So DuBois. Click on that link. Do you like what you see? I'm in the ecru little too big pleated dress otherwise known as Blanche. DuBois. Sort of. I'm also Rowena Richie, little known dancer actor in this city of Saint Francisco, 2010, Mama C's V Factory. I'm playing with EmSpace Dance. That link is for a our publicity promotional Kickstarter A Hand In Desire video. Wanna Give? You can pledge on the Kickstarter site. I'm rehearsing right now for this theater dance experiment based on Tennessee Williams' A Streetcar Named Desire. And we've moved into the performance space--Veracocha on Valencia. Not where this video was shot. We are playing a card game of Hearts that will dictate what scenes are performed in what order. It's genius possibilities. I want to play all 45 scenes, but we will only do half, or so. But which ones, and in what arrangement? That's the surprise for us all: players, musicians, designers and audience. No two shows will be the same. Today we worked on a song, Stella's song. I made up a backup singer dance which Erin Mei-Ling Stuart, the director, edited. Funsoulfull. Come see our show, A Hand In Desire, January 14-29 at Veracocha in SF. It's at 8 o'clock on Valencia Street in the Miss-ion Diss-trict. 21st is the cross street. Parking tricky, but BART friendly. Or bike. I'm playing Blanche DuBois made famous by Vivien Leigh (and Marlon Brando as her nemesis, Stanley Kowalski). "I thought that part of the task was not to be influenced by the film," claims Cate Blanchett who just played Blanche on Broadway. She's right, but it's dang difficult not to mirror Leigh. I'm slowly finding My Way. Recurring image of My Blanche as talking head in TV infomertial. A brunette, not a blonde. You know, me. With charm and cunning. Prowess. A certain grace. Extremely sensitive skin. A touch of madness (which increases as the game wears on). Brilliant white hairs flocked by a coarse wiry black forest. Tenderness and honesty. Deception and Indulgence. She is Dead Walking. She is Cheap Sleep Tired. And her gig is flat. She will be redeemed, won't she? She walks the walk, don't she? She talks a pretty story. She feels things deeply. She feeds on beauty and pleasures herself with extremes of emotion. She operates both as seducer and seduced. She won't stay until he kicks her out. She thinks out loud. She is somebody. 'S problem.
Sunday, December 5, 2010
A Hand In Desire Video
So DuBois. Click on that link. Do you like what you see? I'm in the ecru little too big pleated dress otherwise known as Blanche. DuBois. Sort of. I'm also Rowena Richie, little known dancer actor in this city of Saint Francisco, 2010, Mama C's V Factory. I'm playing with EmSpace Dance. That link is for a our publicity promotional Kickstarter A Hand In Desire video. Wanna Give? You can pledge on the Kickstarter site. I'm rehearsing right now for this theater dance experiment based on Tennessee Williams' A Streetcar Named Desire. And we've moved into the performance space--Veracocha on Valencia. Not where this video was shot. We are playing a card game of Hearts that will dictate what scenes are performed in what order. It's genius possibilities. I want to play all 45 scenes, but we will only do half, or so. But which ones, and in what arrangement? That's the surprise for us all: players, musicians, designers and audience. No two shows will be the same. Today we worked on a song, Stella's song. I made up a backup singer dance which Erin Mei-Ling Stuart, the director, edited. Funsoulfull. Come see our show, A Hand In Desire, January 14-29 at Veracocha in SF. It's at 8 o'clock on Valencia Street in the Miss-ion Diss-trict. 21st is the cross street. Parking tricky, but BART friendly. Or bike. I'm playing Blanche DuBois made famous by Vivien Leigh (and Marlon Brando as her nemesis, Stanley Kowalski). "I thought that part of the task was not to be influenced by the film," claims Cate Blanchett who just played Blanche on Broadway. She's right, but it's dang difficult not to mirror Leigh. I'm slowly finding My Way. Recurring image of My Blanche as talking head in TV infomertial. A brunette, not a blonde. You know, me. With charm and cunning. Prowess. A certain grace. Extremely sensitive skin. A touch of madness (which increases as the game wears on). Brilliant white hairs flocked by a coarse wiry black forest. Tenderness and honesty. Deception and Indulgence. She is Dead Walking. She is Cheap Sleep Tired. And her gig is flat. She will be redeemed, won't she? She walks the walk, don't she? She talks a pretty story. She feels things deeply. She feeds on beauty and pleasures herself with extremes of emotion. She operates both as seducer and seduced. She won't stay until he kicks her out. She thinks out loud. She is somebody. 'S problem.
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