Monday, September 24, 2007

GOLD POO Vancouver Comedy Fest Performance Highlight


This has got to be one of the most unexpected and awesomest things I have done yet.
One, I performed in a group choreographed number. (My second time ever, first time being in the front of the bloody line--stressful).
Two, I performed for a non-specific burlesque audience.
Three, I was in the Cultch for the first time (one of my goals ) as a performer...

AND THE KICKER

I opened as a sperm for David Cross, who is the shit in one of my favorite directors' short movies.

Voila la link: http://youtube.com/watch?v=xU6zcqmw0Uk

I love my life :)

Tuesday, September 18, 2007

Strained Wrist and Burlesque Blogs

Que pasa lovelies?
typing to minimum, too much beading and crafting and typing = ouch.
cool blogs to share!!!

www.candypitch.blogspot.com

www.burlesquedaily.blogspot.com

AWESOME :)

Monday, September 17, 2007

I have never been so at home in my skin...

A corner of Ruby Dog's Art House (www.dxmarket.com/collagejoy)
where I was hunting for scraps yesterday and which I consider
to be a definite cozy comfort for creative kookachoos :)

...actually that's a lie, as I'm incredibly blessed and feel enough moments of authentic bliss that I am ready to die with peace and happiness at any moment :)


Hee hee, well, maybe not really. :)
I likes life :)
Anyhoo I digress because I just have to share with you my perfect harmony of dirty fingertips, paint on my shirt and glitter on my face and a mom who is actually giggling with some kind of reluctant amusement as her grown daughter crafts like a dork on the dining room table.

I spoke with my dear friend Rachel yesterday, and she's for sure a kindred spirit (to the max). Not so long ago, in January when we had our little house together we were both in the throws of angst and anxiety as to what do do next in our lives filled sky-high with ambition and apparent limitations like time, money and our own niggling insecurities.

Speaking to her yesterday was so warm and gratifying because I feel we're both more in our own skins everyday, and jubiliantly so.

For me,
dorky as can be,
it's the amalgamation I find in burlesque, satisfaction with my career as a nurse, making peace with me parents, my honey bun the Gnome and best of all, ever growing.

I shit you not, crafting via making my burlesque costumes and props feels EPIC.

Par example, this Charmer in Training costume is SO BITCHIN' because I was able to use so much of what I already have; bellydance coin belts from Bellydance Superstars, super coin-bellydance goddess earrings that i bought but am to shy to wear normally, bracelets found in the spca thrift shop that i really wanted but have never worn, my graduation necklace present to myself, fabric scooped up from the glamour bin for CHEAP at textile clearance wearhouse and finally the icing on the pie yesterday:

as i was showing my costumes, brain storming and throwing ideas back and forth with my awesome sister at 1:15 am my eyes fall upon these very genie-esque flats that she and i bought together at a thrift store just cos we loved em.

they matched my costume so perfectly.
and i was going to go barefoot!

Ahhhhhhh :)
Synchronicity :)

Makes me feel that my decisions made with my gut/heart with the most authentic parts of myself are ever paying off and making more sense. Maybe it's justification for compulsive shopping and being a packrat--but DAMN, this packrat is in the pay dirt with finally coming to a level where my output spent on acts is decreasing and satisfaction/product is increasing :)

YES :)

Anyhoo also below is something that resonates a lot :)

There's my bleeding heart, bon appetit :)
Love much to you, xo joanie gyoza :)

original source: http://poppalina.typepad.com/my_weblog/2007/06/acts-of-gratuit.html

Acts of Gratuitous Beauty

Of the myriad communities on the internet, I can't think of one that could possibly be kinder, more friendly, sharing or caring than They Who Craft. Not unless there's a Myspace group called Heavenly Angels at the Right Hand of God.

Crafters get to the Heart of Things. They share, teach, swap, send gifts, and support one another. They have to. Their vocation is to make the world a more beautiful place. They need all the help they can get.

They find their materials in op shops, garage sales, on the beach, in the garden, occaisonally even falling from the sky and hitting them on the head. They encounter all things with an eye to how they might utilize, enhance and adapt. They're thrifty and hate waste, as did their mothers, and their mothers, and their mothers before them. It's always been this way.

Doily dear meagan

But they also love to save, to rescue. A good crafter can spot a handmade doily, swatch of kimono fabric, or well-preserved handknit (and tell you what fibre it's made from) at a hundred paces, out of a pile 20 feet high, in a dimly lit back room, not 10 minutes before they have to pick the kids up from school. They will pay their last 2 bucks to rescue it, take it home, gaze lovingly at it, and then put it away.

Some considerable time later, they will take it out again, wash it, felt it, embroider it, cover it in wire and beads, put a zip in it, attach an adjustable handle, slip cast it, oxyweld a brooch-back onto it, and cover it in glitter.

It will be magnificent. One of a kind. Never to be repeated, at least not quite the same way, ever again. Hours of thought, pondering, working, fucking up, lamenting, undoing, and fixing have gone into it. A part of themselves, too, never to be replaced.

Mimidolls mimi kirchner

Then, when it's all done, they will either give it away to Some Deserving Person, or sell it for an outrageously small fraction of what it's worth, in order to scrape together the cash to make something else. If it's good, it will probably be ripped off, sent to a Third World country, copied, sent back as a knockoff, and sold in the same shop that stocked the original, for a third of the price. Lianas_bangle liana kabel

Most people think Crafters are nuts. Potty, whimsical and eccentric, at best. Cracked, spooky and best avoided, at worst. Maybe they're right. I know it takes a certain degree of obsessiveness to see an idea through to completion, and a demented level of fervour to start such an ambitious project in the first place. Crafting takes time, lots and lots of time. And so much patience. Neither are highly valued, anymore.

Crafters are patronised, excluded and ignored by the Art World. What we do is too home-oriented and kitsch for High Art, too grass roots in it's aspiration, too unsophisicated in it's intention. I have had my work removed from exhibitions under pressure from other artists, on the grounds it didn't the fit the media parameters of 'Fine Art', ie. it was embroidered rather than painted or drawn. In short, it was Only Craft, and was therefore diminishing the calibre of the collection. At the time, I found the arrogance and snobbery of this argument hilariously funny, but I am also bewildered by it to this day.

Laugh at craft, by all means.

Severedfingers Monster Crochet

We will happily laugh with you.

But sneer, condescend, exploit or, most craven of all, steal our ideas and pass them off as your own, you thieving bastards, you know who you are, and we will curse you. A curse to haunt you for lifetimes to come. And then turn our backs on you forever, to concentrate on the Good People in This World.

Alscharcola 6.5 stitches

Real crafters are dedicated, honest people, spinning dreams, and working their arses off. Nay-sayers and parasites kill our high, make us miserable, stop us from working. And that's a Very Bad Thing. One of the reasons we lock ourselves away and make things is to avoid the company of People Like That. We don't do it for fame, fortune, or glory (though a little fortune, occasionally, wouldn't go astray). Hell, we don't even sign our own work most of the time, it's so not about ego.

Crafters craft because they must. They are driven by a blind desire to create Gorgeous Things. Things that take time and patience and love.

Flickr_viking_24_4 Sandra Monat

Things designed to reach people,

Pin_up_girl Screaming Lulu

break your heart,

Molly_chicken_3 mollychicken

draw you closer, until it rests against your cheek,

Suse_sock_2 Suse

or laugh with pleasure,

Knitted_tank Marianne Jørgensen

because it's just so beautiful.

Spirit_cloth spirit cloth

Crafters try to bring a little of the Divine into the real world with everything they make. As a gospel singer might describe it, they sing it down, during the hours and hours of meditative work involved in each piece.

To do this gives our lives meaning.

It makes life worth living.

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SHOW ON FRIDAY! :)

It's this Friday the 23rd Chez Le Colbalt. Show is at 10pm and it will be majorly RAD-tacular :) I'll do my Charmer in Training Number AND be in a big scary group performance :) xo

Charmer-In-Training: Act in Progress

So I'm up blogging late in the night after some wickedly frantic and ecstatic crafting. Argh. Sometimes in the midst of it all, when I'm only halfway through the last of stuff that I need to do for an act that I've been working on already for 5 hours (and I haven't even blocked it to perfection) I'm always thinking "why do I do this again?"

Then it finishes and I sit back and look at the fruits of my labour and think "aaah.....oh yes..." :)
And that's only half of the fun process: making the god-damn props. Which I LOOVE.

Which brings me to the fact that I should blog project specs, like my friend Chrissy the Great blogs her knitting project specs.

Because I'm always proud of the way I make my things: GhettoLuxe Style. Meaning it's deluxe and indulgent to the max (I'll make the glittery oversized cucumber) BUT ghetto in that I try to find as much of what I can for the costume/props in second hand stores/by reusing found objects around the house.

Very inspired by this lady here, Lois Walker, who I met once when I was 8 years old at the PNE. It was the height of my star-dazed moment, with my best friend of early elementary school Leah who I recently connected with again via facebook. CRAZY :)

Anyhoo I dedicate my next number to this crazy broad who adore and admire.

My costumes are inspired by this lady's get-up.



And finally, I'm going to do costume specs because this is BY FAR, the most ghettoluxe I have come. I mean, I made a basket out of plastic and card board that will hopefully fold down and travel super economically.

Bitchin' :)

Anyhoo my love to you all who are reading. Amazing :)
love mooch, your Joanie Gyoza

Thursday, September 13, 2007

Burlesquey Books

See, when I blog, I blog in spurts!
It all comes a rushin' out.
But, I figure it's better than no blogging at all.

This little thing is just to show you the other big thing that I have been doing this summer: trying to track down burlesque books for cheap (thanks www.abe.com) to get some historical context and knowledge about burlesque.

There's nothing more annoying (it's a pet peeve of mine) than performers that don't have a context. Maybe it was just super important for me, as a person who was entirely new to performing. In anycase, I'll try not to be such a snob about it and instead revel in being a hardcore nerd.


Note that the Century Girl book about Doris Eaton Travis is my favorite. Not only is Doris a phenomenal woman, but the book is done in a completely organic and creative scrapbook style reminiscent of the way I write about/document my own life. Complete kindred spirit, mmm :)

Smoochies for your reading :) xo, j

Amigurumi Madness

So I love this beautiful awesome Japanese art. I thought I would showcase some of my most favorite pieces AND most exciting news....


Flying Pig from my facebook amigurumi group :)

Gnomie Amigurumi
by my brilliant and talented friend Cynthia of hula-la.com and big_girlfeet.blogspot.com

And tah dah!!!!
New exciting dream stuff--finding the perfect amigurumi dumplings to be in a photoshoot and to be a mascot. I hope the person who made these cuties is up to making me some more ... don't you think they fit my little gyoza perfectly?

Cherry and Daisy Dumpling
From Else's Belles Artes on Etsy (http://www.etsy.com/shop.php?user_id=34139)

And finally, my gyoza--don't they match? :)



The Belle Epoque Exhibit at the Vancouver Museum




Darlings,

That Vancouver Museum has the most bitchin' little exhibits I swear. Last time, it was women and travel in the late 1800's to early 1900's.


Now it's the Belle Epoque, DROOL: complete with a special weekend with fashion shows and tea at one of my FAVORITE tea places in Vancouver.


Check this link out: http://www.vanmuseum.bc.ca/belleepoque.html
If you're out there in the wide world and would like to join me, get in touch :)


And for tea after: http://www.secretgardentea.com/

Mmm...that's my idea of a wicked wonderful weekend, Nov 3-4.

Thursday, September 6, 2007

Kin Kamikaze: Introducing…Miss Chibi Shitake!

I'm lucky, I have a sister who is brilliant and who is my publicity pusher, my manager, my critique chum, my show buddy and my incredible general over all support. Now she's got a name and burlesque personality to boot. Check her displaying her wit in this little self-penned poem:

Like how fresh sushi needs spicy wasabi…
Like how sticky rice needs chicken teriyaki…
Miss Joanie Gyoza needs Chibi Shitake!
The burlesque glamour of Miss Joanie is in part coached and produced by this half-pint Buddha who’s happy to shine offstage.

Now I hope YOU'RE lucky and you have a laptop so you can turn it sideways to check her out.
Because her pics aren't right side up even though I saved em so.



Where Has the Summer Gone?



Holy Toledo!
Well I've been away since June it seems and I'm telling you, it's for good reason because it has been BIZ-ZEE in my little corner of the world :)
So would you like a mini-blurb on what's been a-happenin' in the world of Gyoza?


June = A brilliantly cute new duet with my friend Corvetta Curves. I love working with her, she's got the most hilarious expressions and she's just talented and gorgeous. I was very pleased at how this turned out! Plus the Softcore Comedy Night Chez Le Cobalt is always a fun zoo to perform at; I even hit the stage with Mike McGee!!! (eek!) Spoken Word total geek moment! Only thing was the stressful LESSON LEARNED: Check fucking music twice before show. Period.

July = Lots of work. I worked a buttload in July because lots of people were on vacation, I also snuck away to the Sunshine Coast with my dear Junebug and that was fun and a needed break. I did the usual summer lazy things, hung out with my brother playing the gamecube (mario cart) and wii system lots. Hung out with my boo, living the good life but feeling low-energy because of my lack of kickboxing

August = Seems like my life = burlesque. It's been super busy because I'm serving as the Secretary of the Board of Directors for Vibfa, which is hugely exciting. Lots of behind the scenes work. Also I was a stress case because I performed twice and had to prepare a couple of new numbers, eek. NOW though, I feel much more seasoned and I think performance is an energy issue. I find if I ground myself before hitting the stage and instead to just let my diva loose, the best case scenario is that I bring laughter, sexy celebration and general joy/goodwill all around. It's like a glamourous celebration of glitter and life everytime--or atleast that's what I hope :) LESSON LEARNED: The butterflies will be there, but look fear in the face, get out there and ROCK IT.

September = Working on another new number (actually like 3!!) and really truly feeling for the first time that I really am a burlesque performer, not just a pretend one :) Actually it's been a funny summer for feeling like a newbie, or generally tricking the masses that I'm really an adult/etc. etc.

Bollocks to it all quite frankly, life is awesome :) I send my life via cyberspace! :)