Eola Heights Open House

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I have moved into a new studio space two blocks north of Lake Eola. The last cardboard boxes have been unpacked and it is time to start setting up the studio. Before I start getting furniture for the studio space, I decided to have an open house on July 4. My thought is that people will be making their way to Lake Eola all day for the fireworks which start around 9PM.

Many of the rooms in the Eola Heights apartment are virtually empty right now except the office which is where I sit each day to write articles and post on social media. The art studio itself is empty except for some flat files. I have plenty of framed art stored in the archives so I will cover all the empty wall space with art this week. With six empty rooms, I decided to think of the entire studio as prime gallery space.

My studio and office windows face south, and I put art in the windows each day, so people have something to see when they walk by. On July 4th there will be so many more people walking by to migrate down the two blocks to Lake Eola.

The open house is a celebration of my move to downtown. I walk or bike to many of the events I sketch now which is delightful. I used to have to drive an hour and a half to get to events.

I have started a series of plein-air oil paintings of Lake Eola. I get up at 6AM each morning and walk to the lake to paint. This morning I was painting and a huge splash of water hit me while I was painting. WTF, my shirt was soaked. I looked up at the tree branches above me. Was I just hit with a splash of pelican pee? I sniffed my wet hand, it didn’t have any scent.  Then I looked behind me. The sprinklers had turned on to water the prodigious amount of grass behind me. My spot in the pine needles was just at the outer edge of the reach of the spray of water. I would get hit every time the stream arched my way. I had to quickly pack up.

My oil painting panel was soaked. I had sketched on the panel with an ink brush and that ink started bleeding down the now wet surface. Bloody hell, I need to get waterproof ink. I had built a flat storage container to get the 13 by 21-inch panels to and from the studio. I felt the design was ingenious with a sliding panel which could slide open like a drawer creating a desk for the palate to go on. Unfortunately, the design was too slim which meant the painting would get scraped when I slid it back in the container to transport. I need to double the depth to avoid scraping off paint. That is my task for today.

If you plan to see the fireworks at Lake Eola, you should stop by the Eola Heights studio and say hello. You can see my failed plein-air attempt firsthand, but hopefully I will have the problems worked out by July 4th and have several complete Lake Eola paintings. I have a bunch of Winter Park small plein-air lakeside paintings in the kitchen which are just $50 each.

The Analog Artist Digital World address is 513 East Livingston Street, Unit B, Orlando Florida 32803. The entrance is under the car port where my silver Prius will be parked. I can’t offer parking on the property but there should be parking spots all around the neighborhood. Parking is available in downtown surface lots and garages. So, search out a super-supremo parking spot and then stop by the studio to say hello, see some art, and soak in the air conditioning before going down the two blocks to Lake Eola to scout out a fireworks viewing location. I will be walking down to Lake Eola to do a digital sketch or watercolor as the sun sets.

Rejuvenation Orchestra: Sam Rivers Legacy Rehearsal

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This Sam Rivers Legacy Rehearsal was held at the Timucua Arts Foundation.  Sam Rivers is one of the greatest jazz legends of our time, having performed for over 70 years. In the 1970’s he was one of the first artists to open a jazz cultural center in Greenwich New York, which was used as a venue to help artists develop their talents and gain a reputation. Sam Rivers died the day after Christmas in 2011 at the age of 88 in Orlando Florida.

I was lucky enough to hear Sam Rivers perform live within a few months of having started this blog back in 2009. He performed live at the Maitland Art Center at the closing party for the Florida Film Festival. As a visual artist ,it felt liberating to sketch while listening to Sam Rivers perfuming jazz music. Lines and washes danced on the page with a wild abandon while swaying to the beat.

Sketching the Rejuvenation Orchestra Rehearsal was very much a similar experience. Lines would be thrown down on the page while being inspired by the ebb and flow of the music. All the musicians were arranged in a circle and a single microphone sat at the center of the circle created. I imagined the musicians being very much relaxed in the rehearsal since the stakes were not as high as during a live performance with an audience. There was laughter and camaraderie between sets.

This is the type of setting that I am most inspired by. Any mistakes were forgivable and the performers organically started to pull together as a whole. Finding variety in volume was an issue discussed. Playing sifter to start allowed for a greater crescendo as the music progressed.

I needed to stand to get the sketch, since a balcony railing would have blocked my view if I was seated. That meant that I could sway my hips and dance as needed as I sketched to the beat.

Fringe: Masquerade of the Red Death

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Big Bang Boom! Collective of Belle Isle Florida presented Masquerade of the Red Death at the Orlando International Fringe Festival. The show was directed by Sean Holloway with Aurora Fable (costumes) and Foxy D’Ville (Choreography). The show was built around Edgar Allen Poe’s story, The Masque of the Red Death. It is an allegorical short story about Prince Prospero’s futile attempt to escape a deadly plague, the Red Death, by secluding himself and his court in a fortified abbey, only for a mysterious, masked figure representing the plague to appear at a masquerade ball and kill everyone, proving death is inescapable.

Prince Prospero sealed himself and 1,000 guests inside a fortified abbey to wait out the plague. He hosted a masquerade gala for his guests which became a burlesque fantasy. While individual dancers performed glittery flesh filled routines, there were also some well-rehearsed group numbers that were well choreographed. A skull masked guest wove her way through almost every scene.

The Masquerade of the Red Death showcased sensuality and grandeur but under all that flesh on display was the inevitability of death. As the show progressed the prince began coughing more in every scene. This was rather unnerving so soon after the worst of the COVID pandemic. I wondered if Prospero was a deep RED State Republican who refused to understand that the plague might be airborne. A prince cannot understand what he can not see.

Masquerade of the Red Death won the Critics’ Choice Award for Outstanding Individual Performance (Musical). Lead performer Tymisha Harris won this award for her trifecta of roles across three shows, which included her featured dancing performance in Masquerade of the Red Death.

The show also won a Tech Award. The production’s backstage crew and technical team won a special Orlando Fringe Tech Award for their work on the show.

Fringe: Home Cumming

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Artifakt from Vancouver B.C., Canada presented Home Cumming starring Magalie Rouillard-Bazinet. The show is about a woman who has lost her ability to have an orgasm.

So much of her life was validated by passionate relationships, sometimes multiple sexual relationships at a time. Seated in front of the audience Magalie was boisterously sexual at times lying on the chair to demonstrate her awkward but athletic sexual positions to hilarious effect. I found her energy on stage delightful.

Though young, her many sexual encounters and her hunt for more made her like a cougar, ready to pounce. When horny, Magalie would flirt like a master. Her sexuality would exude out of every pore. But underneath the bold sexual advances there was vulnerability and insecurity.

Her identity became so tied to her sexuality that she lost sight of who she was. Always having men in her life meant that they defined who she was based off what they wanted from her. It was only when she could learn to love herself that she could find a road to inner peace and happiness.

When Magalie discovered that there are passions outside of sex, she could recover her joie de vive.

 

Fringe: Vagina Monologues

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CnC Productions of Orlando Florida presented the Vagina Monologues at the Orlando International Fringe Festival. The intimate stage at Ten10 Brewing was filled with a phalanx 0f female performers. Each woman in turn got up to relate their bold and unapologetic story about their vaginas. Eve Ensler’s script took various interviews into monologues that are read aloud by the large, cast of women.

One woman related a story of how her man insisted that she shave downstairs and how itchy and uncomfortable that was. Each testimony was honest an sincere. Women are often taught to hide their monthly cycle. If men experienced the same thing each month you can bet that they would be very vocal about the experience. But the patriarchy insists that women pretend that nothing is happening.

On woman was a sexual coach and she recreated the sounds that woman make as they near orgasm. She was hilarious. If you take Meg Ryan’s diner scene from When Harry Met Sally and multiply that scene times 10 you, might get a sense of how funny and endearing the performance was. She recreated the faint breaths and squeaks to the guttural moans that verge on shouting.

The production felt like it was empowering for the performers and woman in general. Sexuality should be celebrated rather than hidden away. Though not technically a comedy, this show had me laughing the loudest of any production I saw at the Fringe. Though the monologues might have been from interviews with different woman, the rapport among the cast and the way each reader embraced their lines made it clear the feeling expressed were universal. When given the freedom to do so, every woman loves to talk about their vaginas. It is just that no one ever asked before.

I saw a black tee shirt with white lettering all over the fringe with descriptors of, Kitty Meow Meow, Lady Garden, Pink Taco, Cootchie, Va Jay Jay, and more. The Splash Awards allow the local LGBTQ+ community to vote for their favorite shows, directors, and performers. The Splash awards gave an award for Best Supporting Actor, Xoey Dillman-Giewont, Best Director, Lady James Dillman, and the Best Show, The Vagina Monologues.

The staged reading benefited One Heart Women and Children.

I give the show 10 out of 10 vaginas.

Fringe: Then, Eve

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The World of Billy Jane from Orlando Florida presented Then, Eve at the Orlando International Fringe Festival. God created Adam and then Eve was left to create herself. In one awkward moment the lights in the theater went black and Eve had to figure out how to procreate with Adam. From the grunts and painful silences, it seemed that the encounter was a failure. Eve never needed to see Adam again.

Eve was eternally curious and went about spending her time naming the species of animals, including thousands of beetles. She learned all she needed to know from her animal companions. She was dressed a bit like an explorer in a loose white garb like Laurence of Arabia with a hip satchel.

Eve’s monologues were centered around how humans can best spend their time on earth. Her curiosity kept her from ever experiencing a dull moment. With so many facets to creation she wanted to see and learn all she could.

She discovered a caterpillar which then spun a cocoon and later emerged as a butterfly. Eve imagined that she too would experience a metamorphosis. Though she could not spin a cocoon, she did morph in how she saw herself in the world. The play is largely about personal growth and learning each and every day to alter a naive a limited world view. The show was often laugh out loud funny while being tender and insightful.

Coming at the Biblical story of creation from my Sunday school upbringing, I assumed Eve was the world’s first woman. It wasn’t until very late in the show that I realized that Eve was Transgender. My affection for the character didn’t change but my mind exploded.

The show was named one of the “Best Shows of the Fringe Festival” by the Orlando Sentinel and received glowing praise from the Orlando Weekly for its fluidity and gut-punch emotional depth.

Fringe: The Suitcase

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Ayni Performing Arts of Orlando Florida presented The Suitcase – La Maleta at the Orlando International Fringe Festival. This solo show starred Peruvian artist Gio Quezada who also wrote the show directed by Jorge Bazalar. The Suitcase was inspired by Quezada’s own journey immigrating to the America from Peru and explored themes of resilience, identity, and the immigrant experience.

With the current administration, immigrants all across America are being terrorized by ICE Agents who violently pull them from their jobs, courtroom and the streets and detain them in concentration camps. Living in constant fear makes the American dream a distant memory for all.

Gio gave a voice to all these people who are struggling to survive today. The character she portrayed was named Lucia, a graceful ballet dancer. The arts in America are also under attack so her idyllic profession makes surviving in America even harder. Before arriving at the festival, The Suitcase production was backed by a United Arts Individual Artist Grant, which makes me particularly happy.

Besides her own story, she related stories of Latin Americans from other countries who had uprooted their lives to come to America. The journeys are often insanely dangerous, but they all hope the American dream might still be alive.  This show was so important to see given the temperature of hatred and intolerance being spread in America today.

The stories told were true hero’s journeys. The souls brave enough to make the dangerous journey are also the souls who are brave enough to build a life here. Yet today there are so many stories of children being separated from parents and other atrocities that make it clear that we are living in inhumane times. The inhumanity helps distract from the presidential criminal actions that define the news every day.

After the performance I walked on stage to look at the suitcase which was open. It was filled with so many family photos from a family struggling to make a life here in America.

On the Statue of Liberty…

“Give me your tired, your poor,
Your huddled masses yearning to breathe free!”

Does this mean anything anymore when ICE agents are detaining people who are immigrants or citizens?

The “golden door” seems now to be a crude detention cage. I feel that The Suitcase was the most timely, important and brave play I saw at this year’s Fringe. Through personal stories it illuminated the dark heart of America today and the loneliness of trying to survive in a capitalist society. Even as a privileged white American, I identify with her story.

Fringe: Bullock and the Bandits IV: Devil in Deadwood

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I have sketched the Bandits before so I knew I could expect an amazing rock concert experience. Presented by Orlando, Florida Kangagirl Productions, Bullock and the Bandits lit the stage on fire with their music while honoring the western souls that passed away. The Renaissance theater hosted the Bandits. There was a disco mirrored horse in the entry hall. The Renaissance Theater has a new video monitor wall and the Bandits made full use of the screen for amazing visuals throughout the show.

David Lee as Sheriff Bullock was the lead singer and host for the band. Tamisha Harris as Stagecoach Mary, performed a stunning dance routine while stripping away layers of her black mourning dress. Her prowess as a singer and dancer lit up the stage. The show has a unique cowboy goth aesthetic that I love.

A visual that appeared often was the Bullock hotel which is in Deadwood South Dakota. This haunted western hotel must be the home for so many lost souls. The souls performing on stage might be ghosts but they certainly caused the audience of the living to go wild.

Tymisha Harris won the Outstanding Individual Performance (Musical) Critics’ Choice award at the Orlando International Fringe Festival for her trifecta of roles across three shows, which included her performance as Stagecoach Mary in Bullock & the Bandits alongside her roles in Josephine and Masquerade of the Red Death.

Fringe: Odyssea’s Family Tree

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Odyssea’s Family Tree produced by Project no.19 Performance Company, and sponsored by Dandelion Fitness, at the Orlando International Fringe Festival followed the journey of dancer Odyssea Siren through a series of pole dances. When the audience entered the theater all the dancers were lying in fetal positions on the stage. I started sketching immediately knowing I didn’t have much time to catch all the poses. Accuracy had to take a backstage seat to gesture. Lines of candles radiated from the center hub of the stage creating a romantic glow and spotlights illuminated quadrants of the stage as needed.

Each dancer then took turns performing on the 12 foot pole. I only tried to capture one dancer, and the challenge came from trying to capture the constant motion of dancers suspended, inverted and twirling around the pole. Between sets, the pole was vigorously wiped down.

Portraits were hung on clothing racks at the back of the stage. I didn’t know they were portraits until late in the show when the lighting allowed them to be seen. I believe the point was that the audience could see a dancer’s portrait after seeing how gracefully she moved and hearing her story.

The show, directed by Max Pinsky, featured contemporary dance and spoken-word pieces that showcased stories of generational trauma and survival. I didn’t really follow the story line; I just marveled at the athleticism of the pole dancers.

When in college, I went to 42nd street to do a series of sketches of strippers and pole dancers. Back then  42nd street was very gritty. This show elevates the pole dances to more of an art form but the uniforms of garter belts, thongs and high heals was very much the same. I would never get tired of sketching this much exposed anatomy in fluid motion. It was a thrilling show to sketch.

Fringe: Dreamwalker

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Cloud Feather Productions from Punta Gorda Florida presented Dreamwalker at the Orlando International Fringe Festival. Center stage was the largest Unity Drum in America. Most of the audience was invited on stage to beat bamboo xylophones and the huge Unity Drum. A small plush unicorn sat on a bar stool at center stage.

On the screen AI generated animations were used to tell a tale about anthropomorphic animals being warriors. I could not hear most of the narration from the animation shown because of the drumming. In general, there was a story about a Clan of the Unicorn. That story was impossible to decipher

I stopped trying to make sense of the proceedings and just went along with the flow of the mushroom fever dream. The show was written and directed by Joseph Breton on guitar, with Manuela Bass and Sarah Giustra offering back up on various instruments. So, was this a musical? Certainly not in the way Schmigadoon is a musical

Though billed for all ages, the show with its sappy AI generated animations seemed geared for grade school children who might not mind the artificially flavored imagery. The cast was warm and inviting but the choice of projected AI animation to tell the clan story missed the mark for a staged production. Heart felt narration as if told around a campfire might have better expressed the message which I think was about community, compassion, and unity though I really am not sure about the show’s intentions. When the cast was singing facing the largely empty audience bleachers, they would have their backs turned to the members of the audience on stage. The interactive aspect of the show was inspired but the staging felt fractured.

Had I chosen to bang away on a xylophone instead of sketching, I might have had a different impression of the show. My feelings about the cult like AI generated animation however were visceral. If such polished turds of animation are what we face in the future to tell stories, then humanity as a whole is in trouble, no matter how hard we try to drown it out by beating a drum.