Venus sets above the Studio |
As a self-described hedonist, it’s important for me to
continue to explore, challenge, and discover the things that bring me pleasure
in life. It seems lately the desert has been calling. It’s odd to think back on
my childhood memories of tortured boredom when my parents would take long
drives to Palm Springs, the Boulder Canyon, and the Salton Sea - but something
changed. Maybe it was Coachella, or taking the Palm Springs tram up San
Jacinto, but the mid-century modern poolside cocktail aesthetic fed well into
my particular hedonistic inclinations.
Recently though, I’ve been enjoying a different desert scene
– one rising above the Coachella Valley and into the Little San Bernardino’s to
Joshua Tree and Pioneer Town. Here the aesthetic includes outside artists
playing with found objects, living off-grid, and the flora and fauna of the
National Park. I once regarded this place as desolation and couldn’t imagine
that anyone would actually choose to live here. That has changed as well.
The Wildflowers are in bloom |
We’ve been to Joshua Tree three times already this year, a
getaway, a wild flower tour, and this last one – a creative adventure. We
returned the place we stayed in January that was once owned by artist FrancetteMace, this time choosing to stay in her studio which so captivated me on ourfirst trip.
World Famous... |
The weekend was a delight, and included spontaneous trips to
visit the Art Queen Gallery (including the World Famous Crochet Museum)
and Randy Polumbo’s other property which he built out of
found and repurposed materials. We ourselves we’re visited by a variety of
desert wild life including quail, bobcats, and bats. However, the highlight of
this weekend for me was a clowning workshop that my wife Lisa arranged
with Roger Fojas, AKA Ringmaster Roger of Lucent Dossier.
I always said Lucent Dossier is the circus I want to run
away and join – who knew I could have part of the circus come join me for a
weekend? We had met Roger before at another Lucent workshop and have
been longtime fans. We were lucky that Roger was available, luckier still that
we coaxed him up to joining us in Joshua Tree.
We heard that Francette would hand feed the bobcats hot dogs |
We had a great time, got our clown names (you can call me
Giddy), told stories, expressed emotions, and learned a little bit more about ourselves
and each other. For me, as a generally quiet and reserved man, it was an
opportunity to express myself physically and spontaneously without the usual
internal censor. I’m an over-thinker – which means as a rational hedonist, I sometimes
spend too much time being rational and forgetting about indulging my hedonism. Thankfully Roger's exercises in clowning left little room for
self-doubt or second guesses.
Bar stools around a desert tableaux |
Better still was the retention of these lessons the next
day. As our 11:00 AM checkout time loomed ahead, Roger asked us to join him
in creating a ScavenJester video. There was a tense silence as my rational
brain tried to reason an excuse that we didn't have time. Meanwhile, my hedonist brain knew I’d forever regret giving up this opportunity and ultimately stepped in and said, “yes - of course.” Within moments, I pulled the one thing we had packed out of the car – a container full of props
and costumes – and let Roger, Poe Jester, work his magic.
I’m sure we were a site – trying on costumes while
simultaneously packing and loading the car. The cleaning crew arrived before we
even finished the first scene, but let us continue to play and take advantage of
the property’s Martian landscape. Thus Lisa and I became ScavenJesters, and I
couldn’t be more proud (or Giddy).
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