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As well as this Russian representative, there were lots of Americans. In fact, "L'Institut Francais de Jonglage" seemed to consist almost entirely of Americans!
One
of the American Raspyni Brothers juggled five knives late one
evening but later when I saw them passing seven clubs I realized
that they may not be totally loony. I had my doubts about Francois
Chotard who had grown and filed his fingernails specially for
ball-spinning. He can spin at least eight at the same time and seems
content to do so for hours on end!
On
the other side of the hall, Antonio Bucci
spent hours bouncing seven balls off a marble slab to a classical
music tape. He normally uses lacrosse balls but someone had loaned
him seven silicone balls and he couldn't put them down. He had runs
of up to 10 minutes without a drop!
I
couldn't wait to see some of these skills used in performance, but
when Cirque du Trottoir (Sidewalk Circus) put on an impromptu show,
the crowd was so deep I couldn't see what was happening from the
bar. I did hear castanets, musical instruments and wild applause and
I saw the top half of a marionette sketch where the puppeteers were
on stilts. I had to wait until Saturday to see the Public Show and
learn the potential of most of the skills.
Talking
about skills, there were workshops throughout the convention on
everything from devil-stick and diablo to balloon modeling.
I
decided to learn to juggle too. After all, there were lots of girls
who could do it and some were really good, like Kezia Tenenbaum of
Airjazz, a group that had just finished filming their second spot
for the prestigious Paul Daniels Magic Show in England!
When
I plucked up enough nerve to ask someone they were really helpful
and, believe it or not Astrid, ten minutes later I could almost
juggle. By the end of the convention, I was learning to juggle
plates in the kitchen, until people complained about pieces of china
in their food.
On
Saturday afternoon loads of coaches were arranged to take everyone
to Brussels where they held a parade and ended up in the famous
Grand Place. On the parade I fell in love with J.J. (Gerard Estrem)
who was so handsomely dressed with a yellow coat hanger stretched
around his face and a little yellow ball in his throat that kept
appearing between his lips. The poor man had to lean on two devil
sticks to walk and had a big argument with a policeman who tried to
hurry him across a road.
A
bandstand had been erected in the middle of the square and the
marching band led the parade through a gateway into the square. It
must have been an amazing sight for locals and tourists as several
hundred jugglers converged. Several performers did mini-shows, even
Popovitch joined in and did a sort of street show, while others
juggled in all different formations. Then it was time for the games.
The
games included one called "Battle of the Juggleators"
where you had to stop other juggling clubs without dropping your
own. No wonder the guy who won this was twice as big as anyone else.
The messiest contest was the apple-eating contest won by Sam
Scurfield from Bradford, England, in four bites flat. Frank Olivier
won the five ball duration challenge, which might have gone on all
day if the final competitors hadn't started fooling around while
juggling. The long-distance passing competition threatened the
safety of the crowd as the longer throws got more and more
inaccurate.
Eventually
we all went back to the sports hall to prepare for the public show
that evening. I won't give you
all the details here
except to say it was exhilarating to see the amazing results that
practice and imagination produce. After the show everyone went
outside and the braver/drunker jugglers threw blazing torches
around, spun fire devil sticks and hurled fire
diablos high into the night.
The
evening culminated in a magnificent
fireworks display which puts most cityorganized displays to
shame. L'Ecole sans
Filet organized this juggling jamboree brilliantly for the
550 people who came.
In
fact, Astrid, I've already arranged a week's holiday in September
next year for the 9th European Juggling Convention in the small
village of Castellar de la Frontera in the southernmost part of
Spain. I've never seen so many people party like this for four days
and have so much fun. I'm ready to sleep for a week, so I'll end
here. Lots
of Love, Brigitte
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Francois Chotard demonstrates a unique extension of the power of the human hand. |