Kates And Raven Riley

Clown

I take courses as Clown "on Thursdays.
so to say, however, whether a course

we say rather a "meeting clown
" a clowning weekly
"good poilade"
"a night club shaped "
" laughter therapy "
" happiness concentrated "
" deep anyway "

Thursday evening, is everything. It hard.

try to explain.

I have long sought a good drama classes. A real course, where we could mount a real play and play with seriousness and laughter on stage. I did not want stupid skits in a house and municipal associations.
I found it the year I played Ubu Roi OWNERS Montparnasse. They had played two months, a dream experience.
And then there was England, and then
there was the baker.

There, the situation has changed.
For a year, I was changing schedules too full to get involved in a course. I was too tired to learn a text, read, and then
anyway, I did not want. My life was bread. The bread my life.
And I was happy.

But there was an excitement to my life. I need
theater.
Always.

I looked again I found something. But ... it does not suit me. I stayed a month.

And then this year I told myself I was going to get into a something a little crazier. The clown.
My friend Jean-François (theater 2003-2004) had already taken the plunge. Stéphane of Ubu Roi had talked to me too. And then Matthew had always said that later, this is not the teacher profession that suited me was a clown. And then I had already written on the clown, the clown white, Augustus. Figure clown has always fascinated me.

So I tried a course, and I found.

The clown is a figure.
When you enter the room, one enters a world a little different, a world where everything is benevolence (Nicolas, the "teacher" told us that from day one, and it affected me a lot). No silly, not malice, it is there. Here, now, one book.
The moment one puts a red nose in the wings, before the mirror, is always a little solemn. Then we did a mini check up, how is it that I'm here? Which clown do I embody?

hop And we get on stage. Alone or in pairs. No forced text. An attitude, a presence.
the public eye, never to lose most. And then engages. We do not know how, but we try. Grins, other? Especially do not think, but look. Watch the mouth corners public darling. If they rise for a moment, I found an asset. One thing that makes you laugh. I try to make it back every few times.

The clown is here.
Celebration of by the turn of derision.

There is a depth of clown. The clown is the clown, he is there.
I found myself. It calms me. My clown
soothes me, my clown

frees me I loose.
My clown is my friend, it's me, it is my outlet.
There is more trouble, there is more kilos and kilos of flour, there is more to run the furnace, rolling her dough, there are more resignations, new boxes, the hassle.

Just a dozen clowns who play. Laughing.
Good poilade.
Thursday evening, midnight, I sleep. Little. Morning is waking.
I return to my bread, and my face Marie-Christine, there is some red, probably.