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Memory Writing Workshops for Veterans


Here is a beautiful piece written by one of our returning veterans, Heraclio K Aguilar III         

What survival means to me

I was a young child growing up in Central California and we started off our spring break with a three-hour trip to the beach. Our parents had worked hard so they could get the time off too. Mother always packed breakfast and lunch for the trip. She was very cost-conscious and refused to stop at fast food places for a $1 burger when she could make a something for 20 cents. We would arrive around noon to a campground that was just a few miles north of 'the dunes'. At the age of 8 there were a lot of experiences that I had not had, but was eager to learn - like swimming in the ocean by myself. It was about 2 in the afternoon by the time we hit the sand, the sun was bright and the ocean air was strong leading us to believe that today was going to be a good day.  My younger brother did not enjoy the ocean as much as me - he preferred to build sand castles near our parents. I decided to go into the ocean have a little fun. I did not have any knowledge of what an under current was, it happened to be particularly strong this day. A few miles north was the Morro Bay Pier, I walked along the shore towards the pier with the water at my kneecaps. Slowly the water rose, and I did not pay attention to it until the water was near my nipples. I knew I was in the water too deep, so with all my might I attempted to swim for the shore. No matter how hard I tried, I did not get any closer to the shore. Moments seemed like hours as I frantically tried to swim to shore, yelling out for help every so often only to receive a mouth full of salt water. Weak from exhaustion, I started to slow down as my hope of reaching the shore faded. All of a sudden, two wrinkled hands grabbed one arm a piece and picked me out of the water like nothing. The elder ladies walked me to the shore and laid me on the sand. They stayed with me and made sure I was still breathing before they allowed me to rejoin my family. I don’t think that my family even knows about that near death experience. I never said a word.


The Big Show Co. Residency at Oakwood Secondary School

The Big Show Co. was thrilled to work with students from Oakwood School in June 2016. Click on the image to go to "Oakwood Stories" - a post with articles by dance students and The Big Show Co.'s Residency.



Diavolo Movement Workshops for veterans

Arianne is honored to be co-facilitating these ongoing movement workshops in partnership with Diavolo: Architecture in Motion and Stephen Koplowitz.




Work-in-Progress Showing of The Collective Memory Project

What we do is like nothing anyone else does. And the more we do it, the better we get.

Come be a part of The Collective Memory Project as we examine the role memory plays in our survival through the recollections of veterans, artists, and audience members.

Friday, May 27 @ 8 PM at ARC 1158 East Colorado Blvd. in Pasadena. Free or $20-$40 donation will help us bring this three-year project to the big stage next year.