This past weekend, Maddie and I had the pleasure of attending the September Soiree at the Henning Mansion to benefit my friends at Wyoming Dance Arts. I knew it would be an awesome time so I brought the camera along!
The Mansion is a gorgeous building on the National Register of Historic places, so it was a delight to get to capture some of the moments of dance and good cheer at the event. Since I had no idea what was coming next and no tripod with me, I just started playing around handheld style. These days I’m looking for what I can do with less. To trim the fat of equipment but never the purpose nor direction. I’m eager to continue on my minimalist videographer pursuit and see where it goes. I also can’t wait to start our planned collaborations with WDA, lots of creativity on the horizon!
Food and drink was awesome (provided by our excellent Casper vendors), but of course, the highlight of the night were the performances, as a handful of duets and short works acted as interludes, a great evening of art. Congratulations to Wyoming Dance Arts on such a great event!
Happy Friday folks! Heading into the weekend with some links to look forward to!
Let’s start off with these breathtaking award winning images from the Audubon Photography Awards. It’s a nice change of pace to immerse into such beautifully crafted photos during the workweek. Definitely will be on my mind for a while.
Shoutout to playwright Dana Lynn Formby, who shares with us her award winning play “Johnny 10 Beers’ Daughter,” thanks to The American Playbook Podcast. I got to meet Dana at a playwriting conference and she is just a great soul and fellow Wyomingite, so I’ll be listening this weekend: So should you!
NPR broke my heart this morning with this article about service members living in fear of their family members getting deported. Men and Women who commit to serving this country should not have to worry about coming back to an empty home due to deportation. Surely, there must be more pressing matters for our nation than to hunt down the Navy officer’s Amá, or abuela.
My friend Rebecca shared this piece about dancers and the massive obstacles to becoming a professional dancer. I nodded through most of it as I felt it made sense to us playwrights, filmmakers, or any creative folk pursuing some kind of career in our day and age. It talks of a few ways to make inroads, and keeping your chin up.
This week we lost a major creative light in the world. Mr. João Gilberto passed on, leaving a legacy of work that shaped the timeless and spellbinding sound that is bossa nova. I’m hoping to write at length about his work in due time, but for now, I’d just like to write that his songs helped me cope with some difficult times of transition and growth, and I could not be more grateful for the magic he brought to us. I could share the whole of Chega de Saudade, a work that guided me to better spirits, productive writing spells, and optimism when I worked at the cemetery. Instead, I will leave you with his rendition of Jobim’s perennial masterpiece Aguas de Março. I have listened to this track at least twice a week for the last six years. There is so much hope and possibility and introspection in his rendition of the song that it breaks my heart and puts it back together too. Rest in peace, Senhor. Thank you for the new sound.
Anyway, here’s a picture of Oscar licking the inside of this container. Happy weekend friends.