Fringe: We Got Got

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Kerry Ipema from Brooklyn New York presented We Got Got at the Orlando International Fringe Festival. Kerry Ipema and KK Apple with their black ties and red white and blue business attire opened the show with a peppy business pitch where they pushed every corporate buzz word in their   thirst to bring profit to their theatrical endeavors. With so much enthusiasm how could they go wrong? As a matter of fact they were well on their way to achieving their corporate goals but then their accountant stepped in and ripped them off.

Rather than accepting this injustice they began to plot a complex revenge heist. Police simply shrugged off their complaints so they needed to take matters into their own hands. There is an addictive chemistry between Ipema and Apple that convinced me that they could pull off even the most convoluted attempt at getting their money back.

I felt a certain pleasure in hoping that their revenge fantasy could possibly come true. Perhaps it is a fantasy to think that blue collar thieves might be held accountable for their blatant thefts. The present administration in office makes it seem like theft is the American dream.

The fast-paced banter and at times syncopated delivery is what makes the show tic. It is also inevitable that an audience would want to root for the underdog. These two struggling actresses had been wronged and ther must be some way for justice to prevail. The show itself is proof that being ripped off by (redacted) did not slow the roll of these two creative power houses.

In sketching the show, I could not decide in one pose for each of the actresses. I started to sketch them multiple times since they were all over the stage. The show was an absolute joy to watch, and I got to meet Ipema and Apple multiple times on the green lawn of Fabulousness. They are joyously curious and endlessly funny.

Fringe: In Their Footsteps

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Infinite Variety Productions from Brooklyn New York presented In Their Footsteps at the Orlando International Fringe Festival. When anyone asks me about my sketching project in Europe, I always say, that I was following in my father’s footsteps in WWII. With that said, I could not resist going to see In Their Footsteps. This show was about five woman who served as nurses, librarians or members of the Women’s Army Corps during the Vietnam was.

When I entered the theater I picked a front row sketching vantage point. On the seat next to me there was a bandana which I thought someone might have left when they got up to leave the previous show. I made a note to myself to bring it to lost and found when I left after this show. Then a woman sat in the seat and put the bandana around her neck. That was odd I thought. She arrived late. Was she steeling someone’s bandana?

When the play started, she walked on stage. She was one of the five female nurses. To start the nurses talked about being excited to travel to the exotic country of Vietnam. The dialogue in the show was built from many oral histories from the actual women who served near the front lines. The women were actually direct targets for enemy fire. The enemy felt that if they killed a woman, then the men would become demoralized. None of these women were killed in action.

The women were also warned not to fraternize with the men. One nurse offered a ride to a soldier back to base and when her supervising officer found out, she got reprimanded. The isolation lead to the women building friendships amongst themselves. The gritty reality of the war cut off all the early optimism. Each woman just hoped to get home away from the harassment and enemy fire.

Toward the end of the show each woman held up artwork of the woman they were portraying. It was a clear reminder that these were very real stories being told. Some of the art work was lost in shadows because the portraits were not held right to catch the light. I guess when you look to the past some people are clearly seen while others recede into the shadows. This show helped showcase the bravery of these woman. The emotional impact lingered.

Fringe: The Lord of the Sword

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Jacob D’ Eustachio from New York, New York presented The Lord of the Sword at the Orlando International Fringe Festival. This show was a fun medieval circus romp. If Florida Governor Ron Deathsantis wants to see a Fringe show that is completely family friendly, then this is the show he should see.

The premise of this show is that the master juggling and sword swallowing expert was not available to perform. His apprentice played by Jacob had to fill in. He excused anything that would follow as the attempts of a newby.  There was a treasure chest full of things to be juggled. When he began juggling with absolute expert abandon the audience was amazed at his beginner’s luck. If a sword happened to fall, then it was easily excused.

Jacob called out to the audience to find someone to fill in for the missing master juggler. He picked Eric Pinder who is an opera producing powerhouse. Though uncertain what was expected of him, Eric played the part of the Master with aplomb. The show always felt like it was on the edge of collapse. I am certain this was intentional because the laughs obtained from witnessing absolute chaos very hardy.

There was one bit where Jacob asked a member to the audience to catch a loaf of bread. For some reason, he lobbed a loaf of bread at me. I had a brush in my right hand, so I tried to catch the loaf with my left hand and missed. My embarrassment was short lived, because he was soon lobbing loafs of bread to everyone in the audience. When people started biting into the bread, he shouted out that the bread was for juggling not eating.

This was a fun 50-minute show and I was laughing the whole time.

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.

Generic Male: Just What We Need, Another Show About Men

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This two man show at the Orlando International Fringe Festival was quite hilarious. The show features Ashley Jones and Darren Stevenson using acrobatics, clowning, and physical theater to deconstruct and skewer outdated stereotypes of manhood. To start they asked all the men to stand in the audience. In one point in the play there was to be a call and response, and the men of the audience had to grunt out their response as loudly as they could. The second acrobat was pulled out of the audience making it seem like he was your average man.

One particularly funny routine had the two men pulling long johns high up over their shoulders and then their hands were held down near their crotch acting as sock puppets. The from inside the crotch. There were were many costume changes and some more racy numbers where clothing was just an afterthought. These acrobats were ripped.

One intriguing routine had one of the duo having an in-depth manly conversation as he used the other man as a chair. He then crawled over, around and upside down between the legs of the other man, using him in a delicate balancing act. I resisted sketching these more precarious moments since I knew it would be a problem to make them believable since they would only last qonly fraction of a moment.

I chose to sketch a rather still moment in the action where one actor stole a chair from the other. The heated discussion for the other actor to be permitted to sit dug much deeper into hidden resentments, where minor concessions would not appease a pattern if taking while offering little in return.

I find that describing the action is difficult since what the two would do often defied gravity. What is more important is that I was laughing out loud throughout. This was a wild fun show presented by Push Physical Theater of Rochester New York.

Mystic Ice Cream Karaoke Night

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By Thomas Thorspecken

Mystic Ice Cream (1217 Miller Road, Fruitland Park FL) has a Karaoke night every Tuesday and Friday from 5:30pm to 8:30pm. I went to this event with Stella P. Arbelaeéz Tascón, who I first met about 30 years ago at Disney Feature Animation. She was an effects artist at Disney, having graduated from the internship the year before me, and she is just as devoted to sketching from life as I am. Stella went to the Fashion Institute of Technology, an art school in NYC about the same time as I was attending the School of Visual Arts, also in NYC.

This karaoke event is very well attended, so much so, that I thought we might have to use ours art stools. However, we were invited to sit at a big round table with a lovely group of new friends. I suspect many of the folks at this Karaoke night were from The Villages which is a huge retirement, active lifestyle, community north of where my studio is now in Lake County. I also suspect many of the singers were plants, because there was some amazing talent in the crowd, from classic era romantic crooners to country singers.

One song I absolutely had to sing along with was Frank Sinatra’s New York New York. Stella joined in as well. she claims to be tome deaf, but she actually carried this tune magnificently. I just recently came back from looking at homes in New York State and I am committing to making that move north although I am not sure exactly where I will land.

There was a third artist in the crowd who seemed to do close up portraits of singers. So this particular evening had three different artists documenting the stellar evening of songs. People must have signed up to sing before hand because the music maestro would call people up in quick succession. I have sung. karaoke before, but I remained as a back up singer for this evening. One of the proprietors was delighted to find two urban sketchers sketching away. She took a photo of Stella and I  holding up our sketches. Amazingly, the singer that I sketched much earlier in the evening was up on the stage again when she took the photo, making it look like the sketch had happened in an instant.

Of course Stella and I also had some delicious ice cream. I ordered a peanut flavored chocolate ice cream mix that was to die for. When I sketch, I tend to hyper focus, and I forgot about the ice cream, so it became a tasty soup before the sketch was complete. This was a perfect event for me to humm and sing along with each song. I tend to hum along during musicals and I have to try and stifle that urge so as not to distract the professional actors on stage.

Mystic Ice Cream has four locations with one about to open in Mount Dora Florida. If they offer Karaoke in Mount Dora, I know the place will be packed. The other locations are… 6770 US Highway 44 Summerland FL, 38 East Magnolia Avenue Eustice FL, and 314 West Main Street Leesburg Fl,.

Albany Airport

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My week of trying to see properties in New York State was disappointing. By the end of the week I felt I had found the perfect studio which was built specifically for a sculptor, but it had multiple offers and was off the market.

Brokers canceled showings or just didn’t show up to the showings they had scheduled. By the end of the week, I was frustrated and furious.

One week is not enough to find a home/studio especially with irresponsible brokers. I am now considering renting a small place in Upstate New York as a home base from which to continue the search. I found a church basement for rent in Kingston, New York, which looks intriguing.

On Zillow, I have found several places which seemed perfect, but the both sold out before I could see them. There is one property in Mount Dora Florida which is still for sale and I love it, but I am committing myself to making the move north to get away from the heat. The central air conditioning unit in the studio I am renting now broke down and I purchased several window AC units but they can not keep up with the endless overwhelming heat. This is fueling my decision to move north. I also want to be within a one or 2 hour train or bus ride from NYC. I feel I have done my time in Florida. It is time to feel the peace of an upstate studio and a weekly or monthly visit to feel the energy of the Big Apple.

In August and September, My life will once again going to be in upheaval.

Church of the Good Shepherd Episcopal Church

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When the real estate broker didn’t show up to the home I was considering buying in Greenwood Lake, New York, I walked through the little downtown area and decided to sketch the Episcopal Church of the Good Shepherd.

At first I sat on a stone wall but when it came time to add watercolor washes, I sat inside the churchyard and used the stone wall to lean against. Street side of the wall were four porto potties. They must have been left over from some street fair.

As the sketch neared completion, I stated making more phone calls to try and arrange to see the home I wanted to see. I refused to work with the broker who had given me the run around and didn’t communicate.

I was given a new broker to work with whose name was Zilma Rivera. She was having an pen house at a very expensive home up on a hill  that overlooked the lake. I am hoping Zilma will continue to help me as I continue my search. I will need to be local to the lower New York State area to continue the search, so I plan to find a rental in this area while I search.

At that property we had a nice relaxed talk since no one showed up to the open house other than me. Surprisingly she let me know that home prices were slowly dropping, which is great for me.

Callicoon Barn Studio

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I took a trip up to New York State for a week to search for an artist studio to buy. I gave myself a week to search for places within a one hundred mile radius of NYC.

The drive to this property from further upstate was absolutely spectacular. Side roads wound their way down the Delaware river and a large lake. For one long stretch, I never had to hit the gas pedal since the car coasted down the mountain valley for about half an hour. My ears would pop as I descended or gained elevation.

This converted barn in Callicoon, New York was the first property I looked at. The barn sits on 3 acres that slope away towards the woods on none side and multiple sloping fields on the other. It must be amazing to watch a sunset form this elevated property.

My broker was a bit late, so I started the sketch. The property owner is an artist and seemed to be a single woman occupying all this space. She shouted at me from the doorway, “Hey, why not come sit up on the deck is is much more comfortable?” I was sitting on a low moss covered slate wall as I sketched. I shouted back, “I am an artist doing a sketch.” I shouted out that I loved the huge skylights. She let me know that the skylights were for her studio. The conversation ended after that since she had to cart off a mattress to a local dump using her Prius.

She left the front door open and when the agent arrived we walked around inside. The place really is perfect, although it is far larger than I need. The upstairs studio is huge. An amazing feature which I have never seen before was a false wall that was set up for the entire length of the room, covering the skylights. The walls were set up with large paneled doors which could be opened in front of the skylights that she wanted to open. Another great feature of the false walls is that they offered tons of art storage space.

The bedroom downstairs which was an addition also had sky lights and it too would make a great studio space since there were two other bedrooms to spare. A bathroom was decorated in a Japanese theme and had a bidet. Grape vines covered the outdoor patio. Everything seemed idyllic and perfect but then the broker pointed out the grey panels that were used to cover each end of the barn. Those panels were asbestos.

I was staying with KC Cali and Bob Szafranski, north of this property. They had moved to New York State two months ago from Orlando Florida. Bob worked in construction for years and he pointed out that removing the asbestos was a very  expensive proposition. He also said that if there was asbestos, you could bet that there would be lead paint inside. Another down side to the property was that there was no cell phone service. When I tried to bring up Google maps to find my way back to KC and Bob’s, the signal didn’t kick in again until I had driven a mile away from the property. Another down side is that the drive to NYC is almost 3 hours which is much further than I am hoping for. Although the property seems perfect in so many ways, I had to let it slide.

Portland Trail

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I am searching for a home. One, I called the Umatilla Homestead. I was making plans to turn an   pool into a greenhouse and I wanted to build a col retractable staircase up to the attic which is large enough to house a studio.

Anyway this place was just sold before I made an offer. So I am back to the search. There are several I saw that are habitable, but I want something that sings to me.

Last week Just Jeff started his cross country hike. He will start in Delaware where he will take a quick dip in the Atlantic. He will then hike across America and then jump in the Pacific ocean when he gets to California. The American Discovery Trail is 4,834 miles.  He tends to walk 25 miles a day, so he may be hiking 193 days or 6 to 7 months if he doesn’t stop in communities along the way.

Before he left, he showed me how he packs his bag. I paid close attention to the supplies needed and how to pack them. He used to pack neatly but realized over time that just shoving everything in the pack better utilized the space. I am starting to think that the open trail might be calling my name rather than buying a studio right now. I have camping equipment from my cross country trek way back in the 1980s. The studios I fall in love with seem to sell out from under me before I commit. Maybe it is a sign.

I found am amazing home in Ithica, New York but it is light years from NYC. The chimney if falling apart, but that could be fixed with staples and some ductape. Taxes on that property are over $10,000 a year. Yikes! But it is soooo pretty and built in 1912 so it has tons of character. Once again the place is much bigger than I need at this point in my life. Ithica is supposed to be a community that supports the arts. There are multiple theaters and visual art galleries. It could be a place to reestablish my sketch a day habit starting from scratch. I am searching in all directions for a place to call home.