I was staring at one of my papermache dragons one morning, whilst consuming copious amounts of coffee, and it struck me that it would be so much cooler if it could talk, or emote, or something to communicate its general disposition. Hmmm, I guess that's a puppet. How the heck does that work so it doesn't look like a hand in a sock?
I was fortunate enough to be included in the 2016 New England Puppetry Intensive for the last two weeks. Eighteen super talented artists (and their mentors) gathered to learn, share and test each other's personal space. I like to think of them as the personification of the voices in my head; bold, brash, shy, withdrawn, beautiful, cocky, flamboyant, optimistic, pissed at the world, graceful, nervous, confident, inquisitive, free, cautious, annoying as hell, spectacular and daring. They were all there and I learned something new and interesting from every one of them.
I've become dangerous now that I know how to make molds and fabricate stuff. The process to make this puppet was worth the price of admission. There quite a few creatures vying for attention in my head right now. I can't wait to bring them to life!
The Old Trouts
The opportunity to intensely study with some of the founders, makers and puppeteers from The Old Trout Workshop is a dream come true for me. It's like waking up one day and wanting to invent things and then suddenly you get to hang out with DaVinci, Jefferson and Edison for 15 days. 15 magical days where you find out about the renaissance of puppetry and it's true art form (on steroids).
If you're not familiar with The Old Trout Workshop check out these two clips of their work. They're true genius.
Has Anyone Seen My Comfort Zone?
These are the visual tales of the unexpected. New art forms and ensemble activities; one of those two I really dig.
I'm enjoying the journey and giddy about the adventure. Onward!