Monthly Archives: February 2011

Music and peach cake

I drive back over the Bay Bridge from Oakland to San Francisco from my first visit to Stagebridge nourished by the alchemy of theatre, full of new stories, song and succulent peach cake. A tiny glimpse of a complex body … Continue reading

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A Grandson named Entelechy

I visited a dance class for seniors in Berkeley this morning. Before class I was chatting to Judy Job and I mentioned that I was the director of an arts company in south London called Entelechy. “Ah”, she said, ” … Continue reading

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The Boyfriend

Dear Sue, Suzanne, Walter, James, Felicia, Sally, Dolly, Here it is! I think we should all congratulate ourselves! Twelve minutes of drama from nothing in 34 minutes. You are all so brilliant at improv. I’m now going to take this … Continue reading

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“I feel alive!”

A drumming class at Heritage Park apartments in Anaheim. I join as the session is in full swing. Five women and a man sitting in a circle crashing out rhythm with Robin their teacher. The beat speeds to a crescendo … Continue reading

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“But Mum you could be!”

Los Angeles. This crazy sprawl of a city where the art of mindfulness is totally essential for negotiating the freeways. I’m visiting the Burbank Seniors Colony. It’s an apartment rental as they say here where the possibility of making art … Continue reading

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Rain

Flying at thirty-six thousand feet over the snow fields of Manitoba Jo Shapcott’s words trickle off the page, a fragment from ‘Somewhat Unravelled’ a poem about her auntie. ‘Then she says don’t you ¬†ever want to go to market and … Continue reading

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