Showing posts with label dance. Show all posts
Showing posts with label dance. Show all posts

Thursday, 21 October 2010

Put Pigface on!

Put Pigface on so we can have a mosh mosh!
Poppy whispered "I'm still alive" yesterday (for some odd reason)... and this reminded me of a Pigface song - so I dug out the CD and listened to it in the car, Poppy said "what does pigface sound like?" (seeing as she wasn't in the car with me)... "oh, it's mosh music"...

Thursday, 14 October 2010

This is the best class ever...

This is the best class ever, I don't want it to finish!
Gabi and I had the pleasure of running a mask making workshop for danceLive, in line with Gabi's images she was commissioned to produce for the "Games for Scotland" (Aberdeen). We didn't have many kids attend sadly, but the ones that did come, were brilliant and loved every minute of it. We even had Poppy with us, and she made a few new friends! (in the cardboard fort and outside!). Young Amy gave us the Quote for the day, as she made a dragon mask, fake flames on a stick, and some double sided fire bugs to boot! ace fun.

I was also lucky enough to host a CCS networking night in cityMoves too, where Andrew Dixon (head of Creative Scotland), Professor Paul Harris (Head of Gray's) and Ian Spink (choreographer) gave us an interesting night of talks and performances... thanks to everyone that came

Monday, 11 October 2010

If you swallow macaroni down the wrong pipe...

If you swallow macaroni down the wrong pipe, don't worry Poppy, you can still breathe if it goes in long ways.
this was preceded with "ooh! I've swallowed a macaroni down the wrong pipe!" after noming into a nice macaroni pie from the bakers, on our way to Claypots today. I think this works for any hollow food stuffs... the downside? your breath then smells of said food stuff for 4 days, until the food turns into CO2. Or a burp.... which is smelly CO2.

I think she dislodged it with some moshing, so that's OK.

Monday, 16 August 2010

It was good...

It was good, but we didn't do any twirls!
Today, Gabs took Poppy to her first Ballet lesson... They apparently did soldiers - marching, saluting, gassing... errr... ok, not the last one. I came home to a chuffed looking Pops, eating her tea... "so, how did it go?" - "oh, super! We did this, and this, and that and this..." (marching and saluting and flying around the room)... but... no twirls... no twirls...