Beyond arriving

I hope you didn’t think you had heard the last of us! Ok so I haven’t posted in a couple of weeks (long time I know in the world of web). But we were taking a well earned break. And that break was actually pretty full on.

Of course, Precipice at SkyCity was everything we could have hoped for. And it won’t be the last you hear from Kaleidoscope, trust me.

But for now, real life is back.
For the last two weeks we have been moving premises. Sure, it’s a big job (huge) but it is so exciting!
Everyone has been busy busy busy packing up, culling, purging … not to mention building, painting and all round prettying up (i brought the lavender in a pink plastic cup!)

I’ll bring you photos of the new place soon, but in the meantime, here is choreography from our amazing Oliver Wilson. Enjoy!

In the meantime, we still don’t have a floor at the new place so we’ll be training at the beach again this week. I know, life is tough.

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We have arrived!

Everything is awesome.

This big big theatre with it’s big big stage.
Not to mention the big big backstage! The mirrors with the lights around them make your eyes twinkle like a thousand diamonds.
The audience feels intimate despite the 700 seats. The view of the stage is beautiful, especially when seated back more than the first 8 rows. The view from the back is amazing, the stage is framed like a picture.
Oli killed his hiphop routine last night at rehearsal, it gave me the chills. It killed his injured back too , but a couple of painkillers and he’s ready to go for tonight. OPENING NIGHT!!!!!

A big big big big HUGE thank you to SkyCity’s wonderful people, and also to all of Waiheke who helped us get here.

This is gonna be one hell of a night.

See you there!

Next stop, SkyCity

We are packing the truck. 🙂

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It’s all feeling pretty unreal right now. Feelings are running weird down at the KPA shed at the moment, I can tell you.
The energy in the group has been really odd the last couple of weeks. It’s hard to explain the vibe: Not worrying, not surprising, just odd.

On the one hand, we are pooing our pants. The capacity of SkyCity theatre is 700 people. How scary-amazing would it be to perform for that many people. Apparently applause from a crowd that big hits you like a wave.
And the venue! We are just a group of nobodies from Waiheke island. Can we live up to that? SkyCity is sponsoring us! Oh the pressure!

On the other hand, will there be anybody sitting in that huge theatre to watch our show? Advertising has not been as successful as we hoped. What if nobody comes?
Question: What’s even more scary than the thought of a huge audience? Answer: The thought of an empty audience.

There are so many different and unfamiliar winds blowing through the stress-mush that is my brain. I, for one, just want to put my head under the blanket and hide from the world.

But I know deep down that the troupe will pull through all these crazy times. We know this show. Over the last two months we’ve made it even better.
We have sharpened, tightened, honed, trained. Weight has been lost and gained, muscles have been torn and strained. We have suffered, criticised, taken offence, gossiped and … carried on regardless. We have been through emotional hell when our original sponsor turned out to be a really bad guy and got arrested. We are still here though, still fighting, still fundraising.

The people of Waiheke have been so supportive. First Boosted, then raffle prizes, and all the people buying raffle tickets too. Not to mention the people coming over to be part of our audience.
Huge Thank You Waiheke!!! Big Slobbery Kisses!!!!

Kathy reminded us that amongst all this pressure we still have a responsibility to ourselves to enjoy this whole great experience. As such, yesterday’s rehearsal kicked off with the parachute.

An old Kaleidoscope tradition, the parachute is usually reserved for kids, yesterday it was dusted off for the senior troupe. With it, we played crocodile, bubbles, cloud-making. We had a ball. We acted like children, and we so needed it!
At the end, we all took turns in the middle of the parachute, with the rest of the people lifting up the edges to make the middle person fly up in the air and be caught again. Exhilarating, terrifying, liberating. Good, clean, beautiful FUN!

Because we’re about to go and be grown-up professionals at SkyCity, and Precipice will transport and move the audience, no matter how big or small it may turn out to be.

Room on the Fat bench

Have you ever felt like you’re fat? I do. Every day (it’s sad really).
All the other girls at Kaleidoscope have felt like that too.
You feel like you are fat, and you see girls around you that seem perfect. It’s an illusion though. The truth is, even the perfect girls feel fat. There’s always more room on the fat bench…

There is something wrong with our society. Women are objectified to the point where we even start to objectify ourselves. Eating disorders, low self-esteem, how do we fight this?

By talking about it and getting other people talking about it.

Operation: Flash Mob !!!

Here are the details of the flash mob we are doing this Saturday. We need numbers so please come along and bring your friends.

We will meet at the University of Auckland in the general library foyer at 1pm, Saturday 8th October to plan the flash mob and hand out a ‘FAT’ sign to each participant. If you don’t feel comfortable wearing a ‘FAT’ sign, that’s ok, we will work something out. We will synchronise watches and confirm the final time and location. The flash mob itself will most likely be in Aotea square (weather dependent) later that same afternoon.

The plan for the flash mob itself is very simple. Mill around until you notice the first group of people reveal their ‘FAT’ signs and sit down somewhere. Then pull out your fat sign and go and stand or sit with the other ‘FAT’ people. If you object to wearing a ‘FAT’ sign, that’s ok, just join in the dancing at the end.
Then the ‘PERFECT’ girl will walk past, and reveal that she, too, has a ‘FAT’ sign.
This is when the music starts, and everyone will start to dance. Dance however you like: subtle, crazy, sexy, whatever. The point is to let go and have fun. You can then throw your fat signs away, and stomp on them or whatever, and just celebrate how beautiful we all are, whatever size or shape.

End Flash Mob.

Let’s take back our bodies and our minds!

Text 022 073 0947 if you need more info.