‘The
arts are good business’
The famous words of Paramhansa Yogananda “Success comes by
grasping at it and not just by waiting for it" could well be
Niloufer Peiris's own credo. Even after 50 years of dancing, teaching
and promoting the arts, when others would have been content to put
their feet up in quiet retirement, Niloufer is indefatigable. Just
back from Taiwan where she conducted a workshop for 15 teachers
on dance for children, she is full of enthusiasm over the talent
she encountered. "I was amazed at the standard," she enthuses.
Earlier in June, she held an Evening of Music- Dance and Environment,
which brought together the students of her Nelung Dance Academy
and Ananda Dabare’s Krasna Symphony Orchestra.
As
a teacher Niloufer crisscrosses between Singapore and Sri Lanka
and believes that artistes here need to look at the region for training
and experience rather than hankering to go to the more costly and
often unaffordable UK and US institutes to further their expertise.
"South Asia and the Far East have so much to offer," she
says, citing the opportunities and training available in countries
like Singapore, Malaysia and the Philippines.
Though
much involved in sponsoring and promoting the arts in this country,
Niloufer believes the way forward is for local artistes to take
the initiative to seize opportunities for themselves. As any artiste
seeking to put on a show will attest, obtaining sponsorship is an
energy sapping and time-consuming process, which leaves them with
precious little left for their creative pursuits. "Artistes
must try to help themselves, and be flexible. Many don't want to
lower their standards by venturing into something different but
you can’t afford to be too picky,” she feels. She herself
sees nothing amiss in a dance troupe performing at a hotel , for
instance , though many would perhaps see it as commercialising their
art.
“The
arts are good business,” she says emphaticaly. “But
we need to market ourselves and look for new ways to make the arts
a viable concern.” There are many lessons to be learned from
Niloufer’s own journey in dance , which began in her school
days in India where she lived with her parents in the shadow of
the Second World War. Artistically inclined themselves, her mother
learned Kathak in Bangalore and encouraged the young Niloufer to
imbibe the great artistic heritage of India. It was a legacy she
still values deeply and in fact , her last show was dedicated to
her mother.
As
a shy yet determined youngster not yet 13 , Niloufer went to London
with her parents to follow her dream of becoming a professional
ballet dancer. She was at first turned down by the Royal Ballet
School but gained acceptance at the Legat School where she was to
spend many happy years. In 1957, she tried again for the Royal Ballet
School and this time was taken in, the first Asian to gain entry
to this prestigious institution.
Even
then her path was strewn with obstacles. She recalls that her stage
debut was in Aladdin, a musical directed by Shakespea-rean actor
Robert Helpmann at the London Coliseum and says frankly that there
was no turning down offers at that time, even if they did not represent
the classical ballet she had trained for. The way she looked at
it, each new experience broadened her horizons.
"I
needed the exposure, I needed the money for my point shoes and so
I saw nothing wrong in dancing in a pantomime in Bradford,"
she says. "My mother was a little doubtful about whether this
was the right move, but I had no regrets. I went to every possible
audition and saved up money to take classes in Paris."
"I
even did TV as well," she says and goes on to relate how five
of them went to Monte Carlo at the request of Princess Antoinette,
the sister of Prince Rainer, to dance in a Red Cross gala.
Her
big break came when she was selected to join a ballet company in
Lubeck, Germany, after which she enjoyed ten exciting years performing
with dancers from all over the world in a dance company directed
by Erich Walter which performed with the Stuttgart Ballet and the
Royal Danish Ballet and toured Europe, South America, Scandinavia
and Spain.
Then
armed with a teaching diploma in dance from the Royal Academy of
Dance she began teaching first in Stuttgart and again broke new
ground, spending ten years in Israel as ballet mistress at the Bat
Sheva Dance Company and Israel Ballet before sharing her expertise
in Singapore at the Singapore Dance Theatre.
Now
masterminding the Nelung Dance Academy (NDA) which she founded in
1991, she keeps a strict, if fond watch on her pupils' progress,
guiding not just their steps in dance but also enhancing their musical
appreciation and trying to open their eyes to the rich dance traditions
this country possesses.
The
lack of interaction among teachers of different disciplines saddens
her and this is one of the aspects she hopes she can remedy with
her Nelung Arts Centre, which she envisages will offer a holistic
approach to the arts and promote co-operation between artistes not
just in Sri Lanka but within the Asia Pacific region as well.
The
Centre, one of her cherished dreams is still on the drawing boards,
but she has it all visualized. Two dance studios, with mirrors,
barres and wooden sprung floors, a performing space and small auditorium,
an apartment for guest teachers and even a restaurant serving traditional
Sri Lankan cuisine, for "dancers too have to eat". The
Centre would also have commercial sections with rentable spaces
to generate some income.
"Given
our present background of conflict, we can do a lot with the arts,"
she adds. And meeting her, there is no doubting her sincerity and
conviction to do something for her country.
-Renuka Sadanandan
A good
laugh, current issues, but was there a way?
By Anuradha Samarajiva
My Way is a play that's more than proud to herald
its differences. Director Lasantha Rodrigo and scriptwriter Manuka
Wijesinghe proclaimed them again with a second run of their successful
satire, this time at the Russian Cultural Centre, from August 18-20.
The
story begins when a son admits he's gay to his outraged parents.
They head back to Sri Lanka to find a bride and cure him of his
"disease". There, we meet uncle Ranjit and his family
and become a part of all the relatives' attempts to marry Lal off.
They find a suitable girl and get ready for a wedding, with plenty
of Sri Lankan stereotypes and jokes along the way.
The
script was witty and it used Sinhala words and even sly references
to the play's sponsors. The cast brought to life doddering grandmothers,
less than innocent young cousins, and nostalgic old boys. In a little
over an hour, issues like nationalism and tolerance were skilfully
aired, but a few times along the way, characters got lost in the
message. There was no real relationship between Lal and his boyfriend,
and it was hard to see how the idealistic aunt Shirani and skirt-chasing
Ranjit ever got married.
Scene
changes were also a little clumsy. In the semi-darkness it was easy
to see shadowy stagehands re-arranging tables and chairs. But as
music from songs of Bon Jovi and "I'm Leaving on a Jet Plane"
played during the blackouts, it felt more cosy than unprofessional.
The homely living room furniture that made up the set, and the intimate
atmosphere of the theatre itself made the audience feel a part of
the whole process.
This
feeling was further heightened during the intermission, when the
viewers were cordially invited to the young couple's wedding. As
the curtains closed, a flower girl and page boy walked along the
aisles distributing wedding cake. The audience became a part of
the play and interacted with the actors as wedding guests.
In
a surprise ending, the shocked family learns that the bride had
eloped with another woman. After Lal's father nearly has a heart
attack, they all shrug their shoulders and line up to sing Frank
Sinatra's song "My Way". The song wasn't unexpected, but
somehow it just didn't fit. It offered a blanket conclusion when
nothing was decided: Lal's would-be bride had eloped, but what was
his fate? Was he going to have to stand up against everyone to live
his way?
My
Way brought up many relevant issues in a comfortable, funny way
that left the audience laughing, even as they laughed at themselves.
And, while it may have said do it your way without any practical
idea as to how, it did show everyone that they're not alone if they
try.
Rural
lives and flora entwine on canvas
Seevali Illangasinghe is one of Sri Lanka's most illustrious painters
possessing a distinctive original talent. He has exhibited in most
European countries, Britain and the USA.
His
name instantly evokes visions of lush jungle vegetation with the
curling and twisting creepers and tendrils, colourful indigenous
flowers, unselfconscious nudes and stylized birds and animals. The
Wanni jungle has always been the happy hunting ground for Seevali's
art and imagination perhaps because its dominating influence helped
mould Seevali into the painter that he now is.
Seevali
is from a remote village in the North Central Province. His keen
and perceptive observation of the daily life of the simple village
community and of the surrounding jungle fauna and flora has significantly
influenced the themes of his paintings.
Seevali
not only depicts his vision of reality but also probes into the
inner strivings of his subjects. An exhibition of paintings by Seevali
Illangasinghe begins today and will be on till September 19, at
the Felix Gallery, 75, Alexandra Place, Colombo 7.
AYAs
show their talent in Kandy
In 2003, Alliance Francaise de Kandy introduced a novel
feature: AYA 2003 (Alliance Young Artists 2003) for its cultural
calendar hoping to make it an annual event. AYA 2004 (Alliance Young
Artists 2004) is the visual reality of this event.
The
organizers have selected for display the paintings of five up and
coming students ranging from 10-16 years. They are E.A. Chanuri
Madushani, G.A. Rishini Chamari Jayaratne, E.A.K. Nuwangi Kusumsiri,
I.W.A. Isuri Nimeshika, all from Sujatha Balika Vidyalaya, Matara
and P. Danith Sri Muthukumarana from Vidyartha College, Kandy. Their
works are on display until September 17 at Alliance Francaise de
Kandy, No. 642, Peradeniya Road, Kandy. |