Life's a pretty precious...

Life's a pretty precious...

Monday, 1 May 2017

A NEW PRODUCTION... ANOTHER CHAPTER...this creative life...





Dance, Movement, Theatre...
Turn the corner.

Journey...
 


Artist Potter, Sculptor...
Stop.

Turn the corner.

 





















I wanted to push through the red velvet curtains...They would return, glowing and breathless, pulling pins out...unzipping clothes and flinging accessories across the floor as a whirlwind of adrenalin pushed me aside.   
(from The Red Curtains copyright Elizabeth g. Arthur)

The young woman with bougainvillea red hair licked her silver encrusted finger, and giggled as she turned away from the passengers jostling each other beneath the DEPARTURES board. 
She shrugged her shoulders, in a this-is-delicious-try-some way, towards the young man seated opposite her. He glanced up, and as he crossed his feet awkwardly, his yellow fluoro socks dazzled the underside of the table. (from Till We Depart copyright Elizabeth g. Arthur)



I'm wearing a pre-loved cheesecloth skirt ($2 find at a market) - I love the way it moves; Vintage silk vest bequeathed to me by my dear Auntie Lillian. She wore it when she lived 
in Hong Kong in the early 1950's; my Naot boots...


Another Act, another costume...

Write...the breath, dance, theatre, movement, dynamics, colours...rush across the pages.
A choreography of words...







 
In the booth at the back...steaming, hot...my pen flies 


across the page...and in between, I sip...






 


















Pre-loved and Re-loved silk retro skirt, belt, purple top, earrings...
 Location - Street Art laneway, Coffs Harbour, north coast
NSW, Australia.





The real millionaires are those who are doing what they really want to do.