In just less than a week I'll be onstage again. I love the stage, I really do, and it's not as if I've been gone from it for years or anything, I mean at the end of July I performed a very pregnant burlesque piece. And I've performed since I gave birth to my daughter as well, but maybe the difference is that was impro, and here, now, this piece is a scripted. My words, my thoughts, and I've been through a whole incredible R&D process to create what I'm about to share. My plan of course was to blog daily while working with Bryony and Rachel, but, well, that just wasn't realistic. There wasn't the mental, physical energy left over at the end of each day, and that's when I needed to jump fully back into my mommy hat. Before the R&D started, I was reading this book of interviews with women artists who are also mothers and how they have managed both. All of them that had any sort of balance between these two all encompassing identities said support. And I wouldn't have been able to work on my show at this moment as a new mother without my own mother here, to be with my daughter while I worked. The day flowed around Sequoia Rose's schedule, when she needed feeding, my mom would bring her to me and wherever we were in the process, it was suddenly break time.
So in some ways I'm quite surprised that I've made it to this place, but there is still much to do. I wish I could clone myself for 24 hours so one of me could focus on texting/emailing/facebooking/tweeting about the show to make sure a crowd is there. Especially since I have some really interactive parts of the show that won't quite work if only 12 people show up. Then another me would be sourcing all the images for the show into power point, or whatever the mac equivalent is. Then a third me could be finishing up the basic sound design, and a fourth can me shopping for the last bits of costume I still need, and then another me could be just drilling the piece over and over getting everything tight, and another me could be making sure I have all the right make up and all the other me's could be playing with my daughter and doing laundry and.... ahh, sorry, just got a bit carried away. Anyway that's just a fantasy and Sequoia Rose has woken up and wants me, so I guess this blog is done. Somehow with just one me, I know I'll make it to Tuesday, hope to see you there!
peace and movement,
DawN
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