Category: Claire Davanzo (page 4 of 5)

As You Like It

Of the faint slivers of free time I do somehow manage to find (see last week’s post), one of the organisations on campus with which I most like to spend them is E-52, one of UD’s two active student theatre groups. Since my first semester on campus, I have acted in a show per semester with this fantastic group of thespians, so I can tell you from experience that the slogan is true: we do put the ‘heat’ in ‘theatre.’ E-52’s passion for theatre and dedication to delivering incredible performances makes working with the troupe both exhilarating and rewarding.

Today, May 3, E-52 will be opening our final show of the year, which is William Shakespeare’s charming comedy As You Like It, directed by Brad Michalakis. The show follows the “pretty youth” Rosalind (or Ganymede, depending on who you ask) as she and her cousin beat a hasty retreat from angry Duke Frederick’s kingdom, to seek out Rosalind’s father, the banished Duke Senior, in the Forest of Arden. Also banished and traveling in their wake is love-struck Orlando, who is desperately seeking his Rosalind along his journey.

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I have the immense honour of playing “the melancholy Jaques” (that’s jay-kweez), who leaves the court with Duke Senior when he is banished. Jaques thinks herself the smartest of the forest-dwellers, and she takes pleasure in mocking just about anyone she comes across. Playing the sarcastic know-it-all has been a blast, and I’ve particularly loved working on the dynamics between Jaques and the other characters with whom she interacts. Personally, I think if Jaques were around today, she’d be the quietly smug hipster-vegetarian sitting in the back of the class and muttering under her breath.

Jaques is also the character who gives the incredibly famous “All the world’s a stage” speech, which, I have to admit, has been a challenge to learn and deliver effectively. Most people don’t realise how sad the speech is; without giving too much of how I plan to perform it away, I will say that it has to do with “going through the motions” of life, rather than the openness and hope that first line seems to indicate when read out of context. This speech alone has been an adventure in and of itself, and I’m so honoured to be able to perform it in this production.

A particularly fun twist to the performance is that it’s going to be taking place outside on South Green. Since the Globe didn’t actually have a roof, this is one step closer to what “real” Shakespeare would have been like. We hope you’ll bring blankets and lawn chairs, and come soak up some sun and Shakespeare.

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As You Like It will be performed on South Green on May 3 and May 10 at 6p.m., and May 4 and May 11 at 3p.m.

~Claire Davanzo

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Think Bigger by Starting Smaller

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There are no two ways about it: the events of the past few weeks have been trying, and not only for the students of UD. People everywhere are still reeling from the effects of the Boston Marathon bombings, the attacks in Iraq, the earthquake at the Iran-Pakistan border, the Texas plant fertilizer explosions… sometimes, it seems like the list of things that are going wrong is infinite and unyielding. There will always be times when pessimism would be the easiest route, when writing off humanity is inherently bad would be the simplest… but that wouldn’t be very daring at all.

This week is about daring to think bigger, and even in light of the tragedies, accidents, and mishaps of the past fortnight, I truly do believe that humanity has done that with stunning perseverance and encouraging optimism. The “dare to think bigger” comes in the form of Boston Marathon runners crossing the finish line and going straight to the hospital to give blood to the victims, of the Yankees’ tribute to the Red Sox in the middle of a game, of the national and global support to every person feeling the shock of these events.

Looking back, here’s what I’ve come up with: that daring to think bigger means starting smaller. All of the positive responses to these and, I think, all things start with individuals who cannot stand to sit idly by while others are suffering. These changes come in a number of shapes and sizes: time, money, prayers, helping hands, random acts of kindness… the list is miraculously long, so much so that I could fill a month of posts on the beautiful, thoughtful ideas people conceive.

But instead of filling a post, what I want to do and to see more than anything is the filling of campus. In conjunction with “dare to think bigger” and what this post has been about, I’m issuing a challenge to UD; our partner in National Honors Blog Week, Temple University; and everyone reading this post.

Dare to think bigger by starting smaller. It’s one thing to march onto the street and announce a staggering plan for global change, but it’s entirely another to take on the perspective of another. There’s no way of knowing what a passing smile or a door held for the person behind you can do. If everyone reaches out just a little, hands will join. Perspective expands when minds do, and by reading to the end of this post, you’re already a small part of the way. To get you that little bit farther, I’d like to leave you with this quote:

“We are not interested in the possibilities of defeat. They do not exist.” Queen Victoria.

Have a great weekend, UD.

~Claire Davanzo

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Turning Up Time: Advice from your resident Time Lady

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I think I blocked out the trauma of UD mid-April madness, but when it sidled onto my calendar this time around, everything came rushing back. All of the projects, assignments, and exams I thought I didn’t have in February delivered a collective uppercut, and I’m not the only person reeling from this blow. With the myriad of demands pressed upon students (especially those of the Honours persuasion) as the semester hurtles toward the finish line, the most important thing is to keep a cool head.

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Yes, that’s definitely harder than I just made it sound, considering the piles of commitments we have to handle. Time is wibbly-wobbly, but it is also not the boss of you. As your resident Time Lady, I give you your top ten moments; use them to clear your head, then get back in the ring and dominate those assignments.

Standing in lines. For Starbucks in Smith, Dunkin Donuts in Perkins, Chic-Fil-A in Trabant… Instead of cursing how long the queue is, chill out.

On the bus. There’s no point in trying to write while you’re clinging to a metal railing or being jostled about in your seat, so take those precious moments for yourself.

Walking to class. Reading and walking is even harder than texting and walking, because you’re supposed to be absorbing information. You can’t walk and properly read your notes at the same time, so don’t try it.

In the shower. Once last semester, I tried taping my notes to the shower wall and reading them – all I accomplished was blurring the ink on the page. It’s not as if you can study in the shower, so take that time to relax, breathe, sing badly…

Something you love. Set aside several carefully placed minutes to do something you enjoy.

The barest sliver of those social media minutes. It’s not all homework, is it? Facebook, Twitter, and Pinterest (not to mention your phone) will still be there.

Right before class starts. Talk to your friends. Sit without looking at your notes. Look out the window. The lecture hasn’t started yet and that time is still yours.

Waiting for the microwave to beep. What else are you going to do for that one minute?

One song’s worth. Pick a good one, close your eyes, and just listen. When you come back three minutes later, I promise you’ll feel more collected.

Ten minutes before you go to bed. You’re exhausted. Trust me, I get that. But you’re probably up ridiculously late anyway, and taking ten minutes to collect your thoughts will help you feel and sleep better.

During a moment this semester when I absolutely could not find the inspiration for a certain assignment, a very dear friend of mine insisted the only way I could get a handle on it was to take a break. That was literally the last thing I wanted to hear, but when I ran out of other options, I had to take her advice.

When I returned, everything was clearer.

~Claire Davanzo

University Singers Choir Tour

As some of you may have noticed, my weekly post didn’t happen last Friday (and I know, you were all traumatized, but don’t worry, I have returned!). The reason for my absence is actually the subject of this week’s post, so here it goes.

I have been a proud member of UD’s primary womens’ ensemble, the University Singers, under the direction of the magnificent Dr. Duane Cottrell since the first semester of my freshman year. Our repertoire consists of a variety of pieces, ranging from the classic French Impressionist Debussy all the way to songs with no real words in their lyrics, but lovely, rich textures, like Jenkins’ “Adiemus.” The challenge and diversity that come with being a member of Singers has kept me engaged throughout my experience with this fantastic group of women. This semester, we had the honour of being selected to perform at the National Association for Music Education (NAfME) convention in Hartford, Connecticut as the final stop on our two-day tour last Thursday and Friday.

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… of course, it didn’t feel like an honour when I was waking up at 6 a.m. on Thursday and dragging myself to catch the bus at the Amy E. DuPont building, but I and everyone else quickly got into the spirit of the trip once we were on the road.

We had a few stops on our tour before the NAfME conference, the first of which was a visit to West Windsor-Plainsboro High School in New Jersey to perform for their choir. Their enthusiasm and attention was, admittedly, surprising (considering my past experience with notoriously rude high school student audiences), but all the more appreciated. Following that performance, we made a stop at Westminster Choir College for a coaching session with the fantastic Dr. Amanda Quist. Finally, on Thursday night, we gave a performance in a beautiful chapel in Hartford with the Morris Knolls Chorale, of Morris Knolls High School in New Jersey.  Each performance increased our excitement to perform at NAfME, and finally, on Friday afternoon, we arrived at the convention center for our big performance.

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If I had to describe the twenty-five minute set in one word (and being an English major, that’s a very tough thing for me to do), the one I’d choose is surreal. All of our preparation, passion and perseverance came together in what I can only describe punfully as a beautifully orchestrated final product. I’m so proud to have been a part of this experience and a part of this brilliant choir.

~Claire Davanzo

Once Upon a Spring Break…

In last week’s post, I made a few cracks about how I wouldn’t be doing anything over Spring Break besides eating, sleeping, and watching Netflix. I may have exaggerated – amazingly enough, I have gotten out of bed every day this break (so far), and have been surprisingly productive. The best part of my break to date, though, was my trip to New York City with my mom.

We took the bus into the city, then waited on line for an hour at TKTS. For those of you who don’t know, TKTS is in the middle of Times Square, and serves as a great resource for thrifty theatre-goers; it offers discounted tickets to Broadway and Off-Broadway shows. Last year over break, my mom and I saw the revival of Evita in previews. This year, we were determined to see the Tony Award Winner for Best Musical Once, so we got to TKTS as early as we could.

The story with me, my mom, and Once is that we almost saw it last year, and decided at the last minute to see another show. Since then, Once has won eight Tonys and secured countless, glowing reviews; we have kicked ourselves every day for what we thought was our missed opportunity.

Fortunately, we secured our two tickets without trouble (cue me nearly jumping out of my Converse), and had several hours to kill before the 2:00 matinee. Pre-show adventures consisted of checking out the Hershey Store, MAC, the Disney Store, Starbucks, Café Metro, and scouring all four floors of the massive Forever 21 (three out of the four of which are completely underground – crazy!). Plus… trying not to get hit by a cab. After all this, we finally made our way toward the theatre.

Once is currently playing in Jacobs Theatre (formerly the Royale, for the Broadway-buffs out there), which is small but cozy in a way that only truly intimate theatres can be. From the onset, this show was unlike any other: the cast was on stage and performing as the audience was getting seated. The story follows a young Irish man (always just referred to as Guy, even in the program) in his hometown of Dublin, who is vowing to give up his guitar and music forever before he meets Girl. She is Czech, forward, and extremely passionate about her opinions and ideas. Once occurs over the span of less than a week, and explores how these two people, and those around them, encourage each other, make music, and live life.

It’s an understatement to say that I can understand why Once won the Tony for Best Musical: it is innovative in its musicianship (all the cast members are instrumentalists as well as actors and singers, and play their instruments on stage the entire show) and in its book (I laughed and cried within the same five minutes). I’m infinitely grateful that, a year later, I got to see it, and I’m doubly as glad I saw it with my mom.

~Claire Davanzo

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