Friday, March 23, 2007
Were you ever caught by The Mimic?
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I’m chuffed. My years there ignited my passion for performance, and its only because of the confidence that those school plays gave me, that I had the balls to become a street-performer, or busker. I was known as ‘the guy with the white face’ - as I was right, at the Linz Pflasterspektakel, in Austria 2002.
When I started many would ask me when I was going to stop buggering around and get a job, but I thrived on making a show out of nothing. I loved arriving on a good performance square, sussing the crowd, putting on the make-up, building a crowd to a high point of laughter and then soaking in the applause. And on top of that, the money was great!
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As Rouvanne the Mimic I would stalk the innocent ‘walker-by’ who would suddenly find themselves in the midst of an audience; the kind where everyone is staring at you and you have no idea why; while I am as close behind you as I can be imitating your every move. It was a very fast show; me flashing from victim to victim; with each showing their outward personal characteristics in an animated way; reading their body language and anticipating their every move.
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I have retired from physical comedy, spending my passion promoting other artists in who I see the same burning desire that I had; to get themselves out onto the world stage, and to be remembered for making a difference out there, in someone’s life.
Labels: busker, mimic, VandA Waterfront
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Rouvanne! What a fantastic surprise. I can't believe it. When we moved to Cape Town in 1992 (and I was in Standard 7) you caught me walking around the Waterfront with a portable car phone - with a huge battery and all. You followed me and copied me - and I've never forgotten it. And here you are .. it was YOU. What a crazy, amazing world we live in. You were / are brilliant! Jason
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