deep breathing
last week/end’s performance was magic. and i mean that in a very grounded way – a very real-and-not-imagined way. once we got on stage for rehearsal wednesday night, in full dress but with no audience, and the music started, and julia’s operatic voice lifted to the rafters, and the hands of the musicians hit their instruments and drums and strings, i sat there and it really hit me and i realized how amazing it was, and how the music was so beautiful (huge props to musician and musical director goyo aranaga) i could listen to it for days. and then i realized…..i could. there were 3 days of rehearals and performances. and i could be present for all of them (it was my choice how many shows i did, as mine was only a supporting role). and i decided i would. and the music only got better.
in the 4 performances over the next 3 days, between going to work in the daytime and then going to the theatre and putting on our white make-up and amazing costumes and everyone in the cast being fun and talented and wonderful and amazing and getting on stage and for 90 minutes creating a dream, an offering of bodies and tears and music and sculpture and art and dance, and having the audience respond so well and participate in that with us – it was magic. the real kind.
we gave everything and more.
it was hard, sometimes, standing there in the middle of the stage, believing that that’s where i was, who i was with, what i was doing, who i am.
i was and am so grateful for everything Bad Unkl Sista has given to me.
and thank you so much to everyone who came out to support. seeing your faces, hearing your reactions – it was so important to us for you to be there.
some photos are here: Shoot That Klown: First Breath-Last Breath and here (same photog, flickr link)
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