The Old Ship

when I fall I’ll catch myself

theshipproject — Sun, 21 Oct 2007 23:03:58 +0000

experiments in falling

theshipproject — Thu, 18 Oct 2007 12:40:42 +0000

Suicide net

theshipproject — Thu, 18 Oct 2007 12:05:23 +0000

From here my body free falls
There is no net.
Unless I weave patiently all through the night
Whilst others sleep,
This is what I’ll do
Weave all night and dance all day
Until my net is set.
Then when I fall
I’ll save myself
I’m not one to regret

fall

theshipproject — Sat, 29 Sep 2007 19:55:45 +0000

AUDITION

theshipproject — Fri, 28 Sep 2007 14:20:39 +0000

performance stills

theshipproject — Thu, 20 Sep 2007 15:51:13 +0000

Sacrafice performance

rehearsal

theshipproject — Thu, 20 Sep 2007 15:45:13 +0000

I never feel a thing is real

When I’m away from you
Out of your embrace
The world’s a temporary parking place

Mmm, mm, mm, mm
A bubble for a minute
Mmm, mm, mm, mm
You smile, the bubble has a rainbow in it

Say, its only a paper moon
Sailing over a cardboard sea
But it wouldn’t be make-believe
If you believed in me

Yes, it’s only a canvas sky
Hanging over a muslin tree
But it wouldn’t be make-believe
If you believed in me

Without your love
It’s a honky-tonk parade
Without your love
It’s a melody played in a penny arcade

It’s a Barnum and Bailey world
Just as phony as it can be
But it wouldn’t be make-believe
If you believed in me

Camp

theshipproject — Wed, 19 Sep 2007 22:20:07 +0000

The whole point of Camp is to dethrone the serious.
Camp is playful, anti-serious. More precisely, Camp
involves a new, more complex relation to “the
serious.” One can be serious about the frivolous,
frivolous about the serious.’

Susan Sontag

Audition preperation

theshipproject — Tue, 18 Sep 2007 16:17:15 +0000

Dinner with Malic

theshipproject — Thu, 13 Sep 2007 16:00:03 +0000