Priscilla Costa |
Pussy power? That doesn't coincide with the spotted jump suit, creepy Ronald McDonald that I know?!
No it doesn't. And that is a good thing. I came to the class today completely open minded hoping that learning aspects of clowning could help improve my comedy for future burlesque numbers. Priscilla taught our class of crazy ladies stage presence, how to be comfortable with your 'flaws' and how to turn uncomfortable emotions into something entertaining.
Flaws, emotions... wahhh... that doesn't sound funny!
Oh but it is when you address 'flaws' by dressing up in ridiculous costumes and making them louder and dealing with emotions by making duck noises and flailing about. While the entire class was great, (honestly, it was better than I expected) my favorite part was picturing passerbyers below our open window... walking their dogs on a quiet Sunday afternoon and hearing girls yell 'MUTHER FUCKER', farting and quacking above them.
Now don't worry mother, I'm not going to run away with the circus and become a clown but what I will take away from this class is how to laugh things off. For example, HA I HAVE TINY BOOBS! And how I can take that comedic confidence to the stage.
I must say that being in this world of burlesque and being a part of the Screaming Chicken community has opened my mind to so many different things and for that I am very grateful. I hope to say 'Oh, I have a clowning class from 1-3' again very soon.