Archives for the month of: September, 2014

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Oh dear, it has been noted that my Dedes have become silent. The last post was on the 7th of September. T W E N T Y  days ago! Usually I am a reliable person with a good dose of energy… not anymore!

Okay, earlier in the year my world turned upside down due to circumstances beyond my control and my dearest Dedes were at hand to get me through the rough patch. It looked like everything was starting to fall into place around mid-year… A new part-time teaching job, hurrah and then… three month later I wake up to find myself wham bang in the middle of a real-life puppet show. Sorry, I won’t kiss and tell, but what’s currently happening makes for a wonderful script. I am pretty sure, once it is turned into a performance a lot of people out there can identify with it. It is just so sad, that it always takes a while until you realise what hits you and in the meantime a lot of energy is wasted.

I am not sure yet, whether I should turn the drama into a new book or a film. So watch this space.

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Life is a bit of a chaos at the moment and when this happens the blog has to take a back seat. There is one more film from last week to put up, which is really an easy task and only takes a minute. But I got side tracked again, as I took in a homeless person this week and preferred to have good conversations around the dinnertable rather than popping down to the computer to work on my blog. Yes, a real conversation beats sitting in front of the computer anytime. So, here slightly delayed the last film we made at the Festival. This one is an impromptu impromptu. Impromptu for me, as I wasn’t prepared for the participants and impromptu for them as they weren’t expecting it at all. It was a a group of 8 to 10 year-olds. I had accidentially set up the stage in the wrong room. Luckily three out of the four people that had enrolled in the worksho pthat day were sick. We just got into the swing with the last remaining person when a group of kids showed up for their weekly art class. There was a bit of a discussion who’s room it was. It turned out that the volunteer at the reception had forgotten to tell me I should set-up somewhere else, so I offered my participant to come to the next workshop at my studio when the group will be bigger. She was very happy with this solution. So my assistant and I started packing up when the art teacher suggested we should run the workshop with the kids as we were here anyway. Working with kids is so different from working with grown-ups. Workshops with kids are full on, as they all want to talk at once and you have to channel their engery.No way I could run a workshop without an assistant. But it is great fun, I thoroughly enjoy seeing them getting right into it.

The results of last week’s workshops could not have been more different. On the first day we had only a small group. Half the people who had booked  into the workshop were taken ill as a nasty cough doing the rounds in Auckland. We still had great fun and in my opinion it shows in the little film.