The Festival was a 3 day extravaganza with a juggling competition Saturday. I just barely dabble in juggling. I have 3 beanbags and a bunch of silk squares mostly to teach other people the very basics. I don't even own a set of clubs. In no way do I consider myself a "juggler". So how did Cindy and I end up at the local Shrine auditorium on a Friday night and then again the next day?
We went on Friday because I actually was looking to buy a set of clubs and I figured rather than order some on -line, I'd save a little on shipping, buy "local" from one of the event vendors and actually feel and handle the clubs before buying them.
Barely any vendors had set up on Friday, but it was cool to see so many jugglers and the like playing, practicing, and sharing.
Warning: This post is only a little bit about juggling, but juggles a lot of different bits.
"Six degrees of separation refers to the idea that everyone is on average approximately six steps away, by way of introduction, from any other person on Earth, so that a chain of, "a friend of a friend" statements can be made, on average, to connect any two people in six steps or fewer."
I've often thought that instead of looking as "being steps away, by way of introduction" as "being links to connection".
I had first heard about the festival through a facebook friend's post saying he was going to be a vendor. Now I had never met this "friend" before. Forged Creations (Jay Becker) and I had mutual "friends" through the "burner", "spinning" "performance" community of Atlanta, plus I really liked his metal work. So it would be great to see his pieces in person. Plus I really do like juggling and was hoping to maybe get inspired and actually commit some time and energy to getting better.
When we pulled in the parking lot on Saturday it was much more crowded. And before we parked we saw someone we knew. Actually Cindy saw someone she knew and had just worked with, who was part of The Seed & Feed Marching Abominable, Atlanta's wildest community band.
When we first arrived in Atlanta last summer, Skye "joined" the circus for a couple of weeks of summer camp. One of her instructors was at the festival.
Several of the camp's alumni and teachers also teach at the Circus Arts Institute, where the two of us have been taking class a couple of nights a week for the last several months.
There she is (yellow boa) playing the clarinet. We've now unknowingly been to three events where she and her gang were performing/ merry-making.
I love this bag of tricks, everything from hula hoops, clubs and balls to "cigar boxes" and stilts. So cool, so much fun, so much flow.
"Flow is the mental state of operation in which a person in an activity is fully immersed in a feeling of energized focus, full involvement, and success in the process of the activity. Proposed by Mihály Csíkszentmihályi,(a link to a TEDtalk he did) the positive psychology concept has been widely referenced across a variety of fields."
from the Flow Temple website:
Flow Arts is a fast-growing fitness and meditation practice that blends play, exercise and dance into a fun and healthful activity that moves the body, stills the mind and uplifts the spirit. It's a physical workout that is also a brain booster, a relaxing way to chill out, and a compelling performance art.
Hoopers flow. Poi-spinners flow. Jugglers flow. I get into a flow when I do jiujitsu. There are all sorts of ways to get into the flow.
I took a quick picture up to this gang of kids up to no good only to find myself in the picture.
Way up in the corner, you probably won't be able to find me, but I did.
For Those Who Come to Juggle, We Salute You
There actually was juggling at the juggling festival, although that might be hard to believe from this post.
The boy in the yellow was the youngest of those competing.
The group that's all fuzzy, did a hysterical interpretation of Twilight. Edward was a juggler, Jacob was a yo-yo artist and the werewolves rode unicycles. It was quite imaginative.
One more thing that I learned was how limited my little point and shoot camera is. I took a ton of pictures, most even more blurry than these.
After a couple of hours, sitting in the bleachers, Skye was done with the festival.
The big gorilla puppet that she seems to be avoiding is another one of those six degrees of, I mean, links to connection.
I first ran across a picture of Picasso the Gorilla when I was trying to find the name of a local artisan that I had purchased a gift from at the East Atlanta Village Christmas craft show, which I only knew about because of the East Atlanta farmer's market.
At the time, I thought he was pretty amazing and very cool. And completely out of the blue, he shows up at the juggler's festival and I get to check him out in person.
a tiny tike spinning around on a tiny unicycle.
That pretty much sums it up.