0. Awareness Beings; ZEN MASTER, the PLANET’S MOTHER, and GREY FOX, the disciple.
1. Amy’s Animation and Puppet Video Clips on YouTube
Click on the screens below (or the arrows to the right or left of those screens) to view some individual clips from Amy’s recent animation film, “The Stars at Night” or to see some of her elementary puppets singing and dancing from her earlier musical puppet film “What I Want to Be When I Grow Up!” Enjoy!
2. Amy’s New Animation Film, “The Stars at Night”
“The Stars at Night” is Amy’s first attempt to express her music and images in animation. She enjoyed showing it for the first time to friends at the Process Work Institute in Portland this May, 2007. See and hear Slinky Mama, Wild Willy, the Maestro and more of her animated figures singing and dancing in person! Watch the video now. You can also see a picture from the performance evening (taken by Max Schupbach).
Amy’s note: Due to requests, I am putting this song back up on our website. It is one of my first songs. It came from a vision that I had as I looked out at the sea. Dawn Menken sings background vocals.
Theater
We recently discovered that various known Polish Theater and Film directors acknowledge our work as inspiring their’s. We remember the “Old Theatre's” most important current collaborator, Krystian Lupa According to Wikipedia, “Lupa shatters the traditional action of the performances, stretching their tempos and concentrating on the poetic values of particular situations rather than the plot or conflict. This is a theatre of philosophical and existential reflection in whose centre is situated the modern human being, attempting to find a place in an ever more dehumanised world.”
Phelim McDermott’s Satyagraha; English National Opera
See also the wonderful work of the theater/opera director Phelim McDermott. Click Phelim’s “Satyagraha”.
Mural
Art
We have been admiring the wall painting done
by Qahira Lynn, (Tel. USA 1 541 547 5120.) See our pictures
of the mural she painted on the side wall of the Green Salmon
Café in Yachats, Oregon. (Unfortunately our picture
could not avoid the end of a truck). Thanks Qahira!
Natasha's last
performance
This picture of Natasha was taken at
her presentation of the story, 'The Bird in the Fire', Portland, Oregon
June 2004. She completed
that
story January 1, 2005, ten days before she died. We wrote the following
about her last process with us, because she wanted her work to be seen
by others. We also wrote this up because some of the people closest to
her at the time of her death, told us about how she moved back and forth
between the left and right (life and death—see below) and that
she died on the right side.
From the feelings of sadness and amazement, we immediately wrote this
almost unedited letter January 11, 2005, to everyone on our local process
work string. Many in the community had loved Natasha.
Natasha’s living and dying process. Thanks to Peter Irving and
everyone for having cared so lovingly, honored and followed, danced and
wept with Natasha as she went through her amazing dance. She dreamed
about going back to a "Dreamtime Mob”, and described that
to us as the process work community of friends, as you, those who have
been so close to her and around her. She would like you to be honored,
and so we are thank you all from her and our hearts. Thank you again
for your loving, feisty, tender caring. At the same time, we must remain
awestruck by the life and death of Natasha.
Dear Natasha, crowded together with 15 other people
in your hotel room that January the first, we recall the following. There
you were, here with us in Yachats, when we saw you ten days ago. You
blew us away. We remember your warm greeting, then entering your hotel
room, seeing you curled up in your seat waiting for us.
Then we recall working with you. You
said that your process was "between
life and death". We remember beginning to work with you. True to
your courageous seer's spirit, we recall being detached but at the same
time attached and amazed by your amazing physical and mental clarity
and "wellness," how you wanted to work on what you called the "struggle
between life and death. " We said, "Which way is your process
heading?" You moved your hands together first to the right side
--that was death, and then slowly to the left side ---that you said was
life. Then we asked you to follow your process and see what happened
next. We all sat and meditated with you. Then you said, "oh...drugs
make me slide". So we said, "slide, slide, and slide".
And slide you did, over to the left into life!
"OK", we said, "let’s get into life". You
said, "YES! And what about my creative project to present my story
in theatre form about "Bird in the Fire"?"
OK we said, that is your next step...but then following your amazing
energy, we noticed you move. So we said, let's get up and forget this
death thing for a moment and get on with the theatre. And indeed, with
immense vitality, you arose to your feet, got your crutch, and then began
to direct all of us who were stuffed into that little hotel room. How
awesome.
What a choreographer!! You had us all stand. What a scene. Amy became
you, moving through the forest. Many others played the trees in the forest.
Arny was to be the ally, warrior. Amy moved hesitantly (as you) through
the trees, met the warrior. Then Amy took Heiko's yellow crutch, which
you said was the golden tree that was to guide Amy through her journey
through the dark forest with the help of her tree of light.
It seemed like the theatre piece was done, but no,
you as the director got right up, marched over to where amy was standing
upright, at the
edge of the forest facing the Pacific ocean more or less alone, and you
took her "golden tree"(the yellow crutch) and continued marching
on forwards into time with a kind of pride and beauty. Standing in the
room, we all stood in back of you while you were in front of us facing
the sea. It is not saying enough to say that some of us were stunned
and touched by your immense ability at moving through time and space
so courageously with your golden tree shining the way.
Well, you said you wanted to produce this show for the community and
everyone. Peter Irving was so good as to video the latter part of this
work. And so dearest Natasha, that is why we are now giving folks a bit
of a preview of your show, that we may all see it at another point in
space and time, whenever.
May your golden tree be forever shining the way, and may it help each
and every one of us still bound to the gravity of the earth, stuck in
occasional darkness, needing that light of yours moving through everything
and anything.
Thank you thank you dear one. We all love you dearly, and some of us
have no sense of your passing, but of your being even more present than
ever before right with us in this moment, with your golden tree shining
and pointing the way for us, wherever it may go with us. In some senses
you are further than ever, and in another, closer then ever. There is
no substitute for giving you a hug, and at the same time, there is.
"Coastal Town" 
OK we said, that is your next step...but then following your amazing
energy, we noticed you move. So we said, let's get up and forget this
death thing for a moment and get on with the theatre. And indeed, with
immense vitality, you arose to your feet, got your crutch, and then began
to direct all of us who were stuffed into that little hotel room. How
awesome.