Sunday, April 17, 2011

Bunny Guts

Photography by Russ Bell


Recently I've a rather difficult patch. Nothing terribly bad, and of course I appreciate that I am in general a very lucky person. But most people can understand that sometimes the layering of many (MANY) problems can be enough to send an otherwise reasonable person into an absolute funk.

I am very lucky however to have marvellous friends, both here in Australia and in the UK. One of these wonderfully marvellous friends Bea DeVile decided to send me something to cheer me up. Now if you've been in attendance at a halloween show of mine you might know about my 'Rabbit Run' act. Suffice to say it's more 'Watership Down' than 'Alice in Wonderland'.

Well Miss DeVile decided a disembowled rabbit toy would be just the trick for a bit of Easter cheer and I was in fits of giggles when I opened the little airmail packet the other morning.

So to Bea DeVile all my wonderfully, marvellous friends who have sent messages and ...odd toys, and offered help in various ways, I love you. Never stop being as fabulous as you are, because friendship might not make the world turn but it makes it a bloody brilliant place to be.

x Bella

Get bohemian with us in Byron Bay...

Photography by Kahlia Litzow


This month at DR SKETCHYS we go all uber-retro and journey back to a time of between-the-wars glamour and the decadent club life of the 1930s JAZZ ERA.

Helping our art-monkeys make this journey back in time will be two of Brisbanes most gorgeous Burlesque Beauties , MISS BELLA DE JAC and MISS LITA LYNX ! These two elegant and sensual ladies will bring a mix of old-world glitz and speakeasy transgression to the night as they stalk the catwalk swathed in slinky ballgowns, sinful lingerae and sparkling showgirl regalia. Our audience of effete, absinthe-addled artists and their shameless companions will have difficulty in maintaining their composure as BELLA and LITA strike poses of uncommon grace and smouldering seductiveness.

Returning from a corrupt and lawless tour of the countrys shadiest Gin Joints and most violent Honkytonks is our favouite Mistress of Ceremonies, the incandescent MISS MAE WILDE. Mae will be expecting a certain level of sophistication from the audience as befits the escapism of the period. It would be wise not to dissappoint her....

Occupying his customary position in the orchestra pit will be the always slightly dishevelled and DOC, ably assisted by MISS CURLY LA RUE , the smiling assasin, bringing order to the chattering masses scratching at the ticket booth window.

On hand to capture the mayhem for the perusal of the authorities will be the people of the marvellous GOLDCOAST PINUP PHOTOGRAPHY studios.

Get there about 6.OOPM for a 6.30PM start. Bring $15 to get past Curley la Rue, and if you're drawing, bring your own non-messy art materials.

If not drawing , then just swan about and enjoy the night, offering unsolicited advice and spilling gin from one table to the next.HUZZAH!

Sunday, April 3, 2011

Tournee...




I just came back from a rare (these days I hardly get away from my text books!) trip out to see Tournee with a friend Scarlett the Siren, which was screening as part of the French Film Festival in Brisbane. I have to say I do enjoy going to the Palace Barracks Cinema, even if their prices are a little steeper than my local.

I also met Lena Marlene and some of the scoundrelles down, appropriately enough, at French Twist. Lena, god bless her, is not only judging the Queensland Miss Burlesque heats, but is now also arranging the stage kittens for Miss Burlesque Gold Coast and Brisbane.

So Tournee, what did I think of it? I was dying to go see this film. I mean, anything with Dirty Martini in it and I'm THERE. The woman is a goddess!

On a personal level I really, really enjoyed it. Usually it takes me a few days to think deeper into the story and analyse it further however my initial reaction is a very positive one.

Asides from being about something I adore, performance, travel and France, I have to admit that I am in general quite a fan of French film.

I love that things aren't hammered into your face. Moments are left for you to decipher. The themes of loneliness were threaded out on a number of levels. I quite like the nod towards the loneliness of being a solo performer. It can feel terribly isolating when you're on a deadline elbow deep in half finished costumes, music that isn't quite right, or dealing with less than scrupulous types all the while knowing the fantasy land you live in will come tumbling down if the bills aren't paid. To top it off, the constant requirement to justify how burlesque is performance art (to those who feel its 'just' stripping), or being expected not to be wild, weird, and sexy onstage if that's the way I feel like being (to those who feel that burlesque should only be graceful and demure).

To be able to perform with all the artistic benefits of being a solo performer, but the supportive environment of a troupe situation seems like a dream.

I'm fascinated to know how much of it is documentary and how much staged as although it was filmed on a real tour of France, it is not filmed in documentary style. I'd love to know more, particularly when it comes to Mimi Le Meux's story, and the deep sadness she exudes.

I have to say I've also got a new burlesque crush though. Julie Atlas Muz is a firecracker of a woman and I love her style of aggressive neo burlesque. Queue lots of youtube research.

The film got fairly average reviews from the critics, with some citing a reasonable point which is that not enough is revealed about the performers themselves and their back stories. This may be so, and it probably could have been improved in a number of ways as I would certainly have liked more on the performers. However I loved it and in the face of a great deal of homogenised 'burlesque-lite' representations in popular media, it was a breath of fresh air to see it as it really is. Right up there on the big screen.

So here I am, re-inspired, re-energised, and looking forward to working 10 times as hard on my career. Whatever direction my performances take, I have to remember that it is MY art, and I'm allowed to do whatever the hell I want with it.

x Bella