Her name is Ksenia Vidyaykina--I performed with her about 2 years ago in a cabaret, and I'm familiar with her work...you can get the full skinny here. While it looks really amazing in the photos, and she is an enchanting dancer the actual mechanics of her peeling off her skin are nowhere near as cool as you'd think. Still, she has an arresting gaze and beautiful form, so if you're looking for some strange theater to take in, that's a place you can go.
I actually got off the internet yesterday, which is rare for me, but I had to--I'm not feeling at the top of my game, and have had to do a lot of sleeping to get my energy up for performance. We're in the home stretch of the festival now, which I am thankful for--I've had my fill of everything, and I have to admit that I am looking forward to my return to the States with a lot of excitement. Home, home, home...not only is the heart there, but so is my bed, my desk and some rest.
Let's see--we had an impromptu party on Sunday night with the Left Coast Theatre folks at our flat, which was a lot of fun, and on my day off (yesterday) I did manage to get myself onto a cheesy bus tour of the city, which confirmed that Edinburgh is
a) beautiful,
b) small,
c) comprised mainly of churches and banks that have been turned into pubs.
It wouldn't be so bad, being under the weather, if I didn't have 3 or 4 other projects dangling that require my attention, some of them quite urgently--I hate that feeling of power loss, when even the simplest of activities drains you out. Makes me feel like a reptile, all cold-blooded and unable to react. I hate that.
On the blessings side: the shows themselves are still going well, even if I am tired the rest of the time, and I seem to have lost some weight while here, owing perhaps to disagreements between myself and foods which are fried.
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