WHEN KIDS ARE DIFFERENT, YOU JUST KNOW. YOU CAN TELL ~ ADULTS CAN TELL. AND THE QUIET KIDS WERE NEVER, WELL, YOU KNOW, THEY JUST DON’T FIT IN. AND IF YOU DON’T FIT IN AT THE BEGINNING, YOU NEVER REALLY FIT IN, EVER, DO YOU?
“The attraction of the virtuoso for the public is very like that of the circus for the crowd. There is always the hope that something dangerous may happen.” ~ Claude Debussy
‘Under the Big Top’ gained a whole new meaning for me with the advent of ‘The Circus Project‘ in 2008. Fascinated by the abstract notion of a circus, and how it had historically been an occasional refuge for so-called freaks and the dwellers on society’s fringe, I wanted to explore the idea of being different in a world that treated difference with both wonder and disgust. That icky element of human nature that revels in finding things grotesque and monstrous while being unable to look away or diminish its fascination with them.
Apart and belonging, two sides of a dangerous coin, a trick coin really, as if the world was only ever made up of two choices. Very few things are truly binary. There is too much room for shade and nuance and varying gradations of just about everything. The circus exists in this in-between area of gray, though it disguises its flaws with garish color and death-defying acts to draw attention away from its problematic underside.
We seek the solace of a smile and think we’ll find it in a car with clowns. We seek the reprieve of a laugh in a prancing pony. We seek and we seek and we seek, and all the while what we seek proves ever more hidden and elusive, as though the very act of reaching for it perpetually moves it further away. Is there a string attached somewhere that pulls as we push? Some trick mechanism that results in an equal and opposite reaction, making the very act of our quest a nihilistic end unto itself? The Circus Project posits such challenges while making no motion to resolve them.
THERE’S ONLY TWO TYPES OF PEOPLE IN THE WORLD:
THE ONES THAT ENTERTAIN, AND THE ONES THAT OBSERVE.
~ BRITNEY SPEARS, ‘CIRCUS’
“I unconsciously decided that, even if it wasn’t an ideal world, it should be so and painted only the ideal aspects of it – pictures in which there are no drunken slatterns or self-centered mothers . . . only foxy grandpas who played baseball with kids and boys who fished from logs and got up circuses in the back yard.” ~ Norman Rockwell
“Damn everything but the circus! …damn everything that is grim, dull, motionless, unrisking, inward turning, damn everything that won’t get into the circle, that won’t enjoy. That won’t throw its heart into the tension, surprise, fear and delight of the circus, the round world, the full existence.” – e. e. cummings
“I am invisible, understand, simply because people refuse to see me. Like the bodiless heads you see sometimes in circus sideshows, it is as though I have been surrounded by mirrors of hard, distorting glass. When they approach me they see only my surroundings, themselves or figments of their imagination, indeed, everything and anything except me.” ~ Ralph Ellison
{See ‘The Circus Project’ in its entirety here. Also see the first Project of the Past: StoneLight.}
