After - Irina SelsA little lost after my divorce with the Greek guy - you know the one I brought back from France - I was wandering the streets of Albuquerque in search for a new beginning. My efforts were not in vain as I met this incredible collective of artists, a group of street theater performers with a magician and many more sparkles. Life was good and I dove with pleasure into the whirlpool of creativity they brought into my existence. I particularly loved Michael's show, where magic was the heart of the scene, or was it his heart that enchanted me? Soon, he offered to make me his assistant and his traveling partner. On the road, we learned many new techniques, performed in many places and discovered the hidden power of mime. I embodied my new character with joy, wearing my pointy hat full of stars and my sparkling make up, funambule d'une autre vie. After a year of this life, we arrived in San Francisco where the ship of love and art finally left the shore of my life for a new endeavor. I started to work for a French Bank. | Le Caravan Amoureuse - Diane ChaseLife had been pressing on her - too much responsibility with the workaday business life - when she encountered le Caravan Amoureuse, the inspired vision of a virtuoso pianist who had a big heart, and decided to go with his cosmic self, traveling in a bus to India, Morroco, Ethiopia, Libya and so many world stops. When Ireni met with him, she was 40 and so ready to jump off a cliff into a magical journey - and she even brought her thirteen year-old son along. They traveled in 3 buses that they were given and visited 57 cities in France where people had heard about le Caravan Amoureuse and waited expectantly with food to hear the beautiful piano music he played. And the biggest surprise was that Ireni was there to just be and engage and meet and interact as her beautiful self - face to face, heart to heart - in the magic of each moment, traveling for two months with le Caravan Amoureuse. |
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