2011!!
I spent the first few hours of 2011 as a mime, with my face painted white, and black diamonds drawn over my eyes. I was drunk and wearing my full clown outfit that I made myself and love dearly. Black and white diamonds, pink frills, blue tulle, lace, beadwork, and a skirt that sticks out to the sides. Striped leggings and silly little clown hat. My blue haired friend brought the white gloves, I brought wine, and 20 minutes before midnight we parked the car in a parking lot that would take us hours to find again. We were too late for original plans, not that we cared, and we stood in the middle of a drunken crowd as the end of 2010 neared. There were fireworks, and we looked at each other and said, Is this it? And around us teenagers kissed each other, and, So I guess this is it, we screamed and hugged and then proceeded to wander for hours trying to find the car. And we didn't speak but imitated others, and acted ridiculous, and people LOVED it. And we loved it even more! Approaching cops in a pure, drunken mockery, and they smiled at the lovely street entertainment. Making fun of drunk people and getting low with the city kids. Somehow we ended up in a lot of strangers' photos, but none of our own. One guy even got emotional, and said things like "This is what Buffalo needs, Eccentrism, art, You have no idea how much this means to me that you are here. Don't speak. Take this money.. No, I insist..."
And the 1st of the year, a slow morning, Thai food and tea, old friends, best friends, languid drives, a glitchy bass.
The next day I spent hours learning silk aerials, lyra, cloud swing. The surprising pain of a metal trapeze bar. Suspended and inverted and wrapping myself in self-securing patterns. Front flips and drops - "Just let go of the first fabric, extend your arms over your head, and DROP, it will open behind you and catch you.." Well alright..
Yeah, I think I'll keep doing this...
And I already knew from the moment we found the silks on our passed-down circus bus that I would carry it on....
And I already know this too... 2011 is going to be a really, really, good year for me.
And the 1st of the year, a slow morning, Thai food and tea, old friends, best friends, languid drives, a glitchy bass.
The next day I spent hours learning silk aerials, lyra, cloud swing. The surprising pain of a metal trapeze bar. Suspended and inverted and wrapping myself in self-securing patterns. Front flips and drops - "Just let go of the first fabric, extend your arms over your head, and DROP, it will open behind you and catch you.." Well alright..
Yeah, I think I'll keep doing this...
And I already knew from the moment we found the silks on our passed-down circus bus that I would carry it on....
And I already know this too... 2011 is going to be a really, really, good year for me.