Tuesday, November 15, 2011

2011 Art on the Beltline - Hidden Springs, Atlanta Performance - Photos

Saturday,  Nov. 5, 2011
Water Is Life: Hidden Springs, Atlanta
Atlanta's Art on the Beltline 
Produced by Gateway Performance Productions
Conceived,Written  and Directed by Sandra Hughes
Photos by Dean Hesse
To View Online Program Click Here.     
Hilda Willis and The Dancing Flowers for Peace
Edeliegba Bowden Senior Dance Ensemble
"A Soldier's Farewell" Jerilynn Bedingfield and Allen Pittman
"Picnic at Ponce De Leon Springs" - Mike Hickey and Jerilynn Bedingfield


Wednesday, November 2, 2011

Water Is Life: Hidden Springs, Atlanta - Performance Program

To View Peformance Photos Click Here 

Art on the Beltline
Sat., Nov. 5 @ 3 p.m.
Atlanta, Georgia
Free and Open to the Public
The performance site is located off Memorial Drive on the section of the Beltline
behind the H. Harper Station Restaurant at 904 Memorial Drive, Atlanta, 30316

Water Is Life: Hidden Springs, Atlanta
Produced by Gateway Performance Productions

Conceived, Written  and Directed by Sandra Hughes

Masks Designed and Crafted by Michael Hickey
Bowls Designed by Sandra Hughes and Crafted by Michael Hickey

The Performance

Meer-ah - Storyteller and Singer: Hilda Willis

Pre-History - An Awakening
"Spirit of the Springs "
Choreographed  and Performed by Jerilynn Bedingfield with Hilda Willis

"The Critters Gather"
Choreographed and Performed by Allen Pittman with Hilda Willis

"The Flowers"
 Dancing Flowers for Peace with Hilda Willis
Directors:  Lesly Fredman, Noel Marts, Lori Teague

Choreographed by  
Darlene Carra, Marie Carrera, Nurah Dennis, Lesly Fredman, Lynn Hesse, Sandra Hughes, Noel Marts, Alison Mawle, Taylor St. Clair, Lori Teague, Bunny Vrooman

Performed by
Darlene Carra, Marie Carrera, Lesly Fredman, Lynn Hesse, Nurah Dennis, Noel Marts, Alison Mawle, Taylor St. Clair, Lori Teague , Bunny Vrooman.

Before the War
 "Ancestors"
Choreographed and Performed by Gwyneth Moss Bragdon with Hilda Willis

"Sounou"
Choreographed by Theresa Howard
Performed by Edeliegba H.J.C. Bowden Senior Dance Ensemble and drummers
Director: Theresa Howard

The Civil War
"Soldier’s Farwell"
Choreographed by Sandra Hughes
Performed by Allen Pittman and Jerilynn Bedingfield with Hilda Willis

After the War
"Picnic at Ponce de Leon Springs"
Choreographed by Sandra Hughes
Performed by Jerilynn Bedingfield and Michael Hickey with Hilda Willis

The Present
Hilda Willis with the Ensemble

For more informaton about the performance click here.

Sunday, October 23, 2011

Ghost of the Living - Premieres Nov. 5 @ Alliance Black Box Theatre

Sandra Hughes directs  Ghost of the Living, a play written by Zafirah Matthews - a young playwright from the Bronx, NY. The play premieres at the Alliance Black Box Theatre at the Woodruff Arts Center in Atlanta on Saturday, November 5th at 7 pm as part of the 3rd Annual Young Voices With New Visions Short Play Fest. To purchase tickets choose the Evening Showcase by clicking here.

Elizabeth Hirsch-Tauber , a film, television and stage actor, portrays Elizabeth.
Elizabeth is a 15 year old girl who lives alone with her single father. Her mother, April, passed away when Elizabeth was 11 years old. No one know how she died, or even if she died. ...
Zarfirah Matthews
Playwright
Ghost of the Living

The cast also features adult actors Matt Bartholomew, Veanna Black, Jackie Costello, Michael Hickey, Lynn Hesse and Marissa Octavia Boyd as well as youth actors Michael Iluma and Destiny Jackson. Briana Adams is the stage manager. The production is co-produced by YVNV and Gateway Performance Productions in association with the Alliance Theatre Education Department.  Pamela-Faith Jackson is the founder/producing director of YVNV.

Thursday, October 13, 2011

William Butler Yeats – The Playwright’s Voice

W.B. Yeats’ constructed dramas for the stage that demanded unique vocal abilities from his actors. Through the use of  words intoned and spoken at specific pitches Yeats sought to enhance the emotional and poetic impact of his dramas. Decades before I saw a Yeats’ play produced; I heard the playwright’s words spoken. As a child it was the voice of Cyril Cusack, a member of the Abbey Theatre, who introduced me to the Lame Beggar in The Cat and the Moon, the Tramp in The Pot of Broth and the Old Man in Purgatory. Irish actress Siobhan McKenna’s voice conjured Emer in The Only Jealousy of Emer and Mrs. Henderson in The Words Upon the Window-Pane.

My theatre work involves national and international travel. I’m always eager to attend theatre productions in Atlanta and elsewhere. Nevertheless, I’ve had only one opportunity to experience a production of a Yeats’ play. During the early 1980’s I met Dr. James Flannery - Winship Professor of Arts and Humanities and the Director of the W.B. Yeats Foundation at Emory University in Atlanta. Dr. Flannery’s production of Yeats’ A Full Moon in March – full of searing visuals, penetrating music and poetic sensibilities – was produced at Emory University. Beyond this one fully realized production, I’ve had to rely upon written, spoken or recorded versions of Yeats’ plays coupled with my theatrical imagination.

In Cyril Cusack’s article, From Behind the MASK, he describes the vocal style required by Yeats, “…from behind the Mask speech, rejecting natural inflection, incantatory, intoned along a conveyor-belt of poetic stresses; …”

According to Cusack, during the 1920’s and 1930’s  a number of actors at the Abbey Theatre left the company and Ireland because they resented Yeats’ “authoritarian rule”.

“This early exodus of actors from Ireland, “ says Cusack, “ is witness to the conflict, steadily pursued by Yeats, between the actor’s practical idea of a theatre theatrical and the poet’s dream of a Theatre of Beauty, a theatre purified and restored to ‘the sanctity of the legends it had once founded itself upon.’ Anything that could come between the Poetic Reality and its communication to the poet’s ‘uncorrupted, imaginative audience’ must be torn away; and that other, that secondary, possibly even parasitic element, the Actor, potential enemy within the gates of such rarefied theatre, must be cut down – at least to size.”

In this age of “actors’ theatre” the vocal style demanded by Yeats might seem as foreign to performers today as it was to the actors who exited the Abbey Theatre and Ireland. Does Yeats, the playwright, need to exercise directorial control over his plays seven decades after his death or can we rely on today’s theatre and spoken word artists to re-imagine Yeats’ work for our time? If this artistic-theatrical impulse can’t be supported or doesn’t exist, perhaps a school to train actors in Yeats’ methods and historical style can be developed. Those who are knowledgeable and able to teach Yeats’ techniques are essential to such an endeavor. A training model exists within Japanese Noh Theatre, which includes chanting 13th century Japanese in a prescribed vocal style. Re-imagining or training - either choice is preferable to none. Yeats’ dramatic and poetic imagery is glorious. His work merits production and inclusion in our ever-growing, global, theatre ecology.

Wednesday, September 28, 2011

W. B. Yeats - Reflection, Naming the Unnameable

Photo: Mitch Birnbaum   
Initiation and Reconciliation  
Feathered God, ancient knowing let me drink again at The Hawk’s Well.
Sandra Hughes, “The Hawk”, 1992
          Where will I find the words to tell this story? I meet in a house with fourteen others. We sit at a table with books in hand to read aloud and discuss plays, poetry, essays and autobiographical excerpts written by a man dead for seventy- two years – a Nobel prize-winning Irishman who passed away before all but one of us was born.


     Each time we meet the need to marry my thoughts with those of the deceased in an alchemical process that renders a whole that is more than the sum of its parts consumes me. I find I’m elated then dismayed by what I have in common with William Butler Yeats. It’s an intimate and, at times, painful experience that consistently requires acknowledgement of how deeply Yeats speaks to and of me. At its core this is an initiation. With each turn of the page I am revealed to myself.

          Dr. James Flannery, Winship Professor of the Arts and Humanities  and Director of the W.B. Yeats Foundation at Emory University in Atlanta, presides over these meetings. He recently wrote to me  in response to an essay I’d sent him, “…I have always felt that you and Yeats are soul-mates”. His observation is as true as it is unexpected. Surprise - a consistent element in my unfolding destiny - provides a momentum that compels me to relate certain passions I share with the poet.


         During our second meeting Dr. Flannery spoke to us about “the world Yeats encountered”. “Yeats”, he said, “was born in county Sligo in a country (Ireland) that has more megalithic ruins than any other place in Europe”. He went on to say that Yeats was concerned with prehistory – “especially the nature religion of the world, called Druidism in Ireland”. According to Dr. Flannery, the task Yeats took upon himself  was the retrieval of this tradition using poetic words and images to name the unnameable.


         What Yeats addresses is a world in exile; one that was once as substantial as the consensual reality we now inhabit. This world became unnameable because it was consistently and determinedly marginalized to the antipodes of the human psyche. Banished beyond the reach of human consciousness this so called “other world” - and the choices inherent in it - were essentially rendered obsolete by a document called the Donation of Constantine.  Constantine's Donation  - a forged Roman Imperial decree -  transfered authority over Rome and the westerm part of the Roman Empire to the pope and took the right away from cultures and countries to determine and appoint their own leadership such as  kings, queens and chieftains . During the Middle Ages it supported the Roman Church's claims to earthly and spiritual authority. 
 Photo: Mitch Birbaum
Invocation of the Moon – The Great Triple Goddess
Staggering slice of innocence, yellow fullness that challenges the sun, icy sliver of wisdom penetrating the void of rebirth, I am yours.  
Sandra Hughes, “Faces of the Moon” – New, Full and Dark, 1992

          It’s clear to me that I’ve consciously dedicated my life and my art to naming the unnameable. I am the idiot who praises "the withered tree" and seeks water at the dried up well. These are the internal and external  landscapes that when replenished have the power to  renew  the wasteland. Without these sacred spaces there is no future for humanity or the planet we inhabit. I seek to be of service in the world through my actions, presence and creative work. To this end I’ve traveled, performed, taught and when invited reactivated and re-tuned sacred sites in thirty-six states in the U.S. and thirteen other countries. This includes  the creation of productions based in Irish myth, legend and culture by invitation for a Peace and Reconciliation Project in the “Murder Mile” in Belfast, Northern Ireland (2000-2006).

          As Yeats knew so well, the most potent tools we have to retrieve, name and reclaim the birthright contained within this “lost world” of lore and legend are poetic words, poetic images and poetic actions. Yeats used all these methods and I aspire to them in my work. The recent, vibrant rebirth of poetry as a spoken word art is a strong indication that reclamation of the “other world” and the retrieval of humanity’s lost rights have begun to take root on a societal level.


Photo Images:
The Hawk &The Moon
Performance Pieces Conceived and Choreographed by Sandra Hughes
Masks Created by Michael Hickey
The Hawk, Performer: Michael Hickey
The Moon, Performer: Sandra Hughes

Friday, August 26, 2011

Reflections on War & Peace - A Performance Museum

Please join us!
Date 
Sat. Aug. 27, 2011
Time
 8:40 p.m.
Performance
"Voices" and "In Amsterdam" excepts from "The Warrior Tree"
The story of the performers' spontaneous artistic response to a terrorist attack during an International Festival in Amsterdam
Written by Sandra Hughes.
Performed by Sandra Hughes, Michael Hickey
Venue
The Large Gallery
Location
American Friends Service Committee, Georgia Peace Center, 60 Walton Street, NW, Downtown Atlanta - 3 short blocks from the Five Points MARTA Station, Parking available on the street and at parking lots along Cone Street
A Windows and Mirrors Exhibit Event
Followed by:
Reflections on War and Peace: A Performance Museum
Saturday, August 27 at 9:00 pm until Midnight

The performance evening will feature artists from multiple disciplines and connects to themes in the Windows and Mirrors exhibit. We challenge artists to consider and construct work around the social and cultural ways we conceive of war and peace. Our nation has so many conflicting sayings and ideas around war and peace, such as “prepare for peace, but arm for war” this is an evening that will unpack these idioms.

Featured Performers
**Gateway Performance Productions—The MASK Center** Paula Larke and Kim Nimoy with EX-PAND Band** The Art as an Agent for Change Collective **Tom Ferguson w/ drummers **Phyllis Free Association Choir (Elise Witt, Joyce and Jacque and Phyllis Free) **Neil Fried, Priscilla Smith and Guest **Karen Garrabrant**Theresa Davis**Louise Runyon**Nadim Ali**Daryl Funn**Dancing Flowers for Peace**Ursula Kendall Johnson **Bryan Pattillo **Young Nova**Alice Lovelace** JagWonder

The goals for the evening are to bring together artists performing in different mediums and from different generations; present art that challenges the audience; and to connect artists and activists in an intergenerational event. Our objective is to present performance art as a stimulant for social change and raising consciousness.

alovelace@afsc.org or 404.586.0460 ext. 17
American Friends Service Committee’s Atlanta Windows and Mirrors partners include Alternate ROOTS, American Civil Liberties Union of Georgia, Arab Spring Committee, Atlanta Friends Meeting, Atlanta Grandmothers for Peace, Clarkston Community Center, Emory Muslim Students Association (MSA), Emory University Center for Ethics, Friends School of Atlanta, Georgia Peace and Justice Coalition/Atlanta, Georgia WAND, The Martin Luther King Jr. Center for Nonviolent Social Change, Metro Atlanta Democratic Socialist of America, Performing Artists for Nuclear Disarmament, UUCA Peace Network, WonderRoot, and Women Watch Afrika.

Words for a World in Exile

He was concerned – afraid what he’d told me had “broken my heart”. When I heard him say he was fighting a battle on behalf of my work  I searched inside my chest and found no panic or pain there. The word for “ heart” in the Irish language is “croi”.  It is the seat of emotion, the companion of the soul and the spiritual energy center in the body where personal concerns  merge with universal ones. I assured him my heart wasn’t broken. My heart was calm and love still lived there.  It was  alive with possibilities. But I’d forgotten. The Irish are big-hearted. (They give a larger percentage of their income to charity per capita then any other people in the world.). When you’re Irish it’s easy to forget that an area of your heart can be broken and because of its size you might not feel it right away.

Thirty-five years ago there was another battle over my work. The arena, as it is now, was Public Television. This program and the current one involve Christmas Specials. There’s a distance of three and half decades and 700 miles between them, but the themes  are essentially the same; the miraculous made possible during the Christmas season and delivered by divine or beneficent emissaries to humans through the inspiration of dance, theatre and music accompanied by deep spiritual intent.

I wrote the script and directed the performers for the earlier program. It’s twenty-eight minutes long, has a cast of three, and an original score with studio, outdoor and indoor locations. A young girl sits alone on Christmas Eve. As she wraps presents and watches television the weatherman says there’ll be no snow on Christmas. It’s subtle, but clear that the girl is disappointed. As she gazes at the darkness outside the window she becomes even lonelier. Her quiet state of solitude on this sacred eve of celebration allows an aperture to open within her.

A silent emissary manifests in her living room. He coalesces from the atmosphere to embody deep knowing and the spirit of the season. In moments the girl is transported to another world – a place of clarity, precision and possibility where she learns how “to make the invisible visible”. To insure this knowledge can be applied to her world  her  new companion must accompany her to complete quintessential cultural rituals of season - the selection of last minute gifts and a holiday tree. With this accomplished the girl returns to her living room. Once again, she is alone. Light grows in the once darkened window. The image of her mysterious visitor hovers there. As she watches, his body seems to evaporate into the ether as large snowflakes begin to fall outside the window. The astonished voice of the weatherman announces the advent of a white Christmas.

The station manager’s son- in-law produced this special. She opposed his efforts because she had her own special in the works – but he somehow persuaded her to allow us to go ahead with production. Our program received a Regional EMMY for “Outstanding Entertainment Program of the Year”. I was performing in Belgium when I received the telegram - “Sandy, We won the EMMY! Randy”. The program was also distributed nationally and broadcast by many stations throughout the United States.

My current offering to Public Television, which I conceived, choreographed and directed, is less than four minutes in length. Three angels inhabit it. They arrive suddenly from heaven with news of the precious gift given to us by the appearance of the Holy Child. We are reminded that the urgency of our need has been answered and we are not alone. Perhaps the rejection of this work by Channel 8, Atlanta has many levels of complexity or it may be that a theme so central to the meaning of Christmas has no place in their current programming climate. Although the battle seems lost, my friend and colleague continues to lobby for the  angels. It seems possible that many will be denied the opportunity to view this fully realized work that has been performed live on the stage for three years at the Schwartz Center for the Performing Arts at Emory University for sold out audiences as part of the annual Celtic Christmas Concerts in Atlanta.

These video manifestations of  my work  are made from the same cloth the Irish poet and dramatists W. B. Yeats used to fashion his artistic expressions. They speak for a world in exile; one that exists within this world – as close as breath and the rhythms of the heart. It is  a place woven at its core from genetic, ancestral and cultural memory – full of beauty, sorrow and redemption. Although poetic, it is not essentially a world of metaphor. It is most easily described by images, feelings, words and thoughts that emerge and retreat in counterpoint to our culture’s consensual reality. For many it is a realm of retrieval where components for which there seem to be no words can be reclaimed even though these qualities and historical realities have long been banished from our consciousness. It has found  refuge and sanctuary in the realms of  Irish myth, poetry, literature, folktale and culture. This is a world that once belonged to us all - grounded and connected to nature, the body and the cosmos. Rather than being some idiosyncratic area of Irish imagination and whimsy it is a remnant of world wisdom and transcultural knowing. The Irish have retained it, died for it and carried it to the corners of the earth as part of their worldwide Diaspora.

As for the fate of my latest offering to Public Television my response at this point is to say that creativity and controversy seem fated as eternal partners. The creative force wants to move us. It’s inherent - a constant by-product of the creative process. Whether we create or partake, we will be moved, set in motion and sent in directions that are unexpected, sublime and, at times, uncomfortable. Comfort often breeds immobility on some level of the personality. Life is motion and flow. Everything in our body moves. When movement ceases so does life in this world. To refuse to move is dangerous - a kind of personal and cultural death wish.