Improv @ Baker Beach
Adventures past but not forgotten: Mendocino/Albany CornParty — anybody with pictures feel free (and by that i mean feel compelled) to submit on the Ning (yeah, laur and snowblake this means you).
The latest Snarles visit to SF resulted in a charades style off-the-grid beach improv spectacular — from the utterly offensive to the truly inspired we covered some ground this past weekend. Literary allusions abound as we cross the bridge to terabithia (or didn’t), took a few small steps in space or did some requisite industrial lifting. The four of us (Laur, Brake, Char, Leks) represented the (clapclapclap) four directions, and boy did we turn it out.
Philosophy Hour:
So crafty charades really work in a mesmerizing light show of fog, ocean and human behavior from the nude to the new age. But regardless of the specifics something really works about the beach — any conjectures? If not the beach, where does creativity str!ke?
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