Shot by Paparazzi

Sunday September 28th 2014

Photo by Dan Rubin.

Photo by Dan Rubin.

I got up and did my makeup. I braided some of my hair and wrapped it around like a headband. I really like white face. Have I said that before? I’ve learned over the years what colors and looks suit me best. I am my own canvas. I pinned up my pink tulle skirt. I need a new costume! We were a tad late leaving for the park, but got to the tunnel at the same time we usually do. We sat in the wings and waited to set up. A family with a 6 month old puppy came and talked to us. They’re big fans. The daughter is 10 and very smart. She let me hold their puppy. The family remembered us from last year and said they’d be back on Wednesday to see us perform. Sal, the director of the film, came to see us and we talked about the film some more. When the Boyds finished, Miriam came to sing. When she saw me, she ran to hug me and picked me up! It was so sweet! We set up in the front while she sang in the back. I only had one string of bells. ūüôĀ I wore my lamb hoofs on the other ankle, but they didn’t make much sound. Dan came to photograph us. We went to the corner and took some lounging pictures while waiting to start. When Miriam finished, I hugged her goodbye and we began prayformance.

Photo by Dan Rubin.

Photo by Dan Rubin.

Our crowds were strange today. Big, but strange. There were a lot of paparazzi. A group, perhaps a family, of Asians snapped pictures of us non stop for the first 5 songs. This happens all the time, but today was different. I felt like I was being shot. They all stood directly in front of our case so no one could see our sign. One man was particularly intrusive¬†and got his camera really close to my face and came into our space to get shots. The photographer’s little son plopped himself in front of our case twice until I had to ask him nicely to move. I know it’s a public space and people can do what they want, but I wish people would be a little more conscious. These people just took picture after picture. I felt robbed. They even blocked other people from watching us. I like¬†Dan’s style of photographing. He knows what we’re going to do, so he never gets in the way. He’s gentle and humble, and he always sends us beautiful¬†pictures. It’s give and take, not just take. I encourage people¬†to watch us with their¬†eyes, not their¬†cameras and smartphones. Later, the break dancers came downstairs. They weren’t super loud, but it was right in the middle of “Sea Expressions,” one of our sweet pieces. We had a big crowd and most went over to watch them. I feel betrayed when that happens. If some guy started whistling and drawing attention to himself during a concert of ours, they would be thrown out, but in public, everyone goes to watch them. Odd, huh? We were able to do the rest of our set when they stopped playing the boom box, so it was ok.

Photo by Dan Rubin.

Photo by Dan Rubin.

We were both exhausted when we finished. The performing couple who came to see us perform yesterday came back. I thanked Adam for his letter. He asked us straight out, “Do you collaborate?” I was taken aback. He wants us to play Irish music with him. I didn’t know how to say “no” nicely. “It’s a pretty busy year.” Thoth said. “We’re usually pretty stubborn and do our own thing.” I said. Dan sat with us while we packed up. “Thank you for spending time with us Dan. We love having you with us.” I said. “Yes, thank you Dan.” Thoth said. We walked to the subway together and said goodbye.

The subway platform was slowly filling with smoke. It got so bad we decided to leave and look for another entrance. We got to another station, but there were no downtown trains, so we walked to yet another station and finally went home. We were both horribly tired when we got home, but we had to go out again to have dinner with Katharine and her husband. We took showers and got dressed again and walked to the train. We finally arrived at Kathrine’s apartment and had dinner. We were so tired once we ate, we talked for a little and went home again. Thoth was still hungry so he got a sandwich at the deli and we went back to our apartment. Thoth passed out in bed and I wrote my blog.

I can’t wait to make the movie and rehearse for our opera. I think it’s time we had a theatre with focused audiences and a quiet, resonant space to perform our work. It will be a luxury to be paid to film the movie and it will be a luxury be paid to rehearse for our opera. That’s why I’m not so upset these days when we have a hard day. We have other things besides public performance now. I love performing in public, but performing indoors is pretty amazing, too. It’s a blessing we can do this work together.