uprooted

The final blog in a series by SPARC Guest Blogger Denise Lysak.

 

I will start my last blog, by raising a glass to writers everywhere. storytellers playwrights songwriters

i am simply taking on a role that was not assigned to me
I am the raconteur and in this, my last blog, for SPARC, I will share with you my observations from the Northern Ontario Touring Conference (NOTC) that took place in November

over the course of three consecutive Thursdays.

It was led by amazing facilitators and the host organization was Pat the Dog. If you are curious about their mission and mandate, I encourage you to google Pat the Dog.

Here is the Link: Pat the Dog

this last blog is intended to ignite          to spark          to be deeply personal

For so many of us, COVID-19 is challenging our very existence. Touring is cancelled. Theatres remain closed. Arts spaces are shuttered. we as a community are confronting more than one

Crisis.
a health crisis      an economic crisis          and, dare I say. An Identity Crisis.

So many people in so many communities

Are desperate. For RELIEF. For HOPE. For the Seuss-like world

we are living in

to be OVER. No offense to theodor seuss geisel

The Grinch is peeking out from a green face mask. The words 'Six Feet People" are to the left of his face. Only his eyes, part of his nose and one hand are shown.

Friends are out of work. Projects on hold. people have been uprooted. missions and mandates collect dust just like

 

Elf on a Shelf

An Elf on the Shelf toy sits inside a glass jar, a countdown calendar sits belies the jar - counting down the days until the elf is out of quarantine

participants in the conference, yes a virtual conference, online, with no doughnuts in the morning, no drinks in the evening, no hugs in green rooms or rehearsal halls or lobby bars

were asked to share BIG IDEAS, to reference the past to talk about the present to look at the

f             u            t                u                 r            e

If this is hard to read

Know that is intentional

If this is uncomfortable

GOOD

Yes. The breakout rooms were aspirational. Yes. The icebreakers were fun and I might even steal a game or two to use in future zoomESQUE meetings. Yes. The gym classes gave new meaning to

Yogis everywhere. And, if you ever wondered what clowning is like for the uninitiated; make new friends.Look for Aga Boom, run-away Cirque clowns when they return to the stage.Take your kids to theatre school and enroll them in a clowning class. Go to an outdoor festival and say “hello” to a clown.

ARTS and culture

Like Trade, like agriculture, like the sciences

are tools to harness the power of people to be better, to elevate

the humanities for the

common good.

We need to fight like hell to be here, to get to the other side, to be relevant once again.How do we forge opportunity out of crisis, out of a convergences of crises?I have no illusions about the long road ahead of us. About the difficulties and obstacles in our way.

We can do anything!
We can be anything.
Imagine.
Transform.
Innovate.
Create.
With confidence. With boldness. And, above all with a new agenda.

So that artists can shape

our landscapes and skylines

for audiences everywhere

in 2021 and BEYOND

It is not lost on me that we

all

rise

or

fall

together.

And, here we are with a different kind of holiday season before us.Who will go                                                                                                                                                            caroling?

Who will deck the halls?

Who will serve up figgy puddings?

So as we continue to #shelterinplace and #stayhome, please watch

Snoopy’s Christmas vs The Red Baron by The Royal Guardsmen

Attending the conference was a gift. Being a guest blogger for SPARC was a gift. You have given my words space to fly.

And, in the spirit of giving as people across the globe celebrate

 

Snoopy sits in front of a red kennel. It has snow on the roof, gifts and Christmas lights. The Title is Snoopy's ChristmasHanukkah                                                                                                                                             Kwanzaa                                                                                                                                        Christmas,

 

 

 

 

I will end where I started. With a toast to the writers. In this case, songwriters.

Daniel, Daniel, and Sheena.

Yes, there are

two

daniels.

This is my wish for all of you…

A SIMPLE KIND OF CHRISTMAS in a complicated time by

Red Moon Road

 

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