A reflection on the whole course of Le Jeu at Gaulier. Today, I’m heading into week 3 here at Gaulier. And that means we’re moving onto a second of the 2-week courses: Bouffons So before my brain gets blasted with a new firehose of teaching, it makes sense to reflect a little on what I’ve
A reflection after Week 2 of Le Jeu at Gaulier As I’m taking it easy following my ridiculous fall yesterday (see previous post… no, you can go and find the link to the post for yourself, I’m not your mother), I’ve been thinking about my general “social ineptness” and a concept we’ve been learning here…
Last day of Le Jeu at Gaulier. I did something a bit stupid today. Isn’t stupid a requirement for clowns? Fine. Let’s say “ill advised” then. As a result, I spent the end of one the morning lying on my back on the floor. And the afternoon class sitting at the back of the room
Day 2 of Week 2 of Le Jeu at Gaulier A comment from a fellow classmate made me wonder today: How does feeling “pleasure” on stage (a core part, if not THE core part of Gaulier’s teaching) go along with being – for want of a better word – authentic… Or as I usually think
Day 6 (Day 1 of week 2) of Le Jeu at Gaulier. I started today thinking about The Leap. The Leap is something I talk about sometimes. It’s that moment when you say “fuck it” and you just go for it… whatever it is that you are going to go for. (You know, part of
It’s my day off – the Sunday at the end of week 1 of Le Jeu at Gaulier. My intention was to write a summary of the week… but what does that mean? Should I write a beat by beat list of all the exercises we did throughout the week? That seems boring. Useful for
Day 4 of Le Jeu at Gaulier And so it turns around. For the first time. It may change again. I expect it to. I expect to get another low and another about turn. Hopefully several. The day before yesterday, I was in a low. In a feeling that “I am shit.” And today, I
Day 3 of Le Jeu. And today is the first when I have that inkling of uncertainty. That feeling that “maybe I am not good.” Or, let’s be honest, a feeling of… “maybe I’m shit” This is a natural part of the process, so I welcome it (logically if not emotionally). Still, it’s uncomfortable. Why?
It’s not easy being green When you lean into the Queen and you whisper in her ear “Your finger’s green! Maam, your hand’s turned flat like an old runner bean Oh my god, those fingers are totally obscene, Hey Queen, are you on drugs? Charlie Sheen? So, where have your green fingers been?” The world
Day 2 of Gaulier’s Le Jeu course (the first of the 3 x 2-week courses I’m doing). As often happens in courses, the second day starts to feel more familiar. On day 1, the first thing we experienced (after the required form filling, covid testing, and general getting our bearings in the space) was the
