Silently,
Awaiting the break of dawn.
Looking into the looking glass,
Staring at the sparkling stars,
She sees herself.
The stars in her eyes are fading.
She dissolves into another world,
A world of loneliness.
She knows, today is a new day,
Different.
She is scared,
Yet she's bold.
She's sad.
But she goes on.
As the stars give off their final flicker,
She wears her lovely smile,
And fades into the day.
How an artist’s expansive puppet world helped beat her sense of stage
anxiety
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Blair Tramel’s paper-mâché puppets have turned Snõõper’s punk shows into an
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