
Later I was also very fortunate to attend a weeklong clown intensive, working with the utterly wonderful Jane West. Her clown is something to behold: fearless, utterly profane, forever childlike even as the physical age of the actor increases. Amazing.
Their training department is headed by Dennis Krausnick, (at right) who simply put is a holy man. You know it in how he approaches actors, in their relationship to text; he exudes such a reassurance that even if you must face something terrifying, the spirit within will emerge.

Outside the room was an aviary---a rare conference held in Baja, Mexico---and just as Tina spoke these words of the young lovers' first farewell, the entire aviary awoke and begin singing and twittering:
"'Tis almost morning; I would have thee
gone:And yet no further than a wanton's bird;Who lets it hop a little from her hand…And with a silk thread plucks it back again,So loving-jealous of his liberty."
The birds awoke and fluttered, twittered and sang---the entire audience was amazed.
Tina and I both turned, in unison, toward the sound, and then in a moment connected with the air, the sea, all those Shakespeare producers and something profound, turned back to each other. Somehow I remembered Romeo's reply:
"I would I were thy bird."
The smiles and gentle laughter were a delight. The performances connect us to our world, help us understand it, and shed light on what it means to be alive.
Don't miss this weekend intensive, if at all possible. You'll never forget it.
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Coming next. More detail about what to expect in the intensive.
Other training classes also available prior.
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