Essence Unfolding
The Factory Theatre, 80 Onehunga Mall, Onehunga, Auckland
19/09/2024 - 21/09/2024
Production Details
Creative - Ollie Green
Producer - Richard Green
Bat Wings Circus
Step into the enchanting world of ‘Essence Unfolding’, a circus / contemporary dance fusion, with a smattering of poetry/spoken word created by 16-year-old Orlando Green.
Come and experience the heartache, the joy and the journey of discovery of a person struggling with identity – but ultimately, the journey of growing into one’s self.
The Factory Theatre
19 – 21st September (part of Fringe)
https://www.iticket.co.nz/events/2024/sep/aklfringe-essence-unfolding?view=info
$10-$15
630pm
45 minutes
Solo Show by Ollie Green
Technical Designer - Steve Coubrough
Cirque-aerial-theatre , Dance-theatre , Solo , Theatre ,
45 minutes
Green’s outstanding physical journey drenched in the imagery of hope, of optimism, of promise.
Review by Lexie Matheson ONZM 20th Sep 2024
It’s always good to try something new.
For some time, a visit to the Factory Theatre in Onehunga Mall has been in my shame file. My fault, plenty of invites, I just never got round to it.
Tonight, I did.
Our arrival was held up by the need to manoeuvre our way past a very nasty Friday night crash and the inevitable pack of rubberneckers – it’s Tamaki Makaurau after all – but eventually we found our way to the front door of Auckland’s best kept theatrical secret. Almost invisible from the mall despite great signage, inaudible from the front door, entering, however, exposes a foyer filled with excited people, an excellent box office and bar, ample seating, and a wonderful sense of electrified anticipation.
Not your usual theatre mob, this audience was quite different. Much more a fringe theatre crowd which was surprisingly refreshing, and appropriate, since this is an Auckland Fringe show.
A few deep breaths to shake off the city and the crash and we’re in the performance space. A well-equipped technician’s box glows warmly, the seating is great, and the sight lines are magic – not a bad seat anywhere in the full house.
So begins a night filled with happy surprises. I’ve read the publicity, seen some performance shots, so I’m prepared for this to be a young person’s journey. Being a gender non-conforming person myself, that innate sense we all seem to have that keeps us safe and cares for others, was activated.
Accurately as it turns out.
The raised stage and excellent lighting expose a hoop suspended from the grid and a swing likewise attached. The young artist, Orlando ‘Ollie’ Green (they/them), is seated in the curve of the hoop, pensive, still, and silent. It’s an impressive image, filled with promise.
A recorded voice track begins the narrative, and Green works their magic on, over, around, in, and under the hoop. It’s impressive work, strong, elegant, lithe, courageous too, and eventually they hit terra firma (the stage) and phase two of the narrative begins. It’s spoken word, live, poetic, articulate, lyrical, yet it tells a story of confusion and turmoil where hope seems distant and loss imminent. The publicity warns of content that addresses suicide and mental health challenges, but this should not stop anyone from seeing the show. It’s delicately handled by Green, nuanced, subtle, we know it’s there, we know it’s embedded in Green’s own narrative, but this is ultimately a story of hope, aspiration, enlightenment, and courage.
The action moves to the swing which, unlike the hoop, becomes a window through which Green breaks the fourth wall and speaks to us directly. The poetry is lighter now, delicate but more upbeat, still it does not shy away from the darker times, and the choice of the early verses of Paul Simon’s ‘The Boxer’ is a smart way to illustrate Green’s story and to move it forward while remaining one step removed from Green and illustrative rather than slapping the audience’s collective face with some challenging stuff.
“I am just a poor boy, though my story’s seldom told
I have squandered my resistance for a pocket full of mumbles
Such are promises
All lies and jest
Still a man hears what he wants to hear
And disregards the rest”
All lies and jest? Our journeys are full of them.
Green in especially impressive when they embed a unique gymnastic flexibility in and around the dance facets of the narrative while never missing a beat of the complex poetic rhythms that anchor the performance in an intense reality.
The latter sequences in Green’s eclectic journey are drenched in the imagery of hope, of optimism, of promise, of a ladder that will never break no matter how hard the climb. Even Paul Simon is drawn into the milieu of positivity, he’s “going home”:
“And I’m laying out my winter clothes and wishing I was gone
Goin’ home
Where the New York winters aren’t bleeding me
Leading me
Going home.”
Going home?
Green’s narrative is redolent with hope, with confidence, with a new assurance but they’re also not all pink lenses and fluffy clouds. Green knows there will be rough times, they’ve had them already, been there, got the tee shirt, they’re aware that The Boxer, despite his desire, never actually made it home.
Sometimes we don’t.
Green also ‘carries the reminders’ of the experiences that ‘laid them down’, and there’s an incredibly strong thread of realism in the narrative that gives us hope for a bright future for our young artist regardless of the challenges ahead because there will be many, and a lot of them won’t make much sense. Choosing Joni Mitchell’s ‘Clouds’ as the final embedded clip is pure genius:
“Tears and fears and feeling proud
To say “I love you” right out loud
Dreams and schemes and circus crowds
I’ve looked at life that way.
But now old friends are acting strange
They shake their heads, they say I’ve changed
Well, something’s lost, but something’s gained
In living every day.
I’ve looked at life from both sides now
From win and lose and still somehow
It’s life’s illusions, I recall
I really don’t know life at all.”
Green, like Mitchell, leaves a space for cynicism and laughter, survival mechanisms for artists and minorities, despite the overarching themes of optimism and bliss.
Long live optimism and bliss!
We are who we are, our lives aren’t some ideological ‘choice’ despite what some of today’s politicians may preach, we are not the enemies of the state or of society, and for Green to decide to put their young life on the stage for all to share is an act of enormous courage and selflessness.
Selflessness?
Yes, because whenever we put ourselves on the stage in front of an audience, whether we’re Hamlet, Nora Helmer, Pope Joan, Tessa from ‘Prima Facie’, Roy Cohn from ‘Angels in America’, or Orlando Green in ‘Essence Unfolding’, there may well be someone sitting in the dark whose life is changed forever by our actions.
The power and the responsibility of performance.
Ollie Green certainly earned the rich applause from tonight’s full house and my everlasting admiration. I wish them all the very best for the upcoming tour north and I can see ‘Essence Unfolding’ bursting onto the international fringe festival circuit sooner rather than later.
Final night at the Factory is September 21st.
Book now.
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Comments
Kirsty Van Der Mee September 21st, 2024
Well done Ollie! I am so proud of you. And what a great review. 👍