Giving Tuesday – Please Support Bella

After a Successful Concert: “In Loving Memory: An Evening of Eclectic Acts”, Bella Deluxe Entertainment is planning events for 2024-25. A mini tour, educational workshops, development for a documentary. and more music and dance.

PLEASE SUPPORT US WITH A ONE-TIME DONATION, OR MONTHLY HELP.

Tax Deductible donations can be sent directly to: https://fundraising.fracturedatlas.org/bella-deluxe-entertainment

THANK YOU IN ADVANCE!!!

Bella’s Fly Grrls Raise Funds for Outdoor Rig

After 5 years in Lehigh Valley, PA. I have taught aerial arts to well over 100 men, women and children. We now have a supportive community, who want to be able to perform and teach outside in the warm weather…

So, we have started a GoFundMe page

https://www.gofundme.com/aerial-equipment-for-performing

Please visit, and donate if you can.

Thanks,

Karen

P.S. Check out our slide show-

Bella’s Fly Grrls Raise Funds for Outdoor Rig

Seeking 3-4 Actors who can dance/move…

March 1, 2016

Seeking Actors/Dancers/Singers

Looking for three or four actors who can dance, Singing is also a plus. Must be able to synchronize movements, gestures and facial expressions with other actors, with precision and sensitivity. You will function as a contemporary version of a Greek Chorus.

Bella Deluxe Entertainment is a media production company currently being formed, based in Lehigh Valley, PA. We are in development for a new dance theatre work, and will be presenting a short segment 10-15 minutes in length on May 14, 2016, with a video shoot in mid-April (TBA) Rehearsals begin ASAP, once a week, with a few more days added closer to the performance. No fee for this first segment. You will receive a copy of the video and be invited to audition for the full length production. We are looking for local artists, who can attend all rehearsals, video shoot and the performance.

“We Are Not Yet Born”, an aerial dance theatre production, delves into the relationship between individuality and community. In a fantastical world of earthly and unearthly beings, our notions of what is up and what is down spins around us in a circus-like cosmos.

Please contact:

Karen Fox
Artistic Director

bella@bella-deluxe.com

 

Creation Myth in A Minor: Scene Process Notes

“Azna addresses her new pupils…”

It is necessary that I feel powerless in my love for you.

How else can I transform my self, our relationship and the world?

We have given our greatest gifts to a love that we needed to fill the hole inside us and we birthed beautiful art and children of pain and fear.

Now, a clarion call from the future shakes me to the core.

These holes can no longer hold.

Mother comes in from the bottoms of my feet, fills my womb with ocean water.

I traveled many roads, running from the screaming voices in my own phlegm, and happened on to you, a stranger who I will never completely understand.

A voice repeats the phrase, “I have met my match.”

What does it mean?

Why must my love enter the space of sheer confusion?

It is necessary.

I know that I cannot fill myself with your strangeness.

Strategies jump from this sinking ship, as my love for you continues to expand, confound.

Weary, I fill my body with perennial spirits and I surrender.

(I do this many times, as surrender is not a skill I have mastered.)

As I peel myself out of this deep sleep, I see little shining pools, where the holes were.

These are my eyes.

Perhaps they were sleeping.

Something about you and the shifting of the planet and a trumpet from around the bend woke them, perhaps.

As I explore these new ways of seeing and move through the world, aware of my wholeness, my love for you deepens. I find myself listening and standing in spaces that I never even knew existed. Qualities surround me, or drink me in…gentleness, grace, curiosity, as well as passion, fervor and deep emotions (also I did not know them). I walk with you into further strangeness.

There are moments…that I see the little shining pools in you staring back at me. I cannot explain what it is to stand in this creative fire, the moment where we can birth beauty and children out of love and wholeness.

This is why we gather, why I have committed to these teachings. From mother to daughter, the bond of love in separation is natural, crucial. Each generation must hone, practice, give and welcome our strangers.

The time will come, when most of the people sleep in a nightmare of fear and pain. We must enter each other’s dreams and wake ourselves up.

So, you see, it is necessary that I feel powerless in my love for you.

Magical Music: “Karen, They Are Only Words!”

‘They are only words.’

Years ago, when I was living in New Mexico, I experienced one of those moments. Do you remember? Did you ever have a meal (and the circumstances around it) that was so perfect, so scrumptious, that you remember it years later? Can you recall a conversation, or something you heard that came into you like a letter from another country (Do you remember airmail)? It was strange and profound, and it lodged into a place in your mind, where it waited for you to read it?

I won’t go into the details, except to say that a friend was bitching about something in her life, bitching and complaining and calling people ‘names.’ I was shocked to hear her talk like that. I believed her to be a person who practiced a fair amount of self-awareness. Feeling comfortable with my fried, I questioned her word use, suggesting that she might choose lighter and more specific ways of talking about her experience. She turned to me, and said, “Karen, they are only words.”

In that moment, I realized that she and I saw things differently. In that moment I did not have the tools or skills to respond. Her five words lodged somewhere just over my diaphragm and have been there since. Now I live in a place where people agree to believe that food has little to no bearing on personal health and well being. Again, I see things differently, and do not yet have the skills to respond. Something sharp in my chest calls my name.

As I enter the world of the play, “Creation Myth in A Minor,” I sit in its themes, like I used to sit in the mud baths of Ojo Caliente. Feeling the sun heat my head and this fertile reddish bog, the wet earth draw toxins and weariness from my body, I enter a time-space. This is a thing I do, and have always done. As I enter “Karen, they are only words,” swirling thoughts offer me the opportunity to 1) take a roller coaster journey into chaos and contradiction;

2) abort the mission, grab for the first delicious distraction; and 3) sit with this little seed, water it and watch it grow. Usually, I do all of the above.

In my journey as a writer and singer, I seek knowledge of what I call ‘magical music’. This is where language, set to flight on rhythm and melody vibrates an intention so clearly that the physical space is transformed. I have witnessed this in myriad ways, in excellent performances, in rituals, in chance meetings with helpful strangers and in little moments of intimacy. I train myself to look everywhere for this magic, not only in grand public moments or from famous or extraordinary people. Not easy, I’ll admit, but it is my intention. So, you see, it is difficult for me to digest, “Karen, they are only words.”

Many years have passed. Many times the phrase has been silent, or I have not been listening. Yet, as I explore the world of ‘Creation’ and discipline myself to look at the big and the small, this phrase is an aria echoing through me. I find myself moving to the melody throughout the day.

Today I wish to share that the seed has grown into a little sprout. Do you remember what this looks like? The seed releases itself to the ground (another type of letting go). Its surrender ushers the way for roots, from these roots, a shoot pierces dark earth and rises up. The outer shell of the original seed protects the first uncurling leaf, and sits on it, like a little dunce cap.

This is one of my favorite parts of starting a new work. I call it the blastula phase. Possibilities are nearly endless and I am in love with my new baby, as I nurture her in the womb.

There are moments when I recognize the magic. Sometimes it is sweet and strokes, comforts, helps us to see. Other times it is acid and strikes. It agitates, deters us and calls us names.

The magic was here all along! Sacre bleu!

January 8, 2013

Please help a girl to fly

Give the Gift

of Creative Empowerment and Flight

Karen Fox (Bella Deluxe Entertainment)

seeks donations for

one scholarship for a teen girl

to attend  Aerial Silk classes at AerialMind.

This program, held at the Lehigh Valley Sports Academy, helps teens build self-awareness, a positive body image, strength and confidence in a fun, supportive and exciting environment.

It costs $150 to sponsor one girl

Any amount is greatly accepted. Suggested donation is $25.

Karen, artistic director of Bella Deluxe Entertainment, is creating this scholarship program as part of her partnership with AerialMind.

Please make a tax-deductible donation

to Karen Fox, Artistic Director of Bella Deluxe Entertainment,

 through our fiscal sponsor,

Dancers Group. It is easy to do online.

  • Go to http://www.dancersgroup.org
  • Click on the bottom button, “Donate
  • Under “Recipient”, scroll down to Karen Fox (Bella Deluxe Entertainment)
  • Enter the amount, fill out the form
  • Click the Donate button when you are done.

Thank you,

Karen Fox, bella-deluxe.com

Christina Gorigoitia, aerialmind.com