Improv - a name and a shirt

Just as I felt like giving up on the group after having only 2 participants consistently come, something happened. 

We became united. 

This week was an overwhelmingly busy one... the last thing I thought I wanted to do was have improv on Saturday.  Especially because now that Alexis (the head of the theatre) moved, I had no way to open the door.  My friend pushed me, though, to write an email to the board of directors asking for a key or some other option to continue the group.  I did it and at the last minute and after a series of email communications they told me that someone would be there to open the door for us. 

And... they were. 

And... two of the old members returned.

And... because we have a real gig and a workshop to lead at a festival in another part of the country in a few weeks - we have a purpose.

With that purpose, came the need for a name and shirts!

With the name and shirts, came our group identity.  How fitting for our one year anniversary. 

Leaving the theatre together to watch the "pasa calles" parade for Carnaval, we were a united group.  Everyone walking together.  We are "Perro de la Calle."

While the name "Perro de la Calle" surfaced out of a random dog walking into the theatre while we were trying to come up with a name - we realized it actually fits us.  When a visitor asked us to justify our weird name, one of the girls said - "It's like street theatre.  Improv is out in the street, out in the world.  It's random just like our name."

Nobody really knows what to expect from a perro de la calle, that way it's so much more special when they surprise you.

I love them.