This show occurs soon after the big 2017 Mexico City earthquake.
Mexico City October 31st, 2017
Today’s show was in the Albergue de Iztapalap, on the outer skirts of Mexico City, an area right on the fault line. I’m solo today, with Epi and Adriana from the Centro Cultural Helenico making it happen from a logistics point of view.
There is a rope blocking a small side street with a series of rows of shelter tents beyond and we know that we’ve arrived. The kids know we are coming, and several are there to greet us as we walk up, asking ‘where’s the clown’. I’m not sure if they are playing me or if they fail to recognize my clowness without the nose, or makeup. I make it into a game turning slowly to look for the clown behind me, and the kids grab on. Several kids show savvy humor chops, as they repeat their question about the clown, and I go looking….
That opens up nice interactive moments, and a series of spontaneous games erupting. A small black and white dog crosses behind me a number of times, rather slowly, showing slight interest in what is going on. The second time I give her focus, and the dog looks straight at me as she continues walking to the other side of the road. There is a mature ease in her demeanor so i’m totally surprised when she starts barking behind me a little later as i start juggling cigar boxes. I jump and seek refuge behind a nearby woman sitting on a chair, then the dog and i have a standoff, and the kids are rolling in laughter. It’s a classic 1-2-3, and it feels like the clown gods are watching over me.
Pausing over the keyboard keys, cherishing the fun that opened up and the warmth that enlightened our collective hearts. It’s close to 6pm as we drive away from the shelter. we pass a school just letting out, older junior high school kids in orderly beige uniforms. It feels a world away from the tent village I just left, yet some of those kids are probably heading back to a tent instead of a solid home.