attending.
Labels:
acting,
Art,
casting,
creative,
development,
Drama,
Entertainment,
Impikelelo,
music,
NGO,
poetry,
promo,
talent,
television,
youth development
Thursday, June 14, 2012
If We May Just
The frame is empty,
love, my face hath
been thus removed
as a flea
from fluffy,
and there upon the rug
to ash
I metamorphose;
victim of memory
a dime short of remembrance,
tossed aside
as an old
science project
with my globes off,
shattered
across some field
against the reeds
that grow as my inveighs do,
Our heart, lest
beats no beat
just a feeling thereof,
like nothing really,
we are none
no longer one
look my love,
my face hath
thus been removed.
- By Raeez Jacobs
© Raeez Jacobs. 2012. All Rights Reserved.
love, my face hath
been thus removed
as a flea
from fluffy,
and there upon the rug
to ash
I metamorphose;
victim of memory
a dime short of remembrance,
tossed aside
as an old
science project
with my globes off,
shattered
across some field
against the reeds
that grow as my inveighs do,
Our heart, lest
beats no beat
just a feeling thereof,
like nothing really,
we are none
no longer one
look my love,
my face hath
thus been removed.
- By Raeez Jacobs
© Raeez Jacobs. 2012. All Rights Reserved.
Labels:
Art,
creative,
literature,
philosophy,
poem,
poems,
poetry,
thought
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