more ideas
Yes Muhammad i spose like a joker is sometimes used. I like the idea of characters who seem archetypical, things like supermarket trolley mother/ shopper, could be a herd of those, commuter person, again another animal that behaves as a mass. Or city folk being observed by a David Attenborough figure
future plans/dreams
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dreams
:O) hi, guys, just been discovering the sight. Dreams:
walking into a tunnel with friends, a monster appears, I got drawn away from my friends. Except one. She got grabbed by the octopus-like, slimy monster. I have to save her live...got out of tunnel, alive, both of us. An american couple with 2 children going into where we just came from. Ouch! An inner voice tells me I have to help them at the other side. I run to the other side of the tunnel on the outside. The family got out. They are all affected, mainly the children. The little one is bant over backwards, the other\'s head is shaking unconrtrolably. I have to take them where it\'s safe: toward the fireworks behind the pineforest. But between there is a bare, dug up, impersonal no-man\'s land. It\'s dark, it\'s cold, is it a thunder I hear or the fireworks? \'Why did my friend give me that plastic coin after we left the tunnel and before they disappeared?\' - i was thinking. I got to the wire fence with the family. There is no way they can clime it over, specially with the little ones who are effected most by the \'evil tunnel\'. I\'m anxious, I\'m worried, then I panic. The girl I saved in the tunnel appears on the other side of the fence. All my faith is in her, I\'m screaming for help. I\'m desperate. She, on a calm voice says: \'Szilvi, it\'s all in your head, it\'s all in your mind.\' I wake up.
Also I used to have a reacurring dream. I\'m still a human being but I\'m afraid not for long. I\'m in my town, any town, houses, parks, roads. I\'m alone. Nobody is around me, no cars, no people. I feel they are coming. My fear is growing. I always know when they appear. They can come any time, day or night. They want to suck the life out of me. When my fear feels unbearable, that\'s when they appear. I always froze and tried to breath very little. My fear boundaries are, once more pushed a bit more. I\'m just waiting for them to destroy me or my heart would stop. Either, or I\'m dead. But still hanging on. They sniff me around, breathing fast and furious. Desperately serching for food or whatever they need. I\'m terrified. I want to move, I want to run but I\'m paralised.Only wishing the those things move away quickly. When my fear is unberable, I wake up.
It\'s like when you all of a sudden realise you are naked, it\'s awfully embarrasing and wish the ground open up under your feet, than you wake up. :O) It\'s almost exiting. But with fear in my dreams, is different. It\'s like looking at the Reaper in the face, like I have no choice.
Giacommeti\'s figures remind me of pain, dispare and ... mutation. well, from a distance. But a couple of weeks ago, when I looked at the double figures again, against the white wall, they reminded me of angels, spirits. Looking at them with the white wall behind seemed to me like I am looking at full human figures and there is the strong light behind them. Like in the tunnel between life and death. Metaphorically.
Thanx for the space to dream. :O)
Ideas workshops
We're looking forward to working with people at the exploratory workshops for Urban Dreams. To start with, our writer Jennifer Farmer, and designer Pip Nash will be leading sessions that gather ideas - words, characters, narratives, images. Not only are these session fun they are also fundamental - we need your input into the scriptand style - before we start adding music and movement (not to mention light and projections). If you're interested and haven't booked in, ring the office to reserve a space.
Soundless Dream
Sun. 18/05/08: Hello, folks. All words in a dream are 'heard' in the silence of sleep. Dreams come and go soundlessly - some are forgotten. Dreams are no-go places for real people - no real person can enter an urban dream, a dream meant exclusively for the concrete and steel city-folk.
Looking forward to the two workshops coming our way...
Urban Dreams
How does a city dream,on mass, as a chorus? Is it only people that dream or do cats, dogs? objects? What would a lamp post dream? Does an underpass dream of undulating of being over? What about the letter box, the allotment, the mobile phone mast, does it dream of being a ship a sail on the air waves? Or does it unwittingly transmit the dreams od all the users. What about the rush hour. What is it, a time when something drives all before it. Some kind of beast? Who can slay it, ride it on a surfboard, ironing board, how can we cutback through to it can we find a way of sailing up stream?
Good Workshop
Thanks to Jennifer and everyone else for an enjoyable Words workshop. It was good to put on a thinking cap to come up with sentences and what they evoked. Quite liked our final poem - on the theme of People. People disperse . . . we mulled over that, then dispersed! Good luck to Jennifer - cobbling together a script.
Look forward to next week's workshopping . . .
Images
Hello. Thanks to Pip and Eric for last night's thought-provoking Images workshop. The A-B partnering, for me, was about being comfortable with peers - the string(s)/stick exercise meant . . . do something delicate with a fellow actor! Don't drop it! Shelter under an imaginary tree! I enjoyed listening to/narrating Avishek's transistor story. I need to practice a lot of public speaking, honest! And what came out of the suitcase?! Ronny Barker morphed with a Japanese! That drawing I did in the end is my first original thing in ages . . . I just NEVER draw anymore. Not even in my DREAMS! (Urban Dreams?!) [Nice to bump into dear Peth. Awright, mate?!]
Puppetry/Mask
05/06/08: Hello again. Been reading a little about puppetry and mask - thinking of buying/making puppets and playing around. Looking forward to next Wed. Aya Nakamura . . . The Japanese film Actress?
Another Project
12/06/08: Hello folk. Thanks for last night's foray. Time goes fast - another summer project is here. Children are always fun to be/work with - they can teach us a thing or two! Hope Peth's Thebes idea works out. Sweet urban dreams, all!