I Got Chased by a Tiger in an Olive Grove
On the weekend Goat Track Theatre Company were running mask workshops and performing street theatre at a brilliant little festival called Art in the Olives. It is located out near lost world in an Olive Grove and guess what? It has no mobile reception.
Which got me to thinking about something– the difference between connectivity and connection. While we were at that festival – there was no mobile reception for the day – oh my goodness – the very thought of it – no mobile reception for 7 or 8 whole hours. This means no connectivity – no facebook, no email, no instagram, no phone calls or texts.NO CONNECTIVITY.
But as we moved around the site, as the Happy Campers, you couldn’t help but notice something – Happy People!!!!!! Why were they so happy? Well I think it was that in the absence of connectivity – they did something more important – they had a CONNECTION with each other- not a virtual connection but a REAL CONNECTION – mothers connecting with their kids on Mother’s Day, families and friends connecting over a picnic, people connecting with art forms in workshops, people connecting with music through dancing, kids connecting with the creek that ran through the festival site, performers connecting with an audience! Meaningful connections! It reminded me of why art and festivals are so important and what a difference they make from other screen based forms of connectivity!
Now I’m sure, just like me, everyone got back into mobile range – rang their friends and told them about what a great day it was, got online and updated their facebook , twitter or instagram – but for me the question is which one made you more happy – the connections you had during that beautiful Autumn Day or the “connectivity” of sharing your experience online.
For me my favourite moments of the day as I roamed the festival dressed as an explorer were:
- Getting chased by a child who was face- painted as a tiger.
- Dancing with fifty people and seeing my own children join in.
- Inciting an audience to cheers down by a river bank
- Seeing how many people we could fit in a tee-pee
- Giving people rain dances
- Seeing old friends and meeting new ones
- Having a little girl read the Hobbit to us as we pretended to sleep by the riverbank in a six person spoon and then have other kids join us.
I can share these stories with you on this blog – but we all know I only truly shared these experiences with those who were at Art in the Olives.