Patrick's quarterly drama performance was held tonight, and the theme seemed to be:
"Life is a swirling, sucking eddy of despair."
As we walked into the auditorium, there were several still "performances" happening. Museum pieces, they called them:
A lot of truth to this one. So much pressure at this age to figure out who they are going to be.
These kids were posed back to back, with a wall separating them. I think that the point was, girls have a very negative self-image...
While boys all think they are studs? (Guest appearance by Patrick's letterman jacket)
This one was disturbing. Not the most disturbing (I left those out)...but this one was so sad. If this is all growing up is about, then this is pretty depressing, alright.
The actual performance-art pieces themselves were no less disturbing. (I took this right as Patrick was starting his piece.) I'll include a small clip, but I'm not including the ending.
(Trivia: Nothing like having the drama teacher say, "And our next performance is a little more on the disturbing side, just so you are forewarned..." and you look down at the program to see that your son is in it. Awesome.)
Basically, the gist I got from this was that the boys in black represent this girl's dark thoughts and societal pressures...that eventually lead her to suicide (by cap gun, in this instance...and a malfunctioning cap gun, at that...which did not make Patrick happy).
Not included here, were performances dealing with domestic violence, weight issues, media influence and world power.
And the curtain call. The messy tarp you see is from Sarah's performance, which was very creative. She spread different colors of paint on her black outfit as she danced to music clips from different decades played on the stereo.
Pretty cool, no?
And there's my sweet, lovable boy...who is not really a suicidal thought...he just plays one on stage.
Great job, Patrick (and everyone)!
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