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- Name: Walter
- Subject: Physical Theatre
- Tutor: Bim
- Date: 6th February 03
Has found solid clown persona - both in the look and movement - very good in the soft and light. Good in the pretentious. Voice is going in right direction but not quite there yet. Need to simplify ideas and do less with more effect. Be more selective with ideas and then work them to their limit. In presentation tends to shuffle so hold strong immobility. Sometimes finds it hard to sustain internal stupidity or external qualities of movement. In devising set up small research tasks to discover ideas (e.g. with object) rather than thinking them up.
Walter (though the form doesn't show, the following is written by Rod Laver)
Still showing great commitement and organization to the cause of improving your juggling. Some good analysis and problem solving on glitches and way of improving tricks and techniques. Your progress has varied and will not always follow a regular upward curve - but that is juggling. Much of the rest of the course will be about choosing and developing a style for your juggling whilst continuing to add new tricks and push your technique further.
After showing me the page, Rod and I spoke briefly. Basically, it
was another good review. Rod especially pointed out that he
appreciates my ability to problem solve. He said that it is a
good quality for someone who is going to be a teacher.
After my tutorial, I headed home in the rain. I got home, went to
the store and did a little shopping, and then settled in for the
night, watching some star trek on TV.
03/04/03
Day Ninety-two:This should
be a short entry: I arrived at school around 8:50. There was
nobody leading the warm-up this morning (and I suspect there will
not be many group led warm-ups from now on.) I did my own warm up
by working on my cigar boxes for a while. At 9:30 it was time for
conditioning. However there was some confusion about the
scheduling. Because it is Aerial Intensive week, the aerialists
were under the impression that they didn't have to go to
conditioning, but would be spending the entire day doing aerial.
This is what they did. Anyhow, Liz normally teaches two
conditioning classes, so because there were so few around to take
her class, she decided to combine the two classes, and teach
conditioning during the second scheduled session (from
11:30-1:00.)
So at 9:40ish, I headed up to the office to do the cleaning. I
did the cleaning in the office and hallway. While I was doing
this, I asked Bim about a wig for my piece. Before I was done
with the cleaning, Bim brought me a wig.
After the cleaning was done, I took the wig, 3 cigar boxes, and
my headphones and went looking for Liz because she said she could
help me learn some simple Tango steps for my piece. I found her
in the South Wing, watching the aerial class. It was neat going
in there. They had the flying trapeze net up. It was huge, and
took up almost the entire room. It looked like they were having
fun. Anyhow, Liz and I went over to Studio 2, and she spent about
20 minutes with me showing me some steps. It was very helpful,
and I should have no problem incorporating those steps into my
routine.
After my short session with Liz, I headed over to the gym and
spent until 11:30 in there, practicing my juggling.
At 11:30 I headed over to Studio 2 for my conditioning class. For
some reason my body was feeling rather useless, and I was getting
very little done in the class. I almost walked out of the class,
but decided to stick it out.
At 1:00, I headed up to have my lunch. I had a baked potato and
some beans. I needed something sweet, so I decided to walk to the
nearby sandwich shop and get a flapjack. I also picked up a
caramel shortcake for Cat. Phil joined me for the walk over
there. Upon returning, I found Cat and gave her the shortcake,
and then headed over to the gym for the PT practice session.
It took us a few minutes to get organized, but once we did, I
found myself working with Pascal and Phil for this assignment. We
decided to have me talk about fire, Pascal talk about darkness,
and Phil talk about death. As each of us talks about these
universal fears, the other two stand back behind the person and
poke fun at these fears. We worked on it for about an hour. Once
we had some basic ideas down, we decided to call it a day. We
will be presenting these tomorrow.
I spent the next hour and a half practicing in the gym. My cigar
box routine is getting a little more solid, but I still have
trouble with it being so fast. I am trying to focus on control. I
think I should have it down by the end of this week.
At 4:30ish, I decided to walk into Kingswood and check out the
charity shops. My goal was to find a costume for my character. I
didn't have much luck, but I did find a pair of trousers. They
are several sizes too big for me, and also several sizes too
short for me. They should make good pants for a funny character.
They were only £4, so I bought them.
Upon returning, I hung out in the gym for a while, and then
decided to head home while there was still some light. I got
home, and did a little work on the computer (I did some music
editing for Fabian.) And I had some dinner, and then headed off
to bed around 8:30.
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03/05/03
Day Ninety-three:Arrived at
school around 9:00am. I did some juggling during the warm-up
session. It seems we pretty much don't have TTs leading the
warm-ups anymore. They warned us this would happen, but there was
never an official announcement that it had happened. Oskar and I
have made plans to use the ½ hour every morning to work on our
passing patterns. Our eight club passing is getting more solid,
and I want us to get nine solid. I would like to do a nice club
passing routine with him in the end of the year show.
At 9:30 it was time for Movement. There was some confusion at the
beginning as to whether or not we would have this class today.
Partially because it is Aerial intensive week, and someone had
mentioned that Helen was in London. However, Bim showed up
holding notes obviously handed to him by Helen, and he taught the
class. Bim started the class off with a game of Giants Dwarfs and
Wizards. We played several rounds of that game. After the warm-up
game, Bim let us know that we would be working with character
this morning. He asked us to pick a character we wanted to work
on. I chose my janitor character from my project. For the first
exercise, Bim had us walk around the room and slowly take on the
characteristics of our character. To help us along, he asked us a
bunch of questions. I wish I could have written down all the
questions, because they were very good questions that helped us
analyse our posture, movement, rhythm, gestures, etc. Then Bim
had us continue to walk in our character, and slowly incorporate
our voices into it. I found this difficult because I hadn't
planned on having my character do any talking. Eventually Bim had
us greet each other in our character, and start short
conversations. I focused on my character having lost his broom,
and was going around asking people if they knew where it was. For
the next exercise, Bim had us go outside with our character, and
let him/her wander around outside, and interact with the outside
world, including other people. Bim warned us not to go up to
strangers, because they might not understand what we are up to,
but that it was okay to talk to Mervin, the groundskeeper,
because he was used to stuff like this happening. I found this
amusing. While outdoors with my character, I gave my character a
task, in order to keep myself focused and maintain my character
for the entire time I was outside. The task I gave myself was
simply picking up trash on the floor. This seemed an appropriate
task, considering my character was a janitor. I even went to the
bathroom in character. I ran into Polly and Ashling when I came
out. I remember Polly looking at me strangely and asking me what
I was doing, and Ashling piped in with something like, "Oh
there is a bunch of them wandering around acting strange like
that." I had a brief conversation with them while still in
character. I suddenly noticed that none of the others were out
and about. I must have missed Bim calling us in while I was in
the loo. I headed back to Studio 2, and sure enough everyone was
back inside. Bim noticed me walk in the door still in character,
and the moment I entered, he told me I could relax. Next we all
sat there, and discussed how it felt to go outside and be in our
character. There were various different opinions, but many agreed
that by putting their character in a real environment (not just
the confines of Studio 2) they were able to explore realistic
elements of their characters. For the final exercise, Bim had us
work with a partner. We each took turns "sculpting" our
partner to make them look like our character, and then teaching
our partner how to move. Once we taught out partner how to look
and move like our character, we walked behind them, observing,
and making small corrections if needed. I found this to be an
interesting, and very useful exercise, because though you can be
fully aware of what your body is doing when you are moving about
as your character, you can't truly step out of him/her and walk
around and see it from different angles. Being able to see my
character in this detail made me question some things about him.
At the end of class, Bim gave us our homework assignment. For
next week we are required to write an autobiography of our
character. He didn't mention how long it had to be. I imagine
they don't want a book, but just something that gives details
about the character, his background, and his world views. It
should be fun/interesting to write.
After Movement class, I had a nice long break from 11:00 until
2:00pm. I firs hung out in the lunchroom, chatting with some
people. I didn't bring any lunch with me, so I needed to sort
something out. Ashling gave me directions to a nearby grocery
store that I hadn't heard of called Somerfield. Apparently they
have really good bargains. I decided to walk over there. On my
way over there, I ran into Phil who had decided to go home for
the long break. He gave me a ride part of the way to Somerfield
in his car. At the store, I bought myself some bread, humus, a
tomato, and a couple of other things. I then walked back to
Circomedia. Once back in the lunchroom, I ate my food, and
watched a video of juggling from the library. I found this video
clip of Jason Garfield competing in the IJA when he was just a
kid. It was amusing to watch, because his stage persona was very
different from the Jason Garfield I have met and seen perform.
Around 1:00pm I headed over to Studio 2 and spent an hour working
on my juggling. I mostly focused on my cigar boxes.
At 2:00pm it was time for PT. Bim started the class off by having
us present the assignment we had been given, and had worked on
yesterday. Once again the presentation didn't go as well as we
hoped it would. Like last week, we put in a valiant effort, but
Bim let us know that we were not successful. The assignment was
for one person to talk about a universal fear while the other 2-3
people behind them would make fun of that fear. Apparently
Pascal, Phil and I did too much of just mimicking what the
speaker was saying and didn't get in enough inversions.
Apparently we need to focus on taking something that seems normal
and letting it slowly morph into its opposite as it builds in
intensity. Basically, letting extreme emotions become their
opposite. An example Bim gave was that the spasms of death can
become an orgasm. This carnival stuff is hard. For the next
exercise Bim had us work with a partner. I worked with Phil. For
this exercise, Bim wanted us to stand in front of our partner and
take turns coming up with sentences. One person would say a
random sentence, say, for example, "The pickles taste lovely
with mustard." Then the other person would have to quickly
come up with another sentence that starts with the last word of
the previous sentence, (e.g. "Mustard and ketchup are my two
favourite things to put on a hamburger.") Then for the next
exercise one person would say a random sentence, (e.g. "Rain
is wet and uncomfortable.") and the other person would chant
several words that rhymed with the last word of that sentence,
and then pick one of those words and create a new sentence. And
the other person would in turn do the same with the new sentence.
Then for the final exercise in this set of exercise, Bim had us
work with alliterations. The exercise was similar, but instead of
finding words that rhyme with the last word we found
alliterations of that word, and made a new sentence using
alliterations of that word. After going through these three
versions of this exercise, Bim had us work alone and call out
lines from a song or children's rhyme, and follow each line with
a new sentence created with one or some or all of the techniques
we just practiced with our partner. This was bizarre, and
difficult. Next Bim had us work with our partners again, and this
time, one person would stand and listen while the other person
talked about something. The topic had to be something mundane,
and normal (e.g. I spoke of borrowing money from the bank, and
the responsibilities that are involved in borrowing money.) While
talking about their subject, the speaker would find moments to go
off into some of these random sentences that come out. This was
very bizarre to watch/listen to. (At this point my memory gets a
little fuzzy-for some reason I didn't take very good notes on
this class.) The final exercise (as memory serves me,) involved
us all standing around in a circle. We did the Agatha Christy
detective scenario thing again, but this time instead of asking
for things that we shouldn't do in society (social fears,) we
reversed it, and took things we "shouldn't do" and
suggested doing them. (e.g. "Pee in the swimming
pool!") This was a fun exercise.
After PT class was over, I basically had the rest of the
afternoon to work on my juggling. I spent a lot of time working
on my cigar box routine. I am having difficulty with it because
it is so fast paced (trying to keep up with the music.) But with
all the practice I have put in, it is getting closer and closer
to being solid. I feel like I won't have too much trouble getting
it solid in the next 2 weeks.
I rode my bike home around 6:00pm.
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03/07/03
Day Ninety-five: Headed out
the door on my bike into what was a very, very cold, and wet
morning. I arrived at school shortly before 9:00am, and spent 20
minutes of the warm-up session passing clubs with Oskar again. He
only wanted to pass clubs for 20 minutes because he needed 10
minutes to warm-up before his Acrobatics class at 9:30.
From 9:30 until 11:30 I had nothing scheduled, and nowhere to
practice (except the South Wing, but it was much too cold in
there.) So I used the two hours to start making copies of the
videos of the presentations that I don't have yet. I am trying to
get a copy of everything that we have done. And not just of the
projects I have been involved in, but all the others as well. I'm
sure they will be of some value in the future. Unfortunately all
the videos I am making right now are in PAL format, and when I
return to the States, I won't be able to watch them until I get
them converted. I am thinking about getting a dual format VCR
when I get back to save the hassle. Plus, I might want to send
videos to my European friends in the future.
At 11:30 it was time for Performance class. This class was a
continuation from last weeks class (which I confess I haven't
written about yet.) Bim started the class off with the winking
murder game. Twice during that game I thought I had picked out
the murderer, but I was mistaken. It is a very fun game. The meat
of the class was identical to last weeks class save one detail.
We all stood in a circle while we took turns talking to the
class. Last week we were told to speak about something we felt
passionately about (either something that made us feel good, or
something that made us angry.) Last week I spoke about homeless
people who are wasting their life away when they could be doing
constructive things with their life. This week, Bim gave us
instructions to speak passionately about this topic again, but to
take the opposite side of it. So in my case, I had to speak
positively about homeless people. It was an interesting exercise.
Last week the same exercise invoked a lot of seriousness. This
version of the assignment was hilarious. We couldn't stop
laughing at moments. When taken to extreme, the arguments seem
ridiculous and the original message seems all that clearer. I was
reading an article posted on the James Randi Educational
Foundation and it made me think of this exercise. I would like to
share that article (from: http://randi.org/jr/030703.html ):
CRYSTAL homeopathy combines the principles of homeopathic medicine with the healing power of crystals." That's the claim made in www.the-crystal-chamber.net, a site offering very special crystals for sale. "These crystals, while they were forming in caves over thousands of years, have picked up minute, homeopathic quantities of substances that will benefit you through their influence on your aura."
Does this sound like complete garbage to you? A Feedback reader who we shall call Gareth Thomas thought it did, so he posted a "provocative enquiry" at www.ukpagan.com, a site where believers in all things mystical gather to discuss matters of common interest. Using the pseudonym "disturber," he challenged believers in such therapies to convince him that they had any effect whatsoever other than providing vague emotional satisfaction. He singled out the claims made for crystal homeopathy as being "transparent balderdash."
The response from ukpagan devotees was immediate and irate. Some were so rude the forum's moderators had to remove the posts. All insisted on the validity of their beliefs, some even referring to theoretical physics to support them. None questioned the claims of crystal homeopathy.
Thomas persisted. He copied the full crystal homeopathy text from the Crystal Chamber site into ukpagan and criticized it sentence by sentence, declaring it a cynical, scientifically groundless scam. Still, no one agreed. Yet more people wrote heated posts defending crystal homeopathy and branding Thomas a cynic.
What none of them knew was that Thomas had created the Crystal Chamber site himself and that "crystal homeopathy" was his own invention. Depressed by the abundance of absurd claims for quack alternative therapies, he had set up the site as a credulity experiment.
He continued to have fun with it, posing for a while on ukpagan under a new pseudonym as the Crystal Chamber's proprietor and enlisting enthusiastic support for his site. One "crystal expert" even offered to help him run the business.
But all good things have to end. If you now click on the top left corner of www.the-crystal-chamber.net, you get a statement that begins: "Nothing in this site makes any sense. It was all made up in a few hours to test susceptibility and gullibility." And Thomas has posted a final message on ukpagan explaining that the site and all his previous messages have been hoaxes.
Meanwhile, no wallets have been harmed by his experiment. He has torn up the checks sent to him by people who wanted to buy his crystals and refunded credit card sales.
His one regret now that it's all over is that he resisted the temptation to claim on his website that his crystals had been "mined by elves."
So in other words,
by arguing the opposite view, and taking it to extreme, you show
how ridiculous that view can be. I asked Bim at the end of class
if this exercise had anything to do with the Carnival that we are
studying in PT at the moment, and he told me that "of course
it does."
After Performance class, I basically had the entire afternoon off
to do what I wanted. I could have gone to the Acro for Idiots
class, but I opted instead to stay in the video room and continue
making copies of the presentations. I know it is going to take me
hours and hours to finish making copies of all the tapes, and I
want to get it done now, not towards the end of the year when
everyone is trying to get in there to make copies.
At 4:30 it was time for the Aerial Intensive Week Presentations.
It was fun to watch their presentation. It was basically a
chari-vari (spell?) of skills that they had learned over the
week. As a performance piece it had too many moments of split
focus, but it was fun to watch them cram all these new skills
into about 15 minutes worth of aerial stuff.
After the Aerial Presentation, I spent about 45 minutes working
with Polly on her piece. We made a significant amount of
progress. I made plans to meet with her on Sunday to work on it
some more. I think she is feeling more confident about it now.
She already has several hilarious moments in her piece.
After working with Polly, I spent ½ an hour working on my cigar
box routine. Around 7:20 I got ready to head home. Jeremiah had
told me he wanted to ride with me, and he waited until I was done
with my practicing. When Jeremiah and I went to get out bikes, he
discovered that Michel had locked his bike to Jeremiah's bike.
Jeremiah went looking for Michel, but couldn't find him anywhere.
I suspected, being the end of the week that he had headed up to a
pub in Kingswood with some of the students. So I headed out on my
bike to go find him. I arrived at the pub (I think it is called
Soapy Joes) where Yam, Michelle, and Avital all work. They hadn't
seen Michel, but gave me his phone number. I went to a payphone
and called him. Apparently he had gone out with Fabian to the
store, and had just returned when I called him. Anyhow, long
story/short, I got very wet on my ride out looking for Michel. I
got back to Circomedia, and the three of us headed down the hill
on our bikes.
I settled in for the night, leaving a note for Mandy letting her
know that I was choosing not to go to the festival tomorrow, that
I needed to work on my project.
There was this man who was in a horrible accident, and was injured. But the only permanent damage he suffered was the amputation of both of his ears. As a result of this "unusual" handicap, he was very self-conscious about his having no ears.
Because of the accident, he received a large sum of money from the insurance company. It was always a dream of his to own a business, so he decided with all this money he had, he now had the means to own a business. So he went out and purchased a small, but expanding computer firm. But he realized that he had no business knowledge at all, so he decided that he would have to hire someone to run the business.
He picked out three top candidates, and interviewed each of them. The first interview went really well. He really liked this guy. His last question for this first candidate was, "Do you notice anything unusual about me?" The guy said, "Now that you mention it, you have no ears." The man got really upset and threw the guy out.
The second interview went even better than the first. This candidate was much better than the first. Again, to conclude the interview, the man asked the same question again, "Do you notice anything unusual about me?" This guy also noticed, "Yes, you have no ears." The man was really upset again, and threw this second candidate out.
Then he had the third interview.. The third candidate was even better than the second, the best out of all of them. Almost certain that he wanted to hire this guy, the man once again asked, "Do you notice anything unusual about me?" The guy replied "Yeah, you're wearing contact lenses."
Surprised, the man then asked, "Wow! That's quite perceptive of you! How could you tell?"
The guy burst out laughing and said, "Well, You can't wear glasses if you don't have any ears!"
I decided that to
present this to the class, I wouldn't do it in the order he
specified (tricks, impressions, jokes,) but would mix it up, and
make it more of a routine. For my impressions, I used the joke as
a vehicle for showing them off. Placing the cigar boxes stacked,
and cradled in my right arm, and lifting my left arm (holding an
imaginary torch,) I did an impression of the Statue of Liberty to
indicate the story took place in New York. Holding the boxes
stacked end to end vertically, I indicated that the story took
place in a very tall office building (skyscraper.) I created 5
characters for the story (the three men, the secretary, and the
boss.) I used the three cigar boxes to represent the three men.
When any of the three men were talking, I placed a cigar box
behind each ear to amplify the fact that they had ears, and the
boss didn't. The secretary I imitated by placing two boxes on
their sides on the floor, and then placing my heels on the edge
of each box (to look like I am wearing high heals,) and holding
the other box like a tray, miming a cup of coffee being served.
For the boss, I put one of the boxes down and used the other two
to look like a clipboard being held in my hand. The one other
impression I did was at the very beginning of the routine. I held
three boxes, ready to do a 3-box toss start (for this you hold
all three boxes stacked like books, toss them into the air with a
slight spin, grab the outside boxes with each hand and capture
the middle box in between them.) However, I purposefully did it
wrong, so that I catch the box in the middle sideways, and the
structure I am holding, when balanced vertically, looks like a
crucifix. Once holding the boxes in that position, I went into a
brief skit infomercial selling Mother Teresa signed
crucifixes-"Are you constantly being plagued by vampires?
Well, fear no more
bla, bla, bla
" The order I
presented it went like this: Opening vampire skit, some simple
tricks, tell the joke using impressions, and finish with harder
tricks. We had until 10:30 to work on it, and then we each
presented what we had put together. Each person did his or her
presentation a little differently. They all were good in some
respect. However, everyone agreed that Jeremiah's was the
funniest, and I'm sure it wasn't even intentional. He came up, in
his standard timid way, fumbled a few tricks (and got a few nice
ones too.) Then he decided to tell his joke, so apologising to us
for not being able to memorize the joke, he pulls out a piece of
paper and reads the joke to us. It's hard to describe what was so
funny about this, but it was hilarious. I don't even remember the
joke. The joke itself wasn't that funny; it was his reading a
joke from a piece of paper that was hilarious. E&M ran over a
little, and I only had 5 minutes to get to my next class.
I immediately headed over to Studio 2 for my PT class. Bim
started the class off by having us split into two groups and do
the same flocking exercise we have done at the beginning of class
for the last couple of classes. This time he wanted us to use all
the factors we have been using and to include fear in with it.
Adding this one element of fear, and the inversions of fears made
the flocking go very well. My group seemed to go quite smoothly
from one fear into the inversion of that, and then back into
another fear. Bim was quite pleased with the flocking session we
did. For the next exercise, Bim kept us in the same groups, and
explained that we would be playing Cops and Robbers. My group
were the Robbers, and the other group were the Cops. Bim wanted
us to play like children would play Cops and Robbers, but not be
children playing it. For the first half of the exercise, Bim
didn't want the two groups to interact. I have to say this was
incredibly fun. My group gathered in a circle, and we were using
cliché language. We were saying things like "Okay,
synchronize watches," "Plan B? Or shall we go to Plan
C?" "You distract the guards, I'll deactivate the
alarm!" all while running around the room, crawling under
things, hiding behind chairs, and stepping over invisible laser
beams. It was great fun. For the second part of the exercise Bim
let instructed the two groups to interact. The Cops immediately
surrounded us, and it quickly became a screaming match with the
Cops saying something about us being caught, and the Robbers
turning in on each other accusing each other of having ratted on
the rest of the group. This apparently wasn't what Bim wanted. So
he set us up with the Robbers in a corner of the room, while the
Cops were in a position that had the Robbers trapped there. From
that position, Bim had us go back and forth, taking turns talking
to each other, each group acting as a chorus. The cops making
accusations (e.g. "We're going to lock you up for a long
time for this one.") while the robbers played the victim
part, (e.g. "We are just the cleaners here doing our jobs,
you can call the manager
") After a few rounds of that,
Bim had us go into the next exercise. For this exercise, we
stayed in the same groups. In this game we pretended to be
various characters in an emergency room of a hospital. The
interesting thing about this exercise is that you could change
characters any moment you wanted to. Some of the characters were
nurses, some were doctors, some were patients, and some were
worried relatives of the sick people. This was a lot of fun as
well. ER situations can create some silly melodrama. My favourite
character I played during this exercise was an intern who kept
freaking out and saying, "I can't handle this, I'm just an
intern!" For the next exercise, Bim had us mix ourselves a
little so that we would be in different groups. In our new
groups, he had us play a game of being characters in a happy
family scene. Again, with this one, like the last two, we were to
speak in clichés that would be appropriate for a happy family
setting. Like the hospital exercise, we would switch from one
character to another. This was strange and interesting because
one minute you would be talking to your younger brother, and then
suddenly there would be a change, and he was your father. For the
next exercise Bim had everyone stand in a big circle facing
inwards. For this exercise, we started first by calling out
random happy family cliché sayings that would be told to a child
(e.g. "You make us so proud," or "Now be nice to
your brother." Etc.) After each person speaks their random
cliché phrase, the rest of the class would echo it in their own
style. Then slowly Bim had us begin to slip in harsher comments
(e.g. "Close your mouth when you chew your food," or
"Don't hit your sister!" etc.) Next we took turns
having ½ the class perform this while the other ½ watched. It
was pretty hilarious to see all these exaggerated parental
clichés being tossed in our general direction. When it was time
for my group to go up, Bim wanted us to use guilt trip type
clichés, but we didn't really come up with good ones. So pausing
for a moment, we discussed as a class what he meant by guilt trip
clichés. What he was looking for was things parents say that
produce a guilt trip for the child (e.g. "I work so hard to
keep you kids happy and all I get is heartache." Or
"Look, you made your mother cry." Or "You never
call." Etc.) Having a better understanding what he was
looking for, Bim had a few more people join our group (until it
was just Phil, Annette, and Bim on the bench,) and had us start
on the opposite end of the room and slowly move forward (towards
the audience,) as a chorus, using these guilt trip clichés.
Apparently it was quite creepy to watch. For the next exercise,
Bim had us all stand in a inward facing circle and as a chorus
call out random cliché comments that a cop or detective would
say to someone found guilty in an interrogation room. As with the
happy family clichés, people would at random come up with these
comments, and the others in the group would echo them in their
own style. After exploring the cop's comments, Bim had us switch
and become the victim (the one who was being interrogated,) and
see what cliché comments came from him/her. After this exercise,
Bim split us into two groups, facing each other, and had ½ the
class act in chorus as the interrogators and the other half act
in chorus as the victim. For the final exercise, Bim had us
gather again in an inward facing circle. In this position, he had
us come up with inverted compliments. As an example, he said that
if we were giving inverted compliments about old people, we would
say things like, "Such good drivers." Or "Always
keen on the latest fashion and music trends." We started out
by doing inverted compliments about Kingswood people. I should
say that if Bristol has rednecks, they probably all live in
Kingswood. With my permission, and as a suggestion of mine, the
next group of people we invert complimented were Americans. This
was easy. Next we complimented farmers, followed by circus
people, and for the final inverted compliments we commented on
Circomedia Students. "So tidy those, Circomedia students,
always on time, never complain, and they work great
together
" At the end of class, Bim gave us our
homework assignment for PT practice session tomorrow. The only
thing I got from the assignment was that we are doing a social
fears collage using some of the techniques we have been learning.
I was trying to get all my notes written while Bim was talking
about the assignment, so I wasn't completely focused on what he
was saying. I'm sure I can ask the other students. Plus we will
be working in groups, so someone is bound to have a better
understanding of the assignment. I know, famous last words!
PT ran a little over, so I only had ½ an hour for lunch. Deniz
and I walked to the sandwich shop and got ourselves some lunch,
eating it on the way home. Deniz talked to me about her project
and the problems she was having with finding an ending. I tried
to give her some ideas, but she thought my ideas were cheesy. Oh
well. Speaking of other people's projects, I spoke with Polly,
and apparently Bim likes what she and I have been working on so
far. I was pleased to hear this.
At 2:00pm it was time for Dip Notes. For this session, Bim had
some guy named Rod come in from the Bristol University Theatre
Arts Department and give a lecture on lighting. Because I took a
entire semester in lighting at HSU, this was mostly old
information. He handed out a multi-page hand-out, so that with my
previous lighting class, I opted not to write down any notes.
At 3:45 it was time for E&M practice. I spent much of the
time working on my project. Rachel, the TT was in charge of the
practice session, and I asked her to watch me do a run through of
my piece. It actually was the best run through I have had (I
didn't drop once during the dance.) It felt good to perform that
for her, and she gave me several compliments. I stayed in Studio
2 until 6 working on various things. I also spent some of that
time working with Annette and her piece. For her piece I have to
stand off stage and roll/toss balls to her as needed in the
routine. At 6:00pm Catalina was supposed to come by and get
directions to my house so that I could help her with her sound
design. She, however, showed up to tell me that she still isn't
sure about what music she is going to use, so she decided not to
do her sound design tonight.
Before I went home, I thought of a clever trick, and started
working on it, and succeeded to land the trick a few times. If I
can get this trick solid, I could use it in my routine. The trick
is balancing a fake rose on my nose, then flicking my head,
causing the rose to fall down into my mouth (ready to dance the
Tango!)
The ride home was uneventful. I rode with Jeremiah. I stopped at
Lidl to do some shopping before I got home. Once home, I noticed
my checks had arrived, so I spent a good portion of the time
doing my finances. I paid my bills (rent/internet/phone) through
July 15th, and figured out how much tuition I still owe
(subtracting the cleaning work I am doing for Circomedia.) I also
wrote a check to pay back Jessi the money I owe her for this
summer. I still owe Joe money, but will have to wait for my next
financial aid check to pay him. After all my expenses are paid I
have about 500 dollars to live on for the next 4 months. This is
just food money. It's not much, but I should be okay. Plus I can
make up to £13 a week from the cleaning.
For some reason I couldn't get to sleep, and I didn't actually
nod off until well after 1:00am. I started this diary entry
around 5:45am (Tuesday morning,) so needless to say, I am going
to be a little tired at school today.
03/11/03
Day Ninety-seven: I'm
cursed with this ability to wake up at 5:00ish regardless of the
amount of sleep I get. Crawling out of bed with only 4 hours of
sleep, I headed downstairs to do my previous day diary entry. By
8:30 I was ready for school, and headed out the door on my bike.
I arrived around 8:45, and spent my warm-up session doing some
club passing with Merlin. Oskar didn't show up for our club
passing session.
At 9:30 it was time for my Conditioning class. This class was the
same as the usually are, so there is not much to comment on it.
After Conditioning was over, I had a break from 11:00 until 2:00.
First I headed into the office to take care of my tuition.
Because of the cleaning work I have been doing for the school I
was able to knock off £60 from my tuition. I paid Charlie with a
check. After taking care of my tuition, I went into the student
lunchroom and ate my lunch. After eating my lunch, I went and did
the cleaning of the office and hallway. After I was done with the
cleaning I headed over to Studio 2 to do some practicing. While
practicing my routine, I managed the cigar box section of my
routine without dropping. This is the first time I have run the
whole routine without dropping. Hopefully now with that out of
the way, I can keep getting more and more consistent.
At 2:00pm it was time for PT practice. It took a while to get my
group organized, but we eventually did get organized, and Michel,
Phil, Eley, Deniz, and I worked out our sequence for the
assignment. The assignment was choreographed choral work that
involved social fears. The social fears we chose were farting,
being single, and going bald.
After sorting out our routine for tomorrow's PT class, I spent
the rest of the afternoon in Studio 2 practicing for my project.
I headed home around 6:00pm.
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(because of projects, I am getting behind in my diary. These next three entries will have limited details (once I get around to entering them.)
03/19/03 Day One Hundred and Three:
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03/21/03 Day One Hundred and Five:
03/24/03 Day One Hundred and Six:
03/25/03 Day One Hundred and Seven:
03/26/03 Day One Hundred and Eight:
03/27/03 Day One Hundred and Nine:
03/28/03 Day One Hundred and Ten:
03/31/03 Day One (of my Spring Break:)
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