Well, think I have recovered from the last performance held at Studio 180 Lambeth. How did I think Kernel Essays went? Well actually I was pretty pleased with it. I was delighted with the support from friends who helped me and also the accommodating nature of the host Sam Hacking who organised the event and the residents of the studio itself. I think I need to branch out with participants and collaborate with people to compensate for my missing skills and experience in designing performance however.
So I have signed myself up for a 10 week course in Cabaret and Performance called Variety and Variety at the Camden Roundhouse. Leaping out of my comfort zone? Yes! Hopefully this will help me with my project and get me working with a group of young performers in my age range.
In the meantime I have rewritten my budget for the No Strings Attached Scheme. Even though the previous grant application has been successful I have to consider all the options for an evolving work. It is fortunate that there is a gap between so that I can adjust figures.
I have now broken down the NAS part of the budget to cover mentor fees, transport, venue hire and documentation. Documentation is the largest segment of the grant so far after my fees for the project. It pays for two cameramen using dslrs, boom mics and camera equipment. The person who is doing this for me I know from part time work. If you work in a cinema you’ll be up to your eyeballs in film making enthusiasts.
So what about the work itself? Well I have come up with an idea but I am very scared. Can I recreate a 1930’s Jazz Bar in a Surrey church? Maybee. I have been listenting to a lot of Jazz recently. But there is this feeling of adventure, unity and progression from that era of creativity which is very alluring. There is also the music. And the poetry. Did you know Louis Armstrong was also a Poet? Ashamedly, neither did I. But there is a whole raft of it, mostly American from what I can see, though I could be wrong.
I guess what is sticking this atmosphere of smoky New Orleans in my head is a quote supposedly stated by Ezra Pound about The Waste Land: that Eliot was ‘drowning in a sea of Jazz’. What a statement. What an idea. Reading the words of T S Eliots work, I understand. I guess this is where my script for Kernel Essays came in. I broke its structure down. Perhaps the inevitable progression is John Cage territory – incidental performance? Is that possible?
And what has this got to do with art? Well it all comes from the same era. And what started up in New Orleans Jazz Bars became an innovative form of music. At the same time Modernism in painting and art was in full swing, and became a paradigm shift enveloping architecture, literature, art, music and fashion. I might be making a huge historical inaccuracy, but is there some truth in saying that Modernism had part of its origins in or at least shares its lineage with a form of music that originated in the Black community of twentieth century North America?
I have started drawing on musical notation paper and tracing around shadows. I have been dismembering my old photographs into boozy collages. I have been collecting glass containers. I have been listening to a ceremonial brass bell and letting it make drawings for me.
