Sunday, March 29

Last Fall DW

Yes, I participated in Dance Workshop last semester.

This is "He Loves Me," Caroline's hip-hop.
And here is the one I choreographed, "Hoodie." Actually it's better here on Youtube.

Program

Here is the performance poster, which I designed.


And the program notes, which I did not.



Concept Board

No new photos, but I'm posting the final costume sketches. I do have a photo of myself as the Witch, minus accessories.

Birds (Khanhsong and Amy):


Girl (Katie):


Boy (Ryan):


Candy Cane Man (Jordan) and Frosting Lady (Dolo):



The Gingerbread House Witch:

Saturday, March 7

I AM political

I am political.
When problems in my community affect me, I don't just take action.
I make a statement.



Wednesday, March 4

Buzz

This week is getting exciting. Dance Workshop is a big deal at CC.
Everyone goes to see it, and though I'm only a rookie sophomore, my piece is generating buzz.
It's unreal - word is spreading. My dancers are telling me how they're bragging about being in my piece. And people listen to them because 5 out of 6 of them are very good, sought-after dancers, and the 6th guy is this totally untapped talent who should have been plopped into ballet class years ago.
(I have 4 girls and 2 boys. Two of my girls have danced professionally, kind of, and the other two used to belong to an amateur company together. I still can't believe I landed all of them. It's a dream cast.)



This is basically what I talked to Grandma about.

Also, I have been given a set, and have contacts willing to help put it together and paint it. I have a set! And it's big!

Plus a variety of bomb costumes.

Look at this nifty number!
It's being custom made at a Canadian factory as we speak, and they're making it to fit Jordan's long torso. I love Canadians. They are so flexible.

Like me. I am flexible. Thanks to all this dancing, I can do the splits on one side. I kid you not. The left side. Accomplished at 5pm today.

Sunday, March 1

We're the Dancers

Click here for DW hilarity.
We're the dancers.

Next, duet sessions with Jordan and Dolo on an average day.









We recreate a dance department-famous photograph.

Monday, February 9

Fashion Show

How did the fashion show go?

Swell!

Hannah Concannon (of St. Mary's, last year Sub-Free hall and the track team fame) is already an accomplished clothier. Here is her line; it is quite stellar.

(l to r Eliza, Ashleigh, Hannah, Sammi)
(all of them Sub-Freebies last year.)

And now for Chelsea Herzog's line.

Rosie modeling Chelsea
(Rosie, a freshman, is in my hall this year and we've been in Chinese together for 3 straight blocks.)

Molly modeling Chelsea
(Sophomore runner. If you'll recall, we spent Spring Break skiing at Molly's house.)
(Also, Molly wins at Fierce Face. That's a competition I just made up.)


Rafter modeling Chelsea


Louisa modeling Chelsea
(Sophomore runner, a Sub-Freebie, natural redhead like Rosie.)


Chelsea modeling Chelsea
(A Sub-Freebie adoptee, meaning she was around often enough to count as a member.)
(P.S. Chelsea started sewing this year. I think she's found her prodigious talent niche.)

Sunday, February 1

Photos of Winter Ball


This makes 4 photos of me and Sammi together.


Marissa took this photo. She's a freshman and a dancer. Awesomesauce. Equal parts awesome and sauce.

Saturday, January 31

Astrocamp!

I have some 2002 Astrocamp pictures. Want to see them? Look at the album here.

Friday, January 30

Winter Ball

Winter Ball is tonight. It's a masquerade. Prepare for the fabulous stuff. Pictures to be posted.

Tuesday, January 27

Dialoguer

I can say "What is this, a sandwich with words on it?" in Chinese.

这是什么,三明治和子在里边?

Monday, January 26

Injury Report

1. Hips and knees are fine, mostly.
2. The hand is not exactly improving. Training room needs those x-rays sent over.
3. Hey parents, you're going get billed for some Vicodin from Boettcher. On Sunday, I broke my nose . . . again . . .
4. Definitely bruised my shoulder bone. I don't remember this happening, but I remember how much it hurts every time Unicycle Paul pokes it. Now that I think about it, this may have happened after Unicycle Paul pushed me out of a handstand.
5. It doesn't count as injury, but I've been dancing enough to bleed if I absentmindedly rip off my socks at night. Way hardcore.

I have a sneaking suspicion that a few of my acquaintances are spreading the rumor that I'm an underground streetfighter. Good thing I don't bruise, or else I'd look a mess.
(Thanks for the weirdo super-healing metabolism, Dad.)

Sunday, January 25

Roommates

Sammi and I don't have a lot of proof of our relationship. Neither of us are big picture-takers. But considering that we've been roommates for more than a year and a half, the documentation is pretty weak. We appear in three photos together:


eating Chipotle,


dressed as dudes,


bustin a move.

Yep.

Wednesday, January 21

Block 5

Did you make it back?
Right. Sorry. I'm back at CC and Sammi's fine and the room isn't a huge mess from unpacking . . .
How's the class thing going?
Intermediate I Chinese. Pretty good grades last two blocks. Bu cou le!
What about track?
I have decided not to attempt pole vaulting on the "broken" hand. Instead we're trying me on some legs-only events. (I am not on academic probation, Dad.) I'm going to do a lot of cross-training on my own this month; next block, I work with hurdlers and sprinters. I may not compete this season, which I'm fine with, because it frees up more time for -
Dance
Should I tell you the good news? Erm, maybe later . . .
In other news,
The new clothes (Grandma) are quite stunning. I have been alternating fashionable days with schleppy days, giving further proof to the fact that I am consistently inconsistent.

Monday, January 5

Craigslist

I'm on Craigslist, supposedly looking for a very temporary job.
aaaaand I got stuck in the Portland personals.
I remember doing a graduation present for Katie Sullivan: I wrote her a free "Missed Connection" personal in the Willamette Week. She flipped out . . . and so did her boyfriend, until I explained that it was not a random dude but one of her teammates.
Huge tip: If you know anyone who loves to read those "Missed Connections," write a very specific one about them and post it everywhere: Willamette Week, Portland Mercury, Craigslist. Then make sure read the paper in front of you. It's awesome.

That said, reading the "Missed Connections" section is a very emotional experience. It's mostly sad, and often hopeful, like inconstant poetry. Take a look at some of these men-seeking-women:
December 30. I ask myself
what value there is in posting here. The answer, you read them. I have stayed quiet for a long time. Respecting your wish. What bothers the most is some of the things you told me and the gestures of intimacy towards me. It is a shame that we both messed up. It's clear that I am not making much headway in getting over you. Not sure I will. I hope our paths cross someday. It would be nice to see you.
December 29. Before the bed was big... now its just empty. - m4w - 19 (Beaverton)
I'm sorry. I knew beforehand the preconditions.
Everything I touch just falls apart. I can't find anything normal. Regular, healthy... I thought I would find that in you, and I don't know why when you told me before this whole ordeal began it could never be that way.
I wanted to let you know that even if we can't be what I think we could be, we can still be friends, and I want to be there for you.
I know, I sound like a pussy now. Sorry. You probably won't even read this, but I had to say it. Or, you will read this and think I'm a pussy. I probably shouldn't have posted this.
Whatever.
Hope to hear from you,
Lying awake at night in a bed that once used to be big and roomy, but now just feels like its missing a person.

December 30. just say hi - m4w (NW PDX)
i want to be a missed connection. i am tall, attractive, and a lot of fun. why don't any girls smile at me when i say hi to them? oh, well...