Tapestry Playback Theatre Performance 10th Dec
Thursday, December 07, 2006
Hey peeps,
I have a show with Tapestry Playback this Sun! Come and have fun... :)
"We've always had a theme to perform to, now that there's no theme, we'll use nothing to give you everything!"
"This time we really go where the audience leads us! They're gonna have a blast!"
"If you know how Playback works, you know this one is going to be an amazing show."
Join us in the challenge to make a performance out of nothing and everything! Come watch Tapestry Playback Theatre's next performance:
The "?" Show
10th December 2006, Sun
7 pm
Blk 40A, Margaret Drive, level 2
(The Room Above Queenstown Hawker Centre)*
Price: $12.00 **
For students and group discount (5 or more) - $10
Hurry! Tickets are going fast, only 50 seats available!
Email Renee at tapestry.sg@gmail.com for queries and booking of tickets
*Please dress comfortably for sitting on rugs
**Part of the proceeds go to Playback Cambodia Fund
About Playback Theatre
This is a theatre form based on improvisation and it has been practice in over 30 countries in the world.
It was created by Jonathan Fox who believed in a spontaneous theatre that reflected back to a gathered audience their view of the world as they experienced it.
In a playback theatre performance, an audience member tells a real feeling or story from their life situations, chooses actors to play the different roles, and watches as their story is given artistic shape and coherence.
By telling and re-enacting these stories, Playback Theatre enables a community to get to know its members better.
It is all about respect, sharing real stories, connecting Individuals to each other, and creating a deeper sense of community
For more information about playback theatre, please visit www.playbacknet.org
PLAYBACK CAMBODIA
Tapestry Playback Theatre (Singapore) will be embarking on another playback journey to Cambodia (13-26 Dec 2006). This time, we will be working on a joint community performance with social workers, community workers and counselors from Mercy Teams International (MTI). Tapestry will also be partnering MTI in a project with Healthcare Center for Children (HCC).
This is a purely voluntary effort from Tapestry members. If you will like to support us, or have a heart in helping the children of Cambodia, do contribute what you can to the Tapestry Playback Cambodia Fund.
For more information on how you can do this, call Anne Chua at 90068678.
Flower from concrete jungle _ b l o g g e d _ @ 12:50 AM |
It's the time again...
Tuesday, December 05, 2006
It's the time of the day again.
The kind of time that compels you to stop everything you are doing and heave a deep sigh.
I was working as usual, to the wee hours of the night.
Work feeds my soul, fuels my passion and keeps my heart beating.
Looking through the previous evidences of work, I can't help but smile to myself. The crazy people I've met, the gorgeous works that were created, the ties that bind and bonds that tie us together.
But I think I've lost something along the way.
I've forgotten how it is like to be with one person whom I could share everything with.
I put my heart in my hand.
Flower from concrete jungle _ b l o g g e d _ @ 2:15 AM |
Addiction to drug is not a human's prerogative ;)
Sunday, November 05, 2006
"We couldn't keep our dog's addiction a secret any longer," Laura Mirsch says. "The neighbors all knew that Lady was a drug addict, and soon the other dogs weren't allowed to play with her."
Go here to read and listen to this. I'm utterly amused! :D
Flower from concrete jungle _ b l o g g e d _ @ 4:02 AM |
The Greatest Advice
Saturday, October 28, 2006
by Rick Warren, The Purpose Driven Life
Don't date because you are desperate.
Don't marry because you are miserable.
Don't have kids because you think your genes are superior.
Don't philander because you think you are irresistible.
Don't associate with people you can't trust.
Don't cheat. Don't lie. Don't pretend.
Don't dictate because you are smarter.
Don't demand because you are stronger.
Don't sleep around because you think you are old enough & know better.
Don't hurt your kids because loving them is harder.
Don't sell yourself, your family, or your ideals.
Don't stagnate!
Don't regress.
Don't live in the past.
Time can't bring anything or anyone back.
Don't put your life on hold for possibly Mr. Right.
Don't throw your life away on absolutely Mr. Wrong because yourbiological clock is ticking.
Learn a new skill.Find a new friend.Start a new career.
Sometimes, there is no race to be won, only a price to be paid for some of life's more hasty decisions.
To terminate your loneliness, reach out to the homeless.
To feed your nurturing instincts, care for the needy.
To fulfill your parenting fantasies, get a puppy.
Don't bring another life into this world for all the wrong reasons.
To make yourself happy, pursue your passions & be the best of what you can be.
Simplify your life. Take away the clutter.
Get rid of destructive elements: abusive friends, nasty habits, anddangerous liaisons.
Don't abandon your responsibilities but don't overdose on duty.
Don't live life recklessly without thought and feeling for your family.
Be true to yourself.Don't commit when you are not ready.
Don't keep others waiting needlessly.
Go on that trip. Don't postpone it.Say those words.
Don't let the moment pass.Do what you have to, even at society's scorn.
Write poetry.Love Deeply.Walk barefoot.Dance with wild abandon. Cry at the movies.
Take care of yourself. Don't wait for someone to take care of you.
You light up your life.You drive yourself to your destination.
No one completes you - except YOU.
It isn't true that life does not get easier with age.
It only gets more challenging.Don't be afraid. Don't lose your capacity to love.
Pursue your passions.Live your dreams.
Don't lose faith in God. Don't grow old. Just grow YOU!
When you give someone your time, you are giving them a portion of your life that you'll never get back. Your time is your life. That is why the greatest gift you can give to someone is your time.Relationships take time and effort, and the best way to spell love is T-I-M-E because the essence of love is not what we think or do or provide for others, but how much we give of ourselves.
====================================================
courtesy of my friend Mike for this article...
I love it... a Life of purpose and with truth...
I'm high on LIFE ALREADY! :D
Flower from concrete jungle _ b l o g g e d _ @ 2:59 AM |
Mime open rehearsal performance
Friday, September 08, 2006
hey peeps,
sorry to use this place for advertising again... actually it is just to spread the information.
i'm having a show with Mime Unlimited for their Open Rehearsal Performance. Details are as follow:
Mime Unlimited's 4th Open Rehearsal Performance (ORP) runs from 13-16
September, 8.00 pm at Teater Kami's Black Box in 126 Cairnhill Arts Centre.
The annual showcase is directed by Christina Sergeant, Artistic
Director of Mime Unlimited
The ORP is a showcase of new, movement-based work created by the
performers. It's a celebration of the open rehearsals held by Mime
Unlimited. These weekly sessions are open to anyone interested in
mime and movement. Participants warm-up, practice and improvise with
an opportunity to showcase their work in the ORP.
Highlights in this year's performance include:
"Object-ifs"- three new solos inspired by a bag, a length of string
and an umbrella by Vanessa Ho, Renee Chua and Wong Young Tseng.
Low Keng Shin's "First Impressions" is a quirky look at filling a void.
"The First Step" is a chilling journey into addiction by Sharmini Winslow.
Man's relentness quest for bigger and better is the subject of Sirfan
Sulaimi's darkly funny "The Other Side of Man".
"Zip! and Zap!" part of Mime Unlimited's repertoire, is restaged by
Renee Chua and Vanessa Ho, and
"Devotion" brings the whole group together in one new work.
Tickets are available through Mime Unlimited.
ALL TICKETS ARE $12.
For student groups of 10 or more, a special rate of $10 per ticket.
You can book by calling Mime Unlimited on 62351325, or Christina on 97869069. Email bookings are also welcome on mimeunlimited@pacific.net.sg
Please come support this unique showcase of actor-centred work - the
only one of its kind in Singapore!
==========================================
in case you don't know... Kami Theatre is at the second floor.
follow this link to check out the direction from newton mrt.
http://www.streetdirectory.com/asia_travel/travel/travel.php?travel_id=6423&travel_site=22100
if u're interested, let me know, i'll get tickets for u! :D
Flower from concrete jungle _ b l o g g e d _ @ 1:56 AM |
The Good Fight
Monday, August 21, 2006
I am reading "The Pilgrimage" by Paulo Coelho.
It is a fantastic read. I devour and feast on the wisdom of this book like a glutton and couldn't lay my fingers off it at all.
Then I came across a term 'The Good Fight'. I've always thought it is a common phrase that some fella created decades ago and now it is passed down by word of mouth. Turns out that the fella was St Paul, and it was created centuries ago...
A friend once told me I'm a fighter. I had the image of Wonder Woman in my head, but the cups are too huge to fill in, so I guess that's as much a fighter I am. But when I come across the term 'the good fight', I so totally dig!
I quote the book... in the spirit of sharing knowledge and wisdom and definitely not committing piracy (disclaimer :P )
"The good fight is the one that's fought in the name of our dreams. When we're young and our dreams first explode inside us with all their force, we are very courageous, but we haven't learned how to fight.
With great effort, we learn how to fight, but by then we no longer have the courage to go into combat. So we turn against ourselves to battle within. We become our own worst enemy. We say that our dreams were childish, or too difficult to realise, or the result of our not having known enough about life. We kill our dreams because we are afraid to fight the good fight.
...the first symptom of the process of our killing our dreams is the lack of time... the truth is, they are afraid to fight the good fight...
The second symptom of the death of our dreams lies in our certainties. Because we don't want to see life as a grand adventure, we being to think of ourselves as wise and fair and correct in asking so little of life...
...and finally, the third symptom of the passing of our dreams is peace. Life becomes a Sunday afternoon; we ask for nothing grand, and we cease to demand anything more than we are willing to give. In that state, we think of ourselves as being mature we put aside the fantasies of our youth, and we seek personal and professional achievement. We are surprised when people our age say that they still want this or that out of life. But really, deep in our hearts, we know that what has happened is that we have renounced the battle for our dreams - we have refused to fight the good fight...
...when we renounce our dreams and find peace... we go through a short period of tranquility. But the dreams begin to rot within us and to infect our entire being. We become cruel to those around us, and then we being to direct this cruelty against ourselves. That's when illnesses and psychoses arise. What we sought to avoid in combat - disappointment and defeat - come upon us because of our cowardice. And one day, the dead, spoiled dreams make it difficult to dream, and we actually seek death..."
To all my friends and the Singaporeans who have forgotten to dream or dreamt and haven't fought...
Flower from concrete jungle _ b l o g g e d _ @ 12:57 AM |
Trust
Saturday, July 29, 2006
Need to get this out of my system, therefore this post created.
When you were a toddler, you ran to anyone who reached out for you with open arms. You might cry a bit when you were not used to strangers. But as long as the stranger lingered around long enough and made you laugh, you would not hesistate to let stranger carry you to places beyond.
Trust was such a generous gift. You dispensed it easily.
As you grew older, you realised that the power of sneaking around and lying could earn you freedom beyond what the family legislation allowed. You skip classes to cheat a few more hours of sleep and then cover the lie with a medical certificate. You learn that you can play with trust.
And then that was when you realised that the best friend you had always trusted turned his back on you. Your mortal enemy was privy to your identity (courtesy of your best friend) as the gossipmonger that had been spreading deadly secrets about him, which you had insisted to be nothing but the truth. You learnt that trust can be betrayed.
Trust became an exquisite members club, only those proved to be worthy can join in.
This belief stayed on until you graduated from the adolescence institution. You relax the rules for selected cute guys or gals. That was when you first gave your heart away for that romantic thrill that you only heard of or seen of. But it only lasted as long as before the next cuter person come along. Someone's heart would be broken.
The bizarre situation was, you continue to exercise the exceptions for many who walked in and out of your life, and with each entrance and exit, they impaired your ability to trust bit by bit.
Trust is corrupted. You can never trust anyone entirely. You say that you trust, in order to exchange for something that you need.
This condition persisted until you entered the "big big world" incorporation. True enough. Nobody trust nobody. Everything had to be in black and white. And if your black and white was not exhaustive enough and couldn't withstand the close scrutiny of whom you were dealing with, you would be standing on the losing end of the deal.
Everyone on the street is not worthy of trust. Trust can't even be earned, because trust only exists in the surreal realm of idealism.
That is only so much you can trust human and get disappointed repeatedly until you can't trust anymore.
Flower from concrete jungle _ b l o g g e d _ @ 11:02 PM |
Tapestry Playback Theatre Performance 10th Dec
Thursday, December 07, 2006
Hey peeps,
I have a show with Tapestry Playback this Sun! Come and have fun... :)
"We've always had a theme to perform to, now that there's no theme, we'll use nothing to give you everything!"
"This time we really go where the audience leads us! They're gonna have a blast!"
"If you know how Playback works, you know this one is going to be an amazing show."
Join us in the challenge to make a performance out of nothing and everything! Come watch Tapestry Playback Theatre's next performance:
The "?" Show
10th December 2006, Sun
7 pm
Blk 40A, Margaret Drive, level 2
(The Room Above Queenstown Hawker Centre)*
Price: $12.00 **
For students and group discount (5 or more) - $10
Hurry! Tickets are going fast, only 50 seats available!
Email Renee at tapestry.sg@gmail.com for queries and booking of tickets
*Please dress comfortably for sitting on rugs
**Part of the proceeds go to Playback Cambodia Fund
About Playback Theatre
This is a theatre form based on improvisation and it has been practice in over 30 countries in the world.
It was created by Jonathan Fox who believed in a spontaneous theatre that reflected back to a gathered audience their view of the world as they experienced it.
In a playback theatre performance, an audience member tells a real feeling or story from their life situations, chooses actors to play the different roles, and watches as their story is given artistic shape and coherence.
By telling and re-enacting these stories, Playback Theatre enables a community to get to know its members better.
It is all about respect, sharing real stories, connecting Individuals to each other, and creating a deeper sense of community
For more information about playback theatre, please visit www.playbacknet.org
PLAYBACK CAMBODIA
Tapestry Playback Theatre (Singapore) will be embarking on another playback journey to Cambodia (13-26 Dec 2006). This time, we will be working on a joint community performance with social workers, community workers and counselors from Mercy Teams International (MTI). Tapestry will also be partnering MTI in a project with Healthcare Center for Children (HCC).
This is a purely voluntary effort from Tapestry members. If you will like to support us, or have a heart in helping the children of Cambodia, do contribute what you can to the Tapestry Playback Cambodia Fund.
For more information on how you can do this, call Anne Chua at 90068678.
Y o u r N a m e _ b l o g g e d _ @ 12:50 AM |
It's the time again...
Tuesday, December 05, 2006
It's the time of the day again.
The kind of time that compels you to stop everything you are doing and heave a deep sigh.
I was working as usual, to the wee hours of the night.
Work feeds my soul, fuels my passion and keeps my heart beating.
Looking through the previous evidences of work, I can't help but smile to myself. The crazy people I've met, the gorgeous works that were created, the ties that bind and bonds that tie us together.
But I think I've lost something along the way.
I've forgotten how it is like to be with one person whom I could share everything with.
I put my heart in my hand.
Y o u r N a m e _ b l o g g e d _ @ 2:15 AM |
Addiction to drug is not a human's prerogative ;)
Sunday, November 05, 2006
"We couldn't keep our dog's addiction a secret any longer," Laura Mirsch says. "The neighbors all knew that Lady was a drug addict, and soon the other dogs weren't allowed to play with her."
Go here to read and listen to this. I'm utterly amused! :D
Y o u r N a m e _ b l o g g e d _ @ 4:02 AM |
The Greatest Advice
Saturday, October 28, 2006
by Rick Warren, The Purpose Driven Life
Don't date because you are desperate.
Don't marry because you are miserable.
Don't have kids because you think your genes are superior.
Don't philander because you think you are irresistible.
Don't associate with people you can't trust.
Don't cheat. Don't lie. Don't pretend.
Don't dictate because you are smarter.
Don't demand because you are stronger.
Don't sleep around because you think you are old enough & know better.
Don't hurt your kids because loving them is harder.
Don't sell yourself, your family, or your ideals.
Don't stagnate!
Don't regress.
Don't live in the past.
Time can't bring anything or anyone back.
Don't put your life on hold for possibly Mr. Right.
Don't throw your life away on absolutely Mr. Wrong because yourbiological clock is ticking.
Learn a new skill.Find a new friend.Start a new career.
Sometimes, there is no race to be won, only a price to be paid for some of life's more hasty decisions.
To terminate your loneliness, reach out to the homeless.
To feed your nurturing instincts, care for the needy.
To fulfill your parenting fantasies, get a puppy.
Don't bring another life into this world for all the wrong reasons.
To make yourself happy, pursue your passions & be the best of what you can be.
Simplify your life. Take away the clutter.
Get rid of destructive elements: abusive friends, nasty habits, anddangerous liaisons.
Don't abandon your responsibilities but don't overdose on duty.
Don't live life recklessly without thought and feeling for your family.
Be true to yourself.Don't commit when you are not ready.
Don't keep others waiting needlessly.
Go on that trip. Don't postpone it.Say those words.
Don't let the moment pass.Do what you have to, even at society's scorn.
Write poetry.Love Deeply.Walk barefoot.Dance with wild abandon. Cry at the movies.
Take care of yourself. Don't wait for someone to take care of you.
You light up your life.You drive yourself to your destination.
No one completes you - except YOU.
It isn't true that life does not get easier with age.
It only gets more challenging.Don't be afraid. Don't lose your capacity to love.
Pursue your passions.Live your dreams.
Don't lose faith in God. Don't grow old. Just grow YOU!
When you give someone your time, you are giving them a portion of your life that you'll never get back. Your time is your life. That is why the greatest gift you can give to someone is your time.Relationships take time and effort, and the best way to spell love is T-I-M-E because the essence of love is not what we think or do or provide for others, but how much we give of ourselves.
====================================================
courtesy of my friend Mike for this article...
I love it... a Life of purpose and with truth...
I'm high on LIFE ALREADY! :D
Y o u r N a m e _ b l o g g e d _ @ 2:59 AM |
Mime open rehearsal performance
Friday, September 08, 2006
hey peeps,
sorry to use this place for advertising again... actually it is just to spread the information.
i'm having a show with Mime Unlimited for their Open Rehearsal Performance. Details are as follow:
Mime Unlimited's 4th Open Rehearsal Performance (ORP) runs from 13-16
September, 8.00 pm at Teater Kami's Black Box in 126 Cairnhill Arts Centre.
The annual showcase is directed by Christina Sergeant, Artistic
Director of Mime Unlimited
The ORP is a showcase of new, movement-based work created by the
performers. It's a celebration of the open rehearsals held by Mime
Unlimited. These weekly sessions are open to anyone interested in
mime and movement. Participants warm-up, practice and improvise with
an opportunity to showcase their work in the ORP.
Highlights in this year's performance include:
"Object-ifs"- three new solos inspired by a bag, a length of string
and an umbrella by Vanessa Ho, Renee Chua and Wong Young Tseng.
Low Keng Shin's "First Impressions" is a quirky look at filling a void.
"The First Step" is a chilling journey into addiction by Sharmini Winslow.
Man's relentness quest for bigger and better is the subject of Sirfan
Sulaimi's darkly funny "The Other Side of Man".
"Zip! and Zap!" part of Mime Unlimited's repertoire, is restaged by
Renee Chua and Vanessa Ho, and
"Devotion" brings the whole group together in one new work.
Tickets are available through Mime Unlimited.
ALL TICKETS ARE $12.
For student groups of 10 or more, a special rate of $10 per ticket.
You can book by calling Mime Unlimited on 62351325, or Christina on 97869069. Email bookings are also welcome on mimeunlimited@pacific.net.sg
Please come support this unique showcase of actor-centred work - the
only one of its kind in Singapore!
==========================================
in case you don't know... Kami Theatre is at the second floor.
follow this link to check out the direction from newton mrt.
http://www.streetdirectory.com/asia_travel/travel/travel.php?travel_id=6423&travel_site=22100
if u're interested, let me know, i'll get tickets for u! :D
Y o u r N a m e _ b l o g g e d _ @ 1:56 AM |
The Good Fight
Monday, August 21, 2006
I am reading "The Pilgrimage" by Paulo Coelho.
It is a fantastic read. I devour and feast on the wisdom of this book like a glutton and couldn't lay my fingers off it at all.
Then I came across a term 'The Good Fight'. I've always thought it is a common phrase that some fella created decades ago and now it is passed down by word of mouth. Turns out that the fella was St Paul, and it was created centuries ago...
A friend once told me I'm a fighter. I had the image of Wonder Woman in my head, but the cups are too huge to fill in, so I guess that's as much a fighter I am. But when I come across the term 'the good fight', I so totally dig!
I quote the book... in the spirit of sharing knowledge and wisdom and definitely not committing piracy (disclaimer :P )
"The good fight is the one that's fought in the name of our dreams. When we're young and our dreams first explode inside us with all their force, we are very courageous, but we haven't learned how to fight.
With great effort, we learn how to fight, but by then we no longer have the courage to go into combat. So we turn against ourselves to battle within. We become our own worst enemy. We say that our dreams were childish, or too difficult to realise, or the result of our not having known enough about life. We kill our dreams because we are afraid to fight the good fight.
...the first symptom of the process of our killing our dreams is the lack of time... the truth is, they are afraid to fight the good fight...
The second symptom of the death of our dreams lies in our certainties. Because we don't want to see life as a grand adventure, we being to think of ourselves as wise and fair and correct in asking so little of life...
...and finally, the third symptom of the passing of our dreams is peace. Life becomes a Sunday afternoon; we ask for nothing grand, and we cease to demand anything more than we are willing to give. In that state, we think of ourselves as being mature we put aside the fantasies of our youth, and we seek personal and professional achievement. We are surprised when people our age say that they still want this or that out of life. But really, deep in our hearts, we know that what has happened is that we have renounced the battle for our dreams - we have refused to fight the good fight...
...when we renounce our dreams and find peace... we go through a short period of tranquility. But the dreams begin to rot within us and to infect our entire being. We become cruel to those around us, and then we being to direct this cruelty against ourselves. That's when illnesses and psychoses arise. What we sought to avoid in combat - disappointment and defeat - come upon us because of our cowardice. And one day, the dead, spoiled dreams make it difficult to dream, and we actually seek death..."
To all my friends and the Singaporeans who have forgotten to dream or dreamt and haven't fought...
Y o u r N a m e _ b l o g g e d _ @ 12:57 AM |
Trust
Saturday, July 29, 2006
Need to get this out of my system, therefore this post created.
When you were a toddler, you ran to anyone who reached out for you with open arms. You might cry a bit when you were not used to strangers. But as long as the stranger lingered around long enough and made you laugh, you would not hesistate to let stranger carry you to places beyond.
Trust was such a generous gift. You dispensed it easily.
As you grew older, you realised that the power of sneaking around and lying could earn you freedom beyond what the family legislation allowed. You skip classes to cheat a few more hours of sleep and then cover the lie with a medical certificate. You learn that you can play with trust.
And then that was when you realised that the best friend you had always trusted turned his back on you. Your mortal enemy was privy to your identity (courtesy of your best friend) as the gossipmonger that had been spreading deadly secrets about him, which you had insisted to be nothing but the truth. You learnt that trust can be betrayed.
Trust became an exquisite members club, only those proved to be worthy can join in.
This belief stayed on until you graduated from the adolescence institution. You relax the rules for selected cute guys or gals. That was when you first gave your heart away for that romantic thrill that you only heard of or seen of. But it only lasted as long as before the next cuter person come along. Someone's heart would be broken.
The bizarre situation was, you continue to exercise the exceptions for many who walked in and out of your life, and with each entrance and exit, they impaired your ability to trust bit by bit.
Trust is corrupted. You can never trust anyone entirely. You say that you trust, in order to exchange for something that you need.
This condition persisted until you entered the "big big world" incorporation. True enough. Nobody trust nobody. Everything had to be in black and white. And if your black and white was not exhaustive enough and couldn't withstand the close scrutiny of whom you were dealing with, you would be standing on the losing end of the deal.
Everyone on the street is not worthy of trust. Trust can't even be earned, because trust only exists in the surreal realm of idealism.
That is only so much you can trust human and get disappointed repeatedly until you can't trust anymore.
Y o u r N a m e _ b l o g g e d _ @ 11:02 PM |
