More thoughts to come from me shortly on clown class, but I just got this through and had to share it. Our lovely teacher Holly Stoppit http://hollystoppit.com/ put together a poem from our thoughts and feedback on the first six weeks. It’s half term this week. No class!! What will we do??!! *gasp*
Clown is much better than real life.
Clown is simple, honest chaos.
Clown is creative, positive focus.
Clown is uncensored, flexible silliness.
Clown is a philosophy.
Clown is a lifestyle.
Clown is a social moooovement.
We move, we jump, we leap, slide and roll,
Dancing and singing our way to presence.
We clown from da gut,
From our Instinct
There we find truthful stillness
And spontaneous release
We are the Jackass Monkey
Bending the rules
And our legs
We are the Fruity Lizard,
In the moment.
Clown is the lowest form,
Yet it’s harder than it looks
Clown is engaging, connecting with others,
Clown is pure raw vulnerability
Clowns try to be brave,
Stand tall, let go.
Clown is bruised and happy knees.
Clown is tribal, experiential, conceptual,
Clown is boing boing boo bah boo
With splongelicious playfulness
Clown is all about
Clowning is best when not forced,
Unless forced is funny.
So clowning is going with whatever works,
Looking into each others eyes
There are rules,
Can be played with,
Then tampered with,
Then thrown out the window
Clowning is laughter
Released by sharing
Our authentic, subversive Selves with others.
Together we dive into the unconscious
In search of the inner child.
Together we side-step the inner critic,
Gaining freedom and energy
To be as daft as we really are.
We don’t know where we’re going,
But that’s OK!
We are a team,
United by our noses
And a thirst for fun
To inspire us.
(by Holly, Nick, Tripper, Amy, Ollie, Jules, Alice, Phillip, Carlos, Pawlala, Garath, Rachel)