130 Tales: 21 through 30

And already, it’s happened: I’ve fallen behind on posting these things that I’m literally copying and pasting from an open file, just like I had fallen behind in the creation of these 130 Tales the first time. I do, however, think I have a reasonable excuse, but excuses are excuses and really what I need to do is realize yes, I can write posts days in advance and set them to automatically publish at the future time of my choosing. Any way, with Fringe taking the majority of my time and my not having the internet at home, and, oh yeah, that flood / black-out thing that happened in Toronto yesterday (ugh… still managed to squeeze those excuses in here somehow, didn’t I? Why am I not surprised?) I’m finally posting the next instalment, the third instalment of 130 Tales today. Wednesday. Not Monday (really, I’m the only one keeping track of this).

This, like I said in my last addition to 130 Tales, is where, I think, the tales get interesting. I actually enjoy the majority of what was written in this decade; I feel like I finally let myself have fun with the limitations set upon myself. Let’s hope it continues until the end.

130 Tales

# 21 – 30

21. His eyes flutter above the scrim, from rope to hinge, weight and follow. Swallowed in black he alights on actor: jealous white.

22. The blade, sharp as wit feels nothing. Gliding smooth beneath his hand it curls up flesh, wood and finds buried treasure.

23. The three of them stare, reddened. Born of different times and morals, they finally become one as she dances this duet, partnered.

24. Form deflated, eyes down. She walks awkwardly, catching herself. Her lips read her thoughts: “Why haven’t I grown out of this?”

25. I second guess my hunger as I stand in a cafe watching two fruit flies court amidst the sugary folds of a strawberry Danish.

26. As she leaves he steals her eyes one last time. A short kiss without ever touching. Gifts given, they smile deeper than any other.

27. His hands open this book methodically. His fingers lick every page, tasting its life, eyes digesting himself for the last time.

28. I can hear the bass’ vibrations enter my shoulder; it is a touch, resting on glass, that caresses two of my five senses.

29. Her foot often kicks air. It is a hobby, if feet can have hobbies. But there it goes, kicking as the city shrinks out the window.

30. His heart screams. A breath is stopped, bubbling, boiling. Yet he sits, legs crossed, unable to move. Almost there.

turning a new leaf.

Some of you may know this but, as of last Tuesday, June 18th, I can officially announce that I am part of the new leadership team that will be transitioning live performance arts incubator hub14 from its second cohort to its third!

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Along with new artistic directors Marie-France Forcier, Kate Nankervis and Coman Poon, Aria Evans and myself will be joining the team as associate directors (or artistic-directors-in-training)I’m excited to be part of this transition and to work alongside the current/exiting artistic director team of Cathy Gordon, Jeremy Mimnagh, Meagan O’Shea, and heidi strauss. Things have really picked up since being voted-in at the board meeting on the 18th and a lot of great things are underway. In fact, one of them was just released today!

hub14 is looking for applicants for the various residencies we offer. If this is your first time hearing about hub14, I’m posting our mission statement and descriptions for each residency offered below, taken directly from our site and from the call. If you’re a physical/movement-based performer this will definitely be of interest to you. Check it out!

hub14 is an artist-run live arts incubator and presenter. Our focus is interdisciplinary work as seen through the lens of independent contemporary performance. We contribute to the arts ecology through giving support to artists wanting to experiment and collaborate creatively with each other. We offer an evolving roster of programs including artistic residencies, dramaturgical services, workshops and presenting opportunities as well a variety of community-engaged initiatives.

hub14 encourages inventiveness and excellence by granting free and discounted rehearsal space so that artists may afford more time for process-based research and development.
Professional artists at all stages of their career who want to explore within or outside of their core discipline(s) and live art practitioners from a diversity of backgrounds and abilities are encouraged to apply.

launchpad residency
Intended to support previously unworkshopped new ideas or the development of commissioned or currently programmed work. launchpad residency offers a flexible plan that includes either free studio space (up to a maximum of 50 hours) and/or heavily subsidized studio time (up to 60 hours). A public/invited showing is required for commissioned and previously workshopped/produced pieces. New works have the option of a public/invited showing.

live in residency (outside of Toronto / Canadian / International)
Intended for artists living outside of Toronto. Artists are invited to live and create inside hub14 for up to a maximum two-week stay. A showing is required at the end of the Residency.
Simple live/work arrangements consist of studio, bed, 3-piece private bathroom, mini fridge, hotplate, basic flat wear and utensils.

community chest
Open proposal for special initiatives proposed by and/or supporting the community.
Proposals can range from performance-lectures, a curated series, artistic think tanks and professional development opportunities. We are open to other initiatives that fit strongly withhub14’s mandate.

Deadline: 5PM July 19th, 2013
Response: July 24th, 2013
Eligibility: all applicants must be a member of hub14 (membership is a yearly fee of $40 that allows you to rent the space and can be paid through our PayPal account)

If you are interested in applying, follow the link to the site and apply online!

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much ado about funding.

As the storm rages for an extended four weeks around Monkswell Manor Guest House, a new company (and when I say new I mean the individual members working together, not the body as a whole) of passionate artists are banding together and pledging their time, their hearts and their mental well-beings to put on a show themselves. They do this for love and for hatred, for wit and for dullness. They do this because, simply, they cannot do anything else; it is everything, and it is nothing to them.

This past Tuesday, was the initial meeting and read of Shakespeare BASH’d‘s upcoming Toronto Fringe staging of William Shakespeare’s Much Ado About Nothing. And it was wonderful. We sat in a boardroom on the fifth floor of the TIFF Bell Lightbox, a boardroom that was altogether too big for us (and this is not saying we are a small or meek cast). We ate, we drank, we met one another and right away we were able to play with one another. I have never had this experience before. First reads with new casts are, in my experience, usually kind of reserved, there’s a little air of caution all around us as we test the waters with one another. Not so with Shakespeare BASH’d. These waters were as warm as a hot-tub’s.

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Shakespeare BASH’d’s mandate is one of love, of camaraderie and of that warm embrace of social lubrication.

Now, unlike the Lower Ossington, which is currently housing The Mousetrap, indie-theatre is largely incapable of (i) selling-out their initial run before opening, (ii) being in the position to extend said run by a month, and (iii) be lucky enough to have a producer willing to put up the entirety of the starting capital required to fund a show (even a small one). Now, this is not saying this never happens. I’m just saying when it does, it is a rather rare event. The nature of being independent puts us out in the vast ocean, swimming furiously amongst hundreds, if not thousands of others trying to do very similar things. The advancements of the age we live in have done a tremendous amount for the arts. Crowd-sourcing has become a powerful tool that gives the user, the patron complete control over what they want, how they want to experience it, and how they can help produce more and more of it.

With that said, Shakespeare BASH’d has set up an indiegogo campaign to support Much Ado as we go into rehearsals. As many independent theatres don’t own a building, don’t program a season of 4 to 6 shows, and, therefore, don’t offer the traditional method of support (subscription packages), indiegogo campaigns are an excellent way to show your support for what is sure to be an exciting experience.

If you’re unsure how this fundraising may help, here’s an example: a pledge of $10 is enough to ensure an hour of rehearsal time. And we’re doing Shakespeare here, people, we’ll need / want all the rehearsal time we can get!

So, without saying much more, I ask you to please go and check out the Shakespeare BASH’d indiegogo campaign here. Check out the perks you’ll receive for every level of donation received, some of them are really fun, like a pair of tickets to opening or closing, beer and a fun night out with James Wallis or Rob Kraszewski, posters and more.

If you’ve ever wanted to support some great indie theatre, or the stuff I do, this is the opportunity.

Thanks for reading.

UPDATE: Also, if you need a little more info on this style of fundraising and haven’t seen this yet, check out singer Amanda F***ing Palmer’s TED conference talk called THE ART OF ASKING. It is beautiful.

Watson-ing.

This past March Break, I was lucky enough to have participated in a Sherlock Holmes-themed event at my local place of business, Black Creek Pioneer Village. For seven days I got to play a Dr. John Watson, cane and all, while recruiting and helping the recruited to solve a village-wide mystery of the missing clockmaker. As any good detective knows, especially world-famous ones, in order to get the truth, one usually has to go undercover. So, over the course of 9 days, 7 of which I worked, not only did I get to dress up, but I also got to wear a silly moustache to… blend in with the locals.

The following is the evolution of my moustaches over those seven days.