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| Photo: Performer Jamie Tea. Photo by: Tim Nguyen/Citrus Photography. |
Jamie Tea enlightened that perspective through a great bravura of comic timing and voice acting which grabbed the audience on a journey into the space age, complete with the naivety of a southern-belle with a knack for religious experiences and a jaded Coney Island street worker. The shapeshifting ventures were spurred on by the dream of a "cosmic wonder-fish" which led Mary to the Moon, to admire spacescapes and woo the audience's imagination with a subtly refreshing candour.
I've known Jamie Tea from her work with Green Fools Theatre, during their Outer Space-themed 2011 Halloween Howl show. It seemed almost as if Miss Tea had projected her character from that previous show and placed her unique acting genius front and centre.
Stay tuned for Green Fools Theatre this Halloween!
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Oh! I know that recurrent clarity, the open water: the blue
ocean when calm. They say a oceanographic project recently cleared a
magnificent coral shallow, with its cerulean majesty, awakening the surface of
conscious freedom from the lowest of depths, the inertial core, to the highest
of realms above in the unspoken silent space of brilliant sky.
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| Mediterranean by Nikolay Dubovskoy Sredizemnoye |
Unafraid, I
swim. Sharks are a passing memory, and fish and dolphin happily glide atop the
water with a bounteous air, showing their fins with the gentility of a human
smile. The water is cool, refreshing, and I swim eagerly, immersed in its
healing, maternal body.
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Our modern lives run clean through this cursed river
Our blood dirties, streaming from the porous core
These are wounded oceans.
We sink, while the light of the world floats amiably to the surface
Belly up.
These are wounded oceans.
We sink, while the light of the world floats amiably to the surface
Belly up.
- excerpt from "Belly Up"
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