
I met and enjoyed some really great people, experienced mind-blowing and moving performances, laughed, hugged, cried, learned, danced and lived a lot. It was also wonderful to be able to share it with my 2 brothers, Felipe and Gonzalo. Ahhh....I come back feeling both grounded and much more free.
There are so many stories to tell from Jazz Camp, I don't know where to begin... Two people I really appreciated getting to know better were Madeline Eastman and Stacey Hoffman, the main organizers of camp.

Madeline (on the right) is the Artistic Director, a hilarious person, and phenomenal vocalist. When she performs it really makes you listen and feel something. Well, it was a total honor to be able to be in her and Art Lande's (great person, musician, composer, improviser, drummer and educator) class called "Digging in Deep". We had to audition for it and I was one of the lucky 8 to be picked to participate.

I also have to say the Madeline and Art make such a great combination. Oh, Art's playing is joyful, original, heartfelt and just plain fun to sing to. They are definitely a GREAT team!
The other class that had a huge impact on me didn't have anything to do with music, on the surface, but actually had everything to do with making good

Another huge impact this year came to me by participating in an Afro Brazilian dance class taught by Conceicao Damasceno with live percussion by John Santos and his class. She taught us a dance in celebration of Yemanja, the goddess of the ocean and love. At the beginning of the week she mentioned to me that she would like me to dance with my belly out - I sort of winced at the thought. My belly is huge now and I couldn't quit get my head around exposing myself like that. Well, throughout the week we learned the movements which were very grounded and fluid as if moving though the ocean.
She hadn't mentioned my exposed belly again (and I was secretly relieved) until about 10 minutes before the performance! She turns to me and starts pulling my blouse up and saying in her beautiful Brazilian accent, "OK, we need to show your belly now, yes?" Well, I instantly went into a panic - my face got hot, my heart was racing, and I felt a little dizzy. I have body image issues for sure (do you know of anyone that doesn't?) and being in this engorged state is no joke. I used Stacey's techniques to help calm me down. I remembered what Madeline and Art said about being present and honest. I sang a song one of my new friends, Alison, taught me that helps her calm down. My brother Gonzalo was also there to help me.
I controlled my breathing.
I thought about Gemma.
I decided to do it and give Gemma the gift of a mother who is proud of her body and her baby inside. Gosh, it makes me cry just saying that out loud . . . . . . b r e a t h . . . . .

Gosh, like I said, there are so many stories to tell. I haven't even talked about my open mic with Randy Porter, Rebecca Green and my brother Gonzalo (my first time performing with him!) or the bon fire, big bands, faculty performances, vocal ensembles, the combos, Benny Green!, Kate McGarry and prying my ears open, my brothers' open mics (they both got one!), learning the rumba clave finally (thank you Carolyn!), dancing all night, land of Art-tic, Gospel Choir, the 'Cherry not no berry' song, Sophie's song, Mel Sharp and the trombonius play, my cabin mates, Kid Beyond and the beats, all the amazing blues performances, the fantastic dance performances, the wonderful people I met... the list goes on and on...
So I'll leave you with a picture of Indian Bowl


ps. If anyone reading this has any pictures of the Yemanja dance or my open mic, please please please send them to me: sandoval.rosaura@gmail.com :)
Gracias!
1 comment:
Hi Rosario,
Thank you for providing a joyous reminder of the jazz camp experience.! Thank you also for the great photos!
Congratulations re Gemma!
Have fun!
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