Home from fire rehearsal to find Arabis and Mojo asleep together on the sofa. I strip off my sooty and soiled clothes in the bathroom and immediately jump in the shower. The water is as redemptive as the fire was. I scrub, smile at the familiar smell of burnt hair, close my eyes and let the water run over my face. Today was a shitty day and I was able to burn it all away this evening.
Someone once asked me what the unifying theme was that all fire dancers possessed (um...like fire?). The person pressed and I replied; "None of us have hair on our arms."
I'm starting to feel like I'm coming back.
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Thursday, March 29, 2007
Tuesday, July 25, 2006
Totland Fun and a Blast from the Past!
A photo montage of last Wednesday with my dear friend, Belva (Mystress Fyre), down from Canada to work on The Crucible's Fire Arts Festival. She's back in Canada now, but returns in September permanently to once again teach fire perfomance and grace us all with her amazing self.
A bit of history:
This is our fire troupe, Kabari, which Belva founded three years ago, performing at The Crucible's 2004 Fire Arts Festival. We have since gone on to other things (Belva back to Canada, I had a baby...etc.)
I am on the left, then Betsy, Belva and Summer.
Here is another particularly dramatic shot of Summer and myself (I am kneeling to the right seemingly engulfed in flame, while Summer spins near me):
Yes, I really do play with fire! (The stuff about the sharks and the scissors is also true, but those are stories for other times.)
Cut to one week ago, where we had a fabulous day at Totland in the sun. The Bit ran wild all over the park, with Monkey Boi, her ever present attendant, close at her heels. This gave Belva and I much chance to chat, compare lives and future plans.
Who's the rock star?
Not so hot about the swing-experience, despite Monkey Boi's careful attentions.
Staring contest. Belva and Arabis.
"Okay, so this one time, your mama was doing a show and there was this guy I knew..."
Yes. Belva was the woman who introduced Mojo and I and is thus indirectly responsible for my lovely daughter's being. She is also the best nanny in the world and I can't wait for her to come back to the Bay Area again and be a part of our lives!
NOTE: Fire photos by Waldemar Horwat. (Thank you!)
A bit of history:
This is our fire troupe, Kabari, which Belva founded three years ago, performing at The Crucible's 2004 Fire Arts Festival. We have since gone on to other things (Belva back to Canada, I had a baby...etc.)
I am on the left, then Betsy, Belva and Summer.
Here is another particularly dramatic shot of Summer and myself (I am kneeling to the right seemingly engulfed in flame, while Summer spins near me):
Yes, I really do play with fire! (The stuff about the sharks and the scissors is also true, but those are stories for other times.)
Cut to one week ago, where we had a fabulous day at Totland in the sun. The Bit ran wild all over the park, with Monkey Boi, her ever present attendant, close at her heels. This gave Belva and I much chance to chat, compare lives and future plans.
Who's the rock star?
Not so hot about the swing-experience, despite Monkey Boi's careful attentions.
Staring contest. Belva and Arabis.
"Okay, so this one time, your mama was doing a show and there was this guy I knew..."
Yes. Belva was the woman who introduced Mojo and I and is thus indirectly responsible for my lovely daughter's being. She is also the best nanny in the world and I can't wait for her to come back to the Bay Area again and be a part of our lives!
NOTE: Fire photos by Waldemar Horwat. (Thank you!)
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