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mekyriaLast weekend was filled with things. For starters, Mr.R. had his hunting course on Saturday so I had the joy of sleeping in while he had to get up early. I love living in De Meern but the traveling time is killing me and I have always been terrible at getting up. In fact, I am so bad at it that everyone who spend a holiday with me tells amusing stories about me not functioning early in the morning.
I wanted to get up early on Saturday to work on material for my classes but I didn't because SLEEP. I went to The Hague around 11 for a rehearsal of our new theater project. It centers around the many roles that women have during their life and is situated in a laundromat. We had fun doing silly things with laundry baskets and a bit of dancing to a Mozart in Egypt song.
Laudie asked me to do a goddess themed Bellyfit class and I asked if this would be a FaKyMa effort. Laudie confirmed, but I was a bit taken aback by J. who told me she wanted to co-teach with the easier levels. Because 1. she did not finish her bellyfit training (doing eight practicum classes + feedback), 2. she has been a member of bellyfit but hasn't listend to any of the music in the past six months 3. she wants me to send her the artemis training video's that I bought without offering anything in return and 4. I am making us a couple of training skirts so we look similar.
Considering that I did the mandatory extra 16 hours of self study to complete my teacher training, putting in 4 hour to learn the new routine and invest 3 hours on making our training outfit, I feel like I am the main teacher and I am responsible for teaching the workshop. The one who is responsible makes the calls, though I suspect J. might feel a bit agitated about this.
On sunday I had a photographer coming over to our place fora shoot in our living room. We did a lot of close ups of eyes (his request), he took a couple of pictures of me in bellyfit teaching gear (my request) and a couple of shots in regular clothes (it never hurts to have a recent headshot in regular clothes). Mr.R. was noodling around the house and found it fascinating that taking pictures could take up four hours. When the shoot was over I drove Mr.R to the trainstation as he made an appointment to watch terrible movies with a friend. I stayed at home and tried to reign the post-photoshoot chaos into something more manageable, watched the new Veronica Mars movie (it is cool!), did a quick update on my website and some video editing of Ikaiya's wedding footage. It took my old computer eight hours to create a basic dvd but it is done now. I am putting off buying a new pc because we have so many expensive things coming our way this year.
And more sad news; Global Dance Lab, the worlddance studio in Amsterdam that Ada was running is closing it's doors. It is sad because it had really nice studio's and a space to throw hafla's. They are closing up because despite a two month remodelling the noise from the studio is still outside the legal parameters. In the last year, the Tropen theater in Amsterdam shut down, the Dansvloer (studio in Utrecht), the Regentes theater is trying a restart and now Gobal dance Lab. The studio's and theaters that we work with in the belly dance community are closing down, we have less festivals, the theater shows don't sell enough tickets to cover the cost. I came close to not teaching this semester because of low enrollments. Is the end near for belly dance?
I wanted to get up early on Saturday to work on material for my classes but I didn't because SLEEP. I went to The Hague around 11 for a rehearsal of our new theater project. It centers around the many roles that women have during their life and is situated in a laundromat. We had fun doing silly things with laundry baskets and a bit of dancing to a Mozart in Egypt song.
Laudie asked me to do a goddess themed Bellyfit class and I asked if this would be a FaKyMa effort. Laudie confirmed, but I was a bit taken aback by J. who told me she wanted to co-teach with the easier levels. Because 1. she did not finish her bellyfit training (doing eight practicum classes + feedback), 2. she has been a member of bellyfit but hasn't listend to any of the music in the past six months 3. she wants me to send her the artemis training video's that I bought without offering anything in return and 4. I am making us a couple of training skirts so we look similar.
Considering that I did the mandatory extra 16 hours of self study to complete my teacher training, putting in 4 hour to learn the new routine and invest 3 hours on making our training outfit, I feel like I am the main teacher and I am responsible for teaching the workshop. The one who is responsible makes the calls, though I suspect J. might feel a bit agitated about this.
On sunday I had a photographer coming over to our place fora shoot in our living room. We did a lot of close ups of eyes (his request), he took a couple of pictures of me in bellyfit teaching gear (my request) and a couple of shots in regular clothes (it never hurts to have a recent headshot in regular clothes). Mr.R. was noodling around the house and found it fascinating that taking pictures could take up four hours. When the shoot was over I drove Mr.R to the trainstation as he made an appointment to watch terrible movies with a friend. I stayed at home and tried to reign the post-photoshoot chaos into something more manageable, watched the new Veronica Mars movie (it is cool!), did a quick update on my website and some video editing of Ikaiya's wedding footage. It took my old computer eight hours to create a basic dvd but it is done now. I am putting off buying a new pc because we have so many expensive things coming our way this year.
And more sad news; Global Dance Lab, the worlddance studio in Amsterdam that Ada was running is closing it's doors. It is sad because it had really nice studio's and a space to throw hafla's. They are closing up because despite a two month remodelling the noise from the studio is still outside the legal parameters. In the last year, the Tropen theater in Amsterdam shut down, the Dansvloer (studio in Utrecht), the Regentes theater is trying a restart and now Gobal dance Lab. The studio's and theaters that we work with in the belly dance community are closing down, we have less festivals, the theater shows don't sell enough tickets to cover the cost. I came close to not teaching this semester because of low enrollments. Is the end near for belly dance?
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Date: 2014-03-17 04:36 pm (UTC)1. I want to know what goddess-themed bellyfit would be like. I can not imagine it.
2. Mr. R really needs a better nickname. "Mr. R" still sounds so formal...
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Date: 2014-03-18 08:27 am (UTC)2. he does need a better nickname. Got suggestions?
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Date: 2014-03-18 02:27 pm (UTC)Then there's one friend who uses "Himself," which sounds a bit Irish to me in an amusing way.
I just use "B" because I begrudge the characters, but at one point I used "Zilla" which was part of his nickname.
Then there's jassugirl whose husband is simply "Boy" sometimes. :)
One that took me a while to figure out was "the DO". My mind tries to make this a medical term, but it means Dear One.
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Date: 2014-03-18 03:54 pm (UTC)Then tehre is the trumpet/hunting horn that he plays remarkably well as he was a professional trumpet player, but that only leads to awful nicknames and suggestive hints about how well he should be at using his mouth.
I'll sleep on it!