Flying

Ignoring the incredible gymnastics performed by the dancers on and off and around and under and through the huts, I'm going out on a limb here, and saying that seeing Felix fly was more than any of us expected. When he finished, everyone applauded.

Each rehearsal becomes more compicated and more dense. At Saturday's rehearsal there was the band, the flying, the backhoe, Quilla, the Primordials, the dancers and the community people. There was a lot to watch. And a lot to do.
Fortunately, for those of us in the quarry, it was cloudy and damp. Not a great day for sailing (see below) but fine for being in the quarry in July. As expected, the quarry is bigger than a breadbox. We all had to trot from side to side flying the turf behind us like a sail. The first try is fine; the second time is a little tiring. By the third or fourth effort, back and forth seems very far indeed. And there's all that stuff to think about. The turf has to sail--so you have to create some wind under it. That means jogging, or trotting, or running or whatever you call it. And of course with one's arms extended over one's head and slightly behind the vertical, there's a lot of posture to think about. You'll see.

All together now

Saturday was the first rehearsal with the dancers and the community together. It was most definitely NOT the Jets and the Sharks. We played well with others.
We (the community) got to do more with turf, wrapping it around ourselves, moving with it, moving on it, and trying to learn to flip it onto ourselves--think bullfighting, and particularly, Veronica. Success was mostly at hand, although turf is not as forgiving as you might think. Rather than being able to recline on grassy hillsides, we are constantly reminded that astroturf is not grass, being rougher and less organic. In short, it itches. And the greensward which we create for ourselves will be resting on granite, when we are not resting on granite ourselves. Think about kneeling without ever letting your knees hit the ground.
We all crammed into the huts, driving the dancers higher and higher, as we crowded the desirable real estate on the ground floor.

We also got to work with somewhat remodeled Primordials--their arms are free swinging now.
Being in Q2 is a little like being one of the blind men and the elephant (did I say that last year?). We see little parts, have "learned" the ending, but snuggled into the turf as we are, we miss some of what goes on right in front of us.
Next rehearsal we get to try everything with the music, in the quarry. It's hard to remember that the gym and the field behind the elementary school are much smaller than the space we will be moving in. What is a small trot today will be a real haul .

Here is a confusion of huts and dancers and community members. And a picture of Wendee and Tawanda, holding it all together.

Playing with props

Remember these guys? They're back. (seagulls, if you don't)

Most of this week the cast of dancers and puppets has been working while the rest of you are doing whatever it is that you do. For the dancers and puppeteers that means that however hot it is, or rainy, or damp, they are focussed on the coming production, and, as is usual with an Alison Chase/Mia Kanazawa production, learning to use large props and move in gymnastic and dangerous ways.


Here are some picutures of"Primodials," in an early incarnation. Here they have sticks attached to what would be their hands--like Thai shadow puppets. These pictures are from Thursday, July 15; by Saturday, July 17, they had lost the sticks managing the arms. Now the arms flow more. and appear longer. The puppets are about 15 feet tall, and are managed here by two dancers, not unusually tall themselves. It's a balancing act, not letting the puppets get too far out of plumb, or the wind and gravity can take over.

While the boys were playing with (BIG) toys, some of the women were warming up so they could climb on the huts.

From left to right, Jade Curtis, Stephanie Fungsong and Jessica Bend do plies in 2nd position. Pretty grounded, you might think.

And then, here they are in the air.

Stay tuned.