As you know I’ve been hosting an open mic for developing and professional performers in Berlin for the past eight years! It’s every Sunday. I’m very proud of the community that we have built and the family that was created from this dynamic. I have seen some great up-and-coming Berlin bass comics grow develop and I admire the practice the perseverance and the desire that many of these souls have shown us.
Thank you for continuing to support us and to trust that we have a safe space for you.
Here we go for all my Latin American a Spanish-speaking friends located in Berlin! I have surrounded myself with the most beautiful creative Latinas. This has been a reality check about how much I miss that laughter, movement, and wild and uninhibited Latin energy. We are proud to represent many different parts of South America and including Spanish-speaking parts of Europe. Do you know who you are? The show is in Spanish, and yes, I understand that this promotion and this blog post are in English. Many of us are bilingual, and my phone settings are in English. So now I’m taking an opportunity before I head over to my other job. As you know, I’m a hustler, baby.
To invite you to join us this Saturday at 8 PM for a night of stand-up comedy in Spanish!
Self-healing or invisibility…
In today’s world, it seems like self-healing would be more practical but less fun.
Fire breathing came in third. It could be handy but often enough will be misinterpreted as „such an intense person to be around“. So I had to cross that one out of my desires for superpowers. Although I am always cold at night and it might be a solution for that.
Got to continue to work on my daily superpower of persistence and perseverance in developing my creative works.
Think globally act locally!
As a person who travels around the world and has had homes in three different cultures. I’ve always found it interesting how beautiful and sustainable neighborhoods and communities are. When we live within them, shop within them, support them and become a part of this circle.
This is one of the reasons why I do not shop online often. And certainly not Amazon. I have found that going out of my way is staying on the path. 🦀 Fortunately I do not have a physical disability so I can run downstairs and go to my local bakery or go to my local clothing designer. Yes, sometimes these things are a tiny bit more expensive. But the quality is so much better the connection is so important and the Value that I am receiving is often shopping once and owning an item of quality forever. This matters to me.
I’ve learned throughout the years. in my 20s I didn’t care I wanted it affordable and fashionable I was into quick fashion. presently I’m in my 40s. I’ve learned a lot and to me sustainability and a lifestyle that has a connection to the earth to caring about the products that I consume. The support I offer and receive is priceless. Caring about the people that I shop from and cross paths with not intimately but as a community member is something I am passionate about.
Retramp Gallery Reuterstraße 62 Neukölln Berlin
This question immediately brings up gender inequality, memories, and the pursuit of happiness, for I am a woman who lives life by her own rules. I have always lived boldly I have always lived fiercely, but being female & a minority, I often have been treated as if this equates to lousy behavior. My boldness has been considered rude instead of a strength.
What is golden and admirable for one gender has been seen and socialized as rude for women minorities and other (they them) boldness is seen as too much and Over the top behavior. We should raise little girls to live a bold existence to have not only a passion for expression and this includes being able to say no without an explanation that is the confidence that is what we expect and respects about each other when I say no, but I also have to be apologetic, or embarrassed which I will not be! My no, it’s clear one word a bold no I live life boldly I pursue my dreams. Sometimes I get lost in this pursuit in a forest of Creative confusion. Still, amongst all of these choices, I have fought for the freedom to be a sassy, bold, wild woman. I have immigrated to countries where I am respected for my independence and expected to marry and bear children!
If you want to catch me on stage being bold, come to Sunday Slips open mic. Every Sunday no matter what! Or my solo show Allein!
This is such a loaded question. I have so many insecurities in my writings, but most of these insecurities lead to significant challenges and the ability to grow and become a comedian. As a comedian, I had to take pen to paper repeatedly, develop my bets clean them up streamline the words. I’ve excepted the challenge, but that does not mean that I always enjoy it.
As a young child, what I most enjoyed was my beautiful handwriting. I went to a Catholic school, and the nuns made sure that we knew how to write in a very legible font how to make the letters the same size in the curves of a script, almost sensual. Very naughty undertones! I have taken on this blogging challenge to better my writings and enjoy my creative path more. At 44, in the middle of a pandemic, getting lost emotionally is easy, but this small and fantastic daily blog brings joy to a simple pleasure such as writing once again.
I don’t think anyone’s asked me this in a long time. Usually, I’m the one making other people laugh. I’ve been working as a standup comedian for the past 15 years all I guess I’ve honestly been working for the past ten years, and the first five were learning the craft becoming better. I’m still becoming better. In my opinion, I’m not even as close to my growth spurt as the people I admire in this career path. I laugh a lot at comedy shows when I see the greats.
That is just my life path. Laughter has made me understand tragedy and personal pain. But the moments where I laugh to the point where I might cry. The moments where I have to hold my stomach and fall to the ground because I’m laughing so hard, the moments when I almost Peed myself because I cannot control my laughter have almost always been with a close friend or one of my sisters. Where the silliness takes over the absurd unites us. We’re time seems to stop because the giggles are so strong that one cannot even breathe. These are usually moments about ridicule about mistakes about survival moments that no longer exist.
The last time I laughed like this was on Christmas dinner my friend Martini and I made eye contact and our cunty truth often brought us to tears of joy.
I am so grateful for all these moments. Sometimes we forget exactly what we were laughing about, but the memory of that connection of that deep, profound universal laughter of that healing sensation that is joy. I always welcome this time and time again.￼