So on this point we did our final solo performances to complete our second year of training. I have said so many times that this or that has changed how I see theatre... and all of it is true... I am learning so much I feel like a sponge with a physical sensation of absorbing all this brilliant stuff... so here I shall say it again... There was a moment in the final solo performance that constitutes some of the most important learnings thus far. Matteo (our mask teacher of course) described it as with mask making so is your performance a mask... In mask making you have the clay and sometimes while you are making your mask quite unexpectedly another form or another volume arrives from the clay and you have to go in a different direction... you have to go with what the clay wants you to do. Esoteric. Maybe. But true. You don't know what you have till you start making it. So, you have to make the mask that emerges and not the one you had planned... even at the risk of destroying what you have done. How does this relate to performance. Well... in the solo I was going along with my planned performance and at a turning point in the piece a different 'volume' arrived as Matteo put it... it went from being light and fun and full of energy to something quite tragic and still... the switch arrived quite suddenly but then instead of staying in this newly emerged volume I quickly ended the scene and walked off stage. Leaving the audience going... huh? And the thing is - it is not enough. Making theatre is so hard. I'm a very good typist... if only I could be happy typing. But i'm not. So if you are going to make theatre... you have to push yourself. The alternative is too depressing. To make mediocre work... that is almost moving... that is almost good... I'd rather be a typist. So the lesson in all of this is that sometimes you are going along steadily in your 'vertical' journey as Matteo puts it and then the 'horizontal' plain arrives... and this is the poetic journey... where anything can happen... it is no longer linear... When the death arrives on stage - what happens then? A whole world can open up. Unexpectedly. Instead of escaping... stay at the risk of failing. So next time that is what one wants to aim to do... otherwise it's just writing on a blog.
And with that we end our second year at Helikos. A lone clown on a bare stage. What a wonderful journey. x
|Nicole as 'Penelope'|
|Vika as 'Clara Nightingale'|
|Barbara as 'Andromeda Andromeda'|
|Me as 'Fiona Van der Walt'|