I see only the first row but I know they span out into the wings like mountains span out to the horizon in the Adirondacks. I sing not for the ripples and tides of unemotional watching faces but to elevate my own spirit. The audience’s happiness is not as important as my own.
Is a group of people whom you attempt to entertain are who are witness to something that you do.
They watch you and see what you are doing sometimes they like it and at other times they do not.
CJ
I sat staring at the audience, waiting for their reaction. All eyes were on me and yet I couldn’t make a sound, not a movement, nothing. It was as if I had frozen, just staring at them as they stared at me. I didn’t know what I was waiting for. But anything, anything at all, was better than their silence.
ariel griswold
An scene set with modular pin pricks of pointiliste blobs of colour oulined by deep red and dark frames -waitiing on the collective outcome -an event experienced- an expectation reciprocated
The audience cheered in response to the movements presented on stage, unable to contain herself the dancer ran forward to be received by the gracious applause, she paused and bowed her head before returning to the safety and the shadows of the wings ready for the next dance!
Ashlen Harkness
I don’t like to have an audience, but I do have blue hair! Not sure if I am making a statement that says,’if you’re going to look at me then I will ***well give you something to look at’ or simply, I just love the colour blue and also like to be different!
Xylvablue
They watched. With little judgement, and equally little reassurance. Neutral to my humiliation they continued to watch, and I continued to preform for them my daily life.
They played to the audience. It seemed like old times. Like they weren’t doing it for money, They were doing it for fun.
Paula Lovell
As he stoood there in front of the crowd, his mind went blank. He couldn’t remember his speech! it was horrible, And then it came to him, he cleared his throat, shuffled his feet around, and then began his speech on memory loss!
Eric Kass
sometimes it’s not easy being the person beside or behind someone who is well known in public or within a community. having to sacrifice her and her time to the masses, even when you don’t want to. but what makes it all worth while is when her audience, her following is looking at her, the only person she’s looking at is you.
The audience is watching and they are waiting. The performer is alone on stage, surrounded by a circle of spotlight. She clutches a microphone close to her chest. The audience is waiting and they are watching. She opens her mouth.
Sarah
what a great audience, I like to take the opportunity being in front of you and all to tell you the joke about one irishmen and an englishmen. So, anyways here it is.
muray
The audience was captivated by her. Her beauty and grace flowed like water through a net.
Jenny
audience.Seems like a big word for me.Yes.It is.The audience I got to face was the worst I ever had in years! You can never expect a positive remark from them.NEVER.
an audience saw my work yesterday. They got mixed reactions.Some were happy,disgusted,elated.It was a roller coaster of emotions just by looking into their faces.
auuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuudince… people watching you !!!!
RAWR !! ! !!!!
lisa jane
The ones who listen, the ones who judge.
Welcome welcome. The audience today is now positioned on stage to an audience their own. Imagine the thoughts, imagine the ideas. Imagine the words that would start running out of their mouths. Welcome to life, where everyone is the audience and we’re all bound to judge.
Neill
the audience is always there. you want to escape it but you can’t. you just walk around and live your life with everyone watching. why is that? i don’t get it. is everyone watching? i don’t think so. but it really feels like it. it is always the same. the audience is always there. laughing at you and clapping at their favorite monkey.
Gissela Chavez
People have always been looking at me.. JUst looking. The largest audience to ever be blind, and how it makes me laugh. Watching for something real, something to mend their broken hearts. How we all need an audience and are apart of one..
Tim Brutsman
David was passionately enjoying this rare “out-of-body” experience, staring off into the immense sea of people when he finally noticed that he was not alone.
“My Lord, my audience.”
“My son, be sure to love your brothers, tell the world about my forgiveness of sins, and my saving grace.”
E p h e s i a n s C h a p t e r T w o V e r s e s E i g h t – T e n
THERE WAS A BIG STAGE AND IN THE MIDDLE OF THE PLATFORM WERE THREE CLOWNS WHO WERE PERFORMING FOR A LARGE AUDIENCE OUTSIDE OF FULLERTON, CALIFORNIA IN THE MIDDLE OF AUGUST.
lisa bethan
audience
indimenticabile
Bored, tired and bourgeois, they sit with filthy gravy stained napkins stuffed down the necks of their shirts, spitting chewed up gristle as they laugh. Schweine. Humanity, the most disgusting, stinking force that nature has to offer. Cut off my nose.
The audience was abundant. Thick and diverse they were. Staring back at me. I was cowardice. I was alone. The microphone and I were the only two, the only two who could rebuke the fiery stare of 5,000 pairs of eyes.
Henry
The curtain rose on the giraffes. The audience laughed, with excitement, at not only how agile the giraffes were but at their sheer size. They were lap giraffes!
Paul Chirico
What does an audience do? It hears. That is my message today: hearing. Clairaudience. Hearing clearly the message . Straight from the mountain top. Straight from the depths of the ocean . Straight from the heart of the galaxy. Straight from the mind of God.
Like huge audiences, when they are laughing at a comedian on stage doin a joke. I like to c the audience happy n full of laughter it makes my soul smile! I don’t think I dnow anyone who doesn’t feel the same as I do!
Amanda machado
As the audience watched,
She fell.
Humiliated.
She faded.
Never to be seen again.
The audience was staring at me. Their eyes constantly glaring with a hatred as I faltered and dropped the juggling balls. They fell, and their eyes dropped as one towards my feet, before flitting back up to my face, ugly sneers crossing their faces.
Steven
The audience threw fruit at Fred as he tap danced his little heart away. Grapes, currents, raisins and even prunes. Fred continued his dance, and even affected a limp and adjusted his rhythm to clash even worse against the background music. After all, he needed more roughage in his diet.
A group of people watching a performance. They are the judging eyes of whatever performance is in front of them, whether it is a movie, play, concert, painting, or even that of real life events. They could also be viewing those items considered inatimate, including statues and paintings.
Davis Hurlburt
I was granted an audience with the Queen. She told me she had always wanted to see me dance. I was confused because I wasn’t in any way known for my dancing. She meant something else, but what was it? What did she mean? I would have liked to have asked her, but then, just then, suddenly, I sneezed. The sneeze trumped my query, so I started to dance.
emily
Es geht darum, dass Publikum zu begeistern
die Augen zum strahlen zu bringen
sie einfach alles vergessen zu lassen.
Die Magie passiert nicht auf der Bühne
es geschieht in den Gesichter des Publikums
es liegt in den Augen, die so strahlen können.
Anuri
People watching what I do. On stage. Lights feel hot. I can’t remember my lines.
gabe varela
speeches applause
chairs adulation toastmasters hostile
jeering laughs giggles boos
flowers
plays theaters lecterns claps standing ovation plays
music concerts opera friends games sports
Jeeves
the audience is sitting in front of me, its evil with its mean glare. i hate them how they are all the same in theyr workers clothes and blue scarves.
kat
The audience roared in unison when they saw the sign “roar in exact unison, GO!”
the audience screamed in admiration as i finished the final note. the fearsome crowd that i had been afraid to stand in front of minutes age now thrilled me with their encouragement, my parents beamed from the stands. it was possibly my proudest moment.
I see only the first row but I know they span out into the wings like mountains span out to the horizon in the Adirondacks. I sing not for the ripples and tides of unemotional watching faces but to elevate my own spirit. The audience’s happiness is not as important as my own.
Is a group of people whom you attempt to entertain are who are witness to something that you do.
They watch you and see what you are doing sometimes they like it and at other times they do not.
I sat staring at the audience, waiting for their reaction. All eyes were on me and yet I couldn’t make a sound, not a movement, nothing. It was as if I had frozen, just staring at them as they stared at me. I didn’t know what I was waiting for. But anything, anything at all, was better than their silence.
An scene set with modular pin pricks of pointiliste blobs of colour oulined by deep red and dark frames -waitiing on the collective outcome -an event experienced- an expectation reciprocated
The audience cheered in response to the movements presented on stage, unable to contain herself the dancer ran forward to be received by the gracious applause, she paused and bowed her head before returning to the safety and the shadows of the wings ready for the next dance!
I don’t like to have an audience, but I do have blue hair! Not sure if I am making a statement that says,’if you’re going to look at me then I will ***well give you something to look at’ or simply, I just love the colour blue and also like to be different!
They watched. With little judgement, and equally little reassurance. Neutral to my humiliation they continued to watch, and I continued to preform for them my daily life.
They played to the audience. It seemed like old times. Like they weren’t doing it for money, They were doing it for fun.
As he stoood there in front of the crowd, his mind went blank. He couldn’t remember his speech! it was horrible, And then it came to him, he cleared his throat, shuffled his feet around, and then began his speech on memory loss!
sometimes it’s not easy being the person beside or behind someone who is well known in public or within a community. having to sacrifice her and her time to the masses, even when you don’t want to. but what makes it all worth while is when her audience, her following is looking at her, the only person she’s looking at is you.
The audience is watching and they are waiting. The performer is alone on stage, surrounded by a circle of spotlight. She clutches a microphone close to her chest. The audience is waiting and they are watching. She opens her mouth.
what a great audience, I like to take the opportunity being in front of you and all to tell you the joke about one irishmen and an englishmen. So, anyways here it is.
The audience was captivated by her. Her beauty and grace flowed like water through a net.
audience.Seems like a big word for me.Yes.It is.The audience I got to face was the worst I ever had in years! You can never expect a positive remark from them.NEVER.
an audience saw my work yesterday. They got mixed reactions.Some were happy,disgusted,elated.It was a roller coaster of emotions just by looking into their faces.
auuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuudince… people watching you !!!!
RAWR !! ! !!!!
The ones who listen, the ones who judge.
Welcome welcome. The audience today is now positioned on stage to an audience their own. Imagine the thoughts, imagine the ideas. Imagine the words that would start running out of their mouths. Welcome to life, where everyone is the audience and we’re all bound to judge.
the audience is always there. you want to escape it but you can’t. you just walk around and live your life with everyone watching. why is that? i don’t get it. is everyone watching? i don’t think so. but it really feels like it. it is always the same. the audience is always there. laughing at you and clapping at their favorite monkey.
People have always been looking at me.. JUst looking. The largest audience to ever be blind, and how it makes me laugh. Watching for something real, something to mend their broken hearts. How we all need an audience and are apart of one..
David was passionately enjoying this rare “out-of-body” experience, staring off into the immense sea of people when he finally noticed that he was not alone.
“My Lord, my audience.”
“My son, be sure to love your brothers, tell the world about my forgiveness of sins, and my saving grace.”
E p h e s i a n s C h a p t e r T w o V e r s e s E i g h t – T e n
THERE WAS A BIG STAGE AND IN THE MIDDLE OF THE PLATFORM WERE THREE CLOWNS WHO WERE PERFORMING FOR A LARGE AUDIENCE OUTSIDE OF FULLERTON, CALIFORNIA IN THE MIDDLE OF AUGUST.
audience
Bored, tired and bourgeois, they sit with filthy gravy stained napkins stuffed down the necks of their shirts, spitting chewed up gristle as they laugh. Schweine. Humanity, the most disgusting, stinking force that nature has to offer. Cut off my nose.
The audience was abundant. Thick and diverse they were. Staring back at me. I was cowardice. I was alone. The microphone and I were the only two, the only two who could rebuke the fiery stare of 5,000 pairs of eyes.
The curtain rose on the giraffes. The audience laughed, with excitement, at not only how agile the giraffes were but at their sheer size. They were lap giraffes!
What does an audience do? It hears. That is my message today: hearing. Clairaudience. Hearing clearly the message . Straight from the mountain top. Straight from the depths of the ocean . Straight from the heart of the galaxy. Straight from the mind of God.
Like huge audiences, when they are laughing at a comedian on stage doin a joke. I like to c the audience happy n full of laughter it makes my soul smile! I don’t think I dnow anyone who doesn’t feel the same as I do!
As the audience watched,
She fell.
Humiliated.
She faded.
Never to be seen again.
The audience was staring at me. Their eyes constantly glaring with a hatred as I faltered and dropped the juggling balls. They fell, and their eyes dropped as one towards my feet, before flitting back up to my face, ugly sneers crossing their faces.
The audience threw fruit at Fred as he tap danced his little heart away. Grapes, currents, raisins and even prunes. Fred continued his dance, and even affected a limp and adjusted his rhythm to clash even worse against the background music. After all, he needed more roughage in his diet.
A group of people watching a performance. They are the judging eyes of whatever performance is in front of them, whether it is a movie, play, concert, painting, or even that of real life events. They could also be viewing those items considered inatimate, including statues and paintings.
I was granted an audience with the Queen. She told me she had always wanted to see me dance. I was confused because I wasn’t in any way known for my dancing. She meant something else, but what was it? What did she mean? I would have liked to have asked her, but then, just then, suddenly, I sneezed. The sneeze trumped my query, so I started to dance.
Es geht darum, dass Publikum zu begeistern
die Augen zum strahlen zu bringen
sie einfach alles vergessen zu lassen.
Die Magie passiert nicht auf der Bühne
es geschieht in den Gesichter des Publikums
es liegt in den Augen, die so strahlen können.
People watching what I do. On stage. Lights feel hot. I can’t remember my lines.
speeches applause
chairs adulation toastmasters hostile
jeering laughs giggles boos
flowers
plays theaters lecterns claps standing ovation plays
music concerts opera friends games sports
the audience is sitting in front of me, its evil with its mean glare. i hate them how they are all the same in theyr workers clothes and blue scarves.
The audience roared in unison when they saw the sign “roar in exact unison, GO!”
to the audience who listens and write, think and dreams… a bulky throng, sweaty, hungry, sick and tired. Is a large number equal to One Large Number?
PEOPLE,VOICES,APPLAUS,LAUGHTER,SCREAMING,MUSIC,THEATER,INSTRUMENTS
the audience screamed in admiration as i finished the final note. the fearsome crowd that i had been afraid to stand in front of minutes age now thrilled me with their encouragement, my parents beamed from the stands. it was possibly my proudest moment.