There's a little bit of Maureen in all of us, non? Maureen rhymes with colleen (lower case), cause she playful and a girl (lower case, get it?) and going out with girls and guys and Mark and Joanne can't take it anymore, which is why they dance the tango. Logic? No! Maureen lets it all hang out. Maureen "will sing native American tribal chants back wards through her vocorder, while accompanying herself on the electric cello-which she has never studied." And she'll make you "moo"! Maureen will be played by Denise Lutz in Rent in Basel.
Yours, licking the lips which chowed on the cow that jumped over the moon!
As always, Ms. Maureen Crocodile
Roger plays unplugged because no-one has paid the electricity bill, never mind the RENT. He is writing one great song before he dies. All the best Mrs Crocodile readers are doing the same. Roger will be performed by Daniel Raaflaub. Now please stop reading my blog and get back to your creative pursuits before I bite you. That should get you communing with your creative god(dess) within! Roger that?
I love my work and here's why: on Friday, I'm watching a burning man come out on stage at the Theater Basel, last weekend I kissed a priest after Doubt and now for Semi-circle's Rent I get to dress a man in women's clothes. Introducing Angel.
Angel is played by Julian David and her character says a lot of wonderful things in Rent, but possibly the one line that jumps out at the costumer in me is said by Maureen, "You'd find an old tablecloth on the street and make a dress--and next year, sure enough-they'd be mass producing them... " Oh! That never happened to me.
Yours, cutting up flags, Santa suits and curtains again,
This character in RENT incorporates a feeling which many expats are plagued by: "If I hadn't left my homeland for the fair and gray beaches of Switzerland, I might have ended up a recovering drug addict, HIV positive, who fell in love with a Roger, because he has the same baggage as mine. And I would NOT have lived happily ever after in New York." Instead, many an American woman married a Swiss man named Roger, switched her name to Meier and called it a day. By the way, her smile reminds me of someone. In Semi-circle's upcoming production of RENT, she's being played by Sarah Kappeler. I hope Mimi speaks to you as she speaks to me. Dearest Readers she is known to be, "clad only in bubble wrap", which sets my little costume mind going. She also has no physical baggage, which is good, because I wouldn't want her to choose a crocodile skinned bag.
The anger department: not being so well endowed, and speaking with a funny accent, Mrs Croco cursing always sounds comical. Bad words, don't quite roll, but somehow, accidentally, drool off the tongue, past my mean looking teeth and out of the corner of my lips. Maybe you have this problem, too. I liken it to an Englishman ditching "bloody" and replacing it with the "f-word", which should never be done.
Faithful readers from the embryonic stages of my blog will remember a time when I waxed lyrical about cutting up fabric or used a chain saw to get aggressions out. Sadly, people have been asking me to make stuff with my hands rather than destroy it, so I'm forced to blog to cut up language. Like fabric, utterances are pliable and unlike fabric you don't have to sweep up the schnipples of the loose words after you write. So feel free to imagine me standing in the middle of a picturesque, quiet, not just neat, but orderly Swiss street, belting this out: "GO AN' SHOE YOURSELF THEN!" (an utterance which is not all four letter words, but I took the "d" off "and" so you can divide it by four). Now you try it. It helps.
I hope this gets you somewhere in the anger department today. While we are on the subject, "cutting up fabric" is not a four letter word, but TEAR is. Oh and the picture up top is of the NANOs that Alla and Kazam banged up with a hammer. Is that FAIR? They were not even angry, just curious.
So here I am again, ripping at the seams of a project that never should have been SEWN! at midnight.
"Can you say crak-a-lakkin whoop? This blogger is a whirlwind. Whenever I need an extra shot of energy, she's the one. Single mom in Switzerland snips and sews. But watch out for her bite." Christine Gerber-Rutt
Collage Slide Show
She used to run a play-group, but she ate all the kids and kept two. These days Mrs Crocodile is shedding her skin and coming of age as a single mom in Switzerland, which is an island somewhere between here and 40...
"Mrs Crocodile grabs life by the fingers, dresses it up with a pair of dangly earrings and delicious shoes and dances away down the cobblestone street. Join her if you can." Christine Gerber-Rutt