The Writing Academy Is Making White The New Black.
Written by The Donnybrook Writing Academy // August 7, 2007 // Donnyblurbs // 8 Comments
-By Mackenzie Harper
Staff Writer
5 August, 2007:
The Donnybrook Writing Academy made history that will forever be treasured in the public’s collective psyche. This group of young, beautiful dukes and duchesses gathered at City Park for a picnic, some tennis, and even a human pyramid.
Onlookers clustered around the chain link court fences, snapping
photographs and cheering as the afternoon was brilliantly captured by
the lens of one Nina Barry I, a famous Pratt graduate from New York and Resident Artiste for the academy. Even The Legendary Sid Pink and filmmaker Joshua Shayne lent a hand in the conceptualization of this artful moment in time.
“I’ve never seen the Academy up close, only from afar on parade
floats and waving from ornate balconies in England,” said onlooker
Gerald Duncan, who does carpentry in the Arvada area. “They really are
exquisite, a sight to see.”
The Academy plans to have monthly or bi-monthly outings in the
future. The first batch of photos can be seen on the web site, but for
the full scoop, go to Nina Barry’s photography page.
8 Comments on "The Writing Academy Is Making White The New Black."
I literally dig your scene folks! Nice photo shoot.
Exquisite!
Summer? Makes sense for the season… Winter? Acorn? Autumn Cup? No, too much a nod to fall. And god knows we’re not ready to dust off the old wickets just yet… how about…butternut! no, no. Too seductive… Turban? Too 2001…FAIRYTALE. yes that’s it! Fairytale squash.
one-nil donnybrook! ahem. or is that a honeydew, Professor?
Definitely a good call to use all the photos in which I do *not* appear. I would take it personally – but instead, I choose to believe that you collectively understand that my mere presence undermines the ‘cool’ that any one of you [my "fellow" contributors] – if not *all* of you – engender.
I mostly just feel sorry for you. And strangely violated; in that I wasted an hour of my life dressing in my best whites and sweating it out in the summer heat.
je suis tres fatigue du l’typiche…
Uncle Sid
I had diarrhea.
Je sais, Le Grande Sid, c’est difficile etre plus chouette.
Actually, you were just there for the shortest time, so if you were to form a graph of time spent in the sun in relation to photos you’ve appeared in, there would be a direct correlation. Example: Fritz Godard, NOT present! Not in photos.
And then after you left we also discussed our deep heartfelt envy of your style and made an executive decision to keep the man out who makes us look bad!
Can I be listed as a “contributor” on the left-hand side of this page? A line-drawing of my intimidating visage could be altered to “balance the scales” and create the illusion of parity across all writers herein.
Yes. Hold on. Check your email. xo, A