Do you know what is in that glass of alcohol you’re drinking?  Less than a tablespoon of Dimple Blended scotch whisky sent me to the emergency room last week and there is no regulation for alcohol labelling to prevent this happening to someone else in the future.

Dimple 12 Year Blended Scotch Whiskey

Dimple 12 Year Blended Scotch Whisky by John Haig & Co Deageo, UK

It was this aerial artist’s first ride ever in an ambulance.

The experience began with a bottle of Dimple 12 yr Blended Scotch Whisky being given to my partner over the holidays.  A few hours after dinner on January 7 he had the idea to try a glass.  He broke open the seal and poured himself one.  I took three small sips from his glass over a period of 15 or 20 minutes to check out the flavor, and another 20 minutes later was in the bathroom emptying the contents of my stomach.  With a small break to rinse my mouth and face, very suddenly my lungs refused to take in air.  I went in the other room and said I might need to go to the hospital before I collapsed.  Two shots of adrenaline later, riding in the back of an ambulance with an oxygen mask over my face, a bunch of wires stuck to my chest and a tube in my arm, a guy asked me for the third time what my name was.  Finally I could answer, “Amanda…and you’re” – reading his nametag – “Jackson”.  I looked over at my right hand – it was blue.  There was a clip on my index finger.  I reached over with the left hand to touch my fingers; the pressure created a white spot that slowly faded back to blue.  It was 10:30pm.  Hell of a Friday night.

In the emergency room, the doctor asked me about what happened.  I couldn’t understand how the scotch could have triggered anaphylaxis.  I’ve had a few types of scotch in the past – mainly the smokey types from Islay — with no bad reactions.  He explained to me that many brands of scotch add all sorts of flavoring and coloring during the fining process as well as during cold filtration where the liquid is passed over all sorts of things – could be anything from rocks to eggshells, to seashells – and they aren’t required to list any of these ingredients or possible allergens on the label.

Wow.  That’s scary.

The next four hours were spent in a hospital bed shaking uncontrollably with a medical assistant coming in occasionally to check on me, take blood, administer fluid, write notes.  At 2:30am, after I stopped shaking and my fingers had regained a natural color, I was transferred to another area of emergency with less observation and released at 5am.

I learned years ago that I could only drink wines from Europe, Argentina and Australia or else US wines marked organic.  All other US wines (even the best from Napa) gave me a stuffy nose or mild asthma.  Whether from pesticides on grapes, chemically treated barrels, excessive sulfites or added flavors/coloring/fining agents I will never know, because wine in America isn’t regulated as strictly as European wine and isn’t required to list ingredients or process.

In 2002 Australia began requiring that wines list any possible allergens on the label and disclose all ingredients used in the fining process (used to clarify alcohol).  It is a huge comfort to see “vegan friendly” on labels or “this wine uses eggshells in the fining process”.

It never occurred to me that scotch – something with such a long history and reputation for purity could have animal products or chemicals added.  Also – if a scotch is cold filtered, they might run that scotch over rocks, charcoal, nutshells, eggshells, seashells – anything – without listing contact with an allergen on the label.  According to http://whisky.buzz , unless a whisky is labelled, “straight”, that whisky may contain up to 2.5% in additives in the US.  Canadian whisky allows for 9.09% additive.

I contacted Diageo, a large alcohol industry group and the owners of John Haig & Co Ltd, the distillers of Dimple, to ask if I could possibly have a list of ingredients if I signed an NDA – explaining that I just went to the hospital with anaphylaxis and was trying to figure out what happened.  To their credit – they didn’t pretend that it was just made with barley, water and yeast, I was told that it is a “guarded secret recipe and we can’t reveal the ingredients”.

There is no question in my mind, my partner’s mind or the medical technician’s mind who saw me in emergency that the anaphylaxis was caused by the Dimple 12 Year Blended Scotch, or I would not be writing this blog.  Because the company refuses to give me a list of ingredients and distilling procedures, I have no idea if it contains an ingredient that I knew I was allergic to, or something new that I could accidently consume again.  Now I am terrified to ever taste anything unknown.

According to Vox magazine, Deageo supported mandatory labelling, so I was surprised by the secrecy.  Vox wrote a fantastic article on Alcohol labelling that I recommend – here is a link:


Otherwise, I did find quite a few other complaints of reactions after drinking certain brands of alcohol – all on reddit.  Please if this ever happens to you – for the sake of others, report your story to the fda as I have done.   Here is the link:


Another place to contact if you would like alcohol to improve their disclosure of allergen and additives and distilling procedures is the TTB:


Thanks to a few outraged vegans there are a few websites where you can find lists of alcohol brands that are vegan:



It’s a week after the hospital visit.  Thankfully I didn’t get Covid or Staph while in the hospital.  The white, Paige jeans I was wearing that night still have two blood stains on the thighs where needles were jabbed into me through the fabric and didn’t wash out.  My body and organs still feel like they are slowly recovering.  My sleep patterns are just starting to get back to normal after being up all night shot full of adrenaline and steroids.  As a person who feels responsible for the health of my friends, students, and clients, who also takes great care for my own well-being, from daily exercise to close tracking of daily food intake (all on spreadsheets!) to avoid this sort of thing, I am deeply shaken by this experience and hope that alcohol companies will reconsider their policy of keeping possible allergens or dangerous ingredients as a “guarded secret recipe”.

In an increasingly toxic world, it’s just one more reason to only consume home or locally grown produce, food and wine from nearby community bakeries, butchers, vineyards, and distilleries who care, rather than from distant corporations that work for profit; Or the flip side:  to stick to luxury brands known for their quality with a reputation to uphold (if you can afford it).

Health is a human right.  Let’s regulate companies skimping on quality for profit, and mandate full disclosure of ingredients that might be harmful.  Please read labels, be aware of what you eat and drink, and ask questions.   It’s just not safe to assume the food (and alcohol) industry has our best interests at heart.

Hamilton the Musical First Performance on Australian Soil

March 17, 2021

Final Bow Hamilton the Musical


The first (and last time) that I saw Hamilton the musical was March 19, 2015 at the Public Theater in New York City before it opened on Broadway.  I paid $60 US (a pittance compared to now!) for two tickets and went with my colleague, contortionist Jonathan Nosan.  Lin Manuel Miranda played Hamilton, Daveed Daniele Diggs played Jefferson, and Renée Elise Goldsberry played Angelica Schuyler.  I barely missed seeing the original King George played by Brian D’Arcy who you said was the absolute best, but Jonathan Groff was HILARIOUS in the role.  I still hear him singing “You’ll be back” at random times.

It was performed on a much smaller stage than the Broadway show to follow, but it already included the rotating turntable ring-stage made by the award-winning stage design company Hudson Scenic in Yonkers.  I didn’t see the opening night at the Public.  I went one month in when everyone was already very comfortable in their roles and had complete ownership of the many many lyrics and lines.  And because it was the first production of Hamilton, I think the cast felt they had the freedom to make their character whatever they thought it should be (under Lin’s direction) and had the right to experiment a little as co-creators of the first production.

We – the audience – didn’t know what to expect when we took our seats.  We hadn’t heard the incredible soundtrack or seen the Disney film version of the musical.  It was a complete surprise. Everyone’s minds were blown.  It was like being taken back to New York of the late eighties or early nineties.  The creative energy of the cast was explosive.  The show didn’t get a standing ovation – it was more like a dancing ovation.  We exited the theater in a daze and were greeted again by a sweaty cast in the lobby area where everyone wanted to shake Miranda’s hand and tell him what a genius he was.   After, I quickly bought seats for the Broadway production to follow, but had to give them up to a friend because a show I did every year changed its dress rehearsal/press day to the date of my tickets.  I could never afford to buy a seat again as the price skyrocketed.

This time around, almost exactly six years after I saw the show the Public, after four tumultuous political years in the US, one year and four days after Broadway turned off its lights on March 13, 2020, and exactly one year since I hastily fled the US to come to Australia to be with my partner on March 17, 2020, I was seeing the show for the second time.  I haven’t even seen the Disney Channel Hamilton.

I had spent a year working online, avoiding crowds, rarely going out to eat, spending most of my time at home or in nature, and I was about to break my social isolation in a big way by sitting in a room of 1996 people for three hours straight.  Never mind the entire city of Sydney had had only 50 active cases of Covid in the past 30 days and only from returning travelers who were in quarantine.  Never mind we would be all be wearing masks.  It felt like Social Russian Roulette. I had been having anxiety dreams in the days leading up to the show.  Still – I felt the need to be there.  To support live theater.  To represent New York City’s Creatives.  To celebrate American Arts even though I had left my country an incredibly frustrated artist and was very grateful to be temporarily taken in by a country that included “mateship” in their core values.    I was eager to see what the young Indigenous Australian actor did with the role of Hamilton, and to remember the good things about my home.

Was I ready to see Hamilton again?  Yes.  I craved it after the horrors of the US election and inauguration. I couldn’t wait to see and be proud of my American History and rap music in Australian hands on the historical first preview night that it would be performed on Australian soil – in the only city the show was currently being shown, Sydney.  To see the actors figuring out how they would connect with the audience for the very first time.  That to me as a former NYC creative type is the best.

Entering the theater, the audience was required to wear a mask at all times unless consuming food or beverages.  (How does that work in the theater?!)  I chose to wear two natural fiber masks:  one with filters. They didn’t come off until I was far outside the theater on the way back.

Before the performance began, a “ Welcome to Country Acknowledgement” recorded by an elder played before the show.   I LOVE the “Welcome to Country” tradition and wish there were something similar in the US.   A “Welcome to Country “ is done at all major events and business meetings in Australia.  It is an acknowledgement recognizing Aboriginal people as the First Australians and traditional custodians of their land as well as a welcome to the wider community.  The Gadigal people of the Eora Nation are the traditional owners of the place now called Sydney.  According to the website Creative Spirits, “Traditionally a Welcome to Country was an invitation or permission for a person from a different area to pass through or enter.  Doing so without it was unacceptable.”  It was very fitting.

Alexander Hamilton entered – He looked so good! — His first words were a bit softly spoken for my NY ears used that are used to booming voices.  Did he have an Australian accent?  I don’t think so!  He soon introduced himself formally and the audience roared.  It must have been about thirty seconds before the next lines could be read.

Right before the act “My shot” began, a familiar chandelier descended which I immediately recognized from the small public theater stage.  Like the pendant of a hypnotist it brought me back to the Public.  I’m very happy it survived the transition!  The small lanterns that dropped a couple of scenes later were another of my favorite set touches at the Public – (shout out to scenic and lighting designers)

During “My Shot” I remembered loving the bartender from the Public Theater show.  She ruled this scene in my mind:  She had platinum blonde hair in a crop cut (or was it a mohawk?).  I don’t think she had any lines but her movements were so powerful that she set the atmosphere immediately and struck me as a type of narrator in the first show.  The character was less noticeable in this bigger production.

The first to win me over was Lafayette – played by Victory Ndukwe – his confidence, delivery, and charisma came through instantly.  I loved him in the role of Lafayette and Jefferson.  At the Public my favorite characters were King George, Hamilton, the dance Captain and Angelica.  At this performance I was drawn to Lafayette, Burr, Eliza and Philip Hamilton.  George Washington and Angelica were very powerful and somber.

When King George entered and introduced himself there was a similar response as for Hamilton at the beginning of the musical.  The crowd madly applauded.  Everyone already knew and loved all the characters.  Brent Hill wasn’t as “flamboyant” as Jonothan Graff, but his character was very fun and quirky and incredibly “king-like” – at least as I would imagine a king.

The Act, “Right Hand Man” was phenomenal musically –  the chemistry between Washington and Hamilton will grow over time I’m sure.  “Wait for it” was amazing with flawless stage direction – I loved it.  The energy continued to pick up with “The Ten Dual Commandments” one of my favorite songs.   The actors had completely opened up and seemed confident by the end of Act I when America won the Revolution and the energy was prime.

Intermission began.  Everyone pretty much left to get some fresh air and some to get a drink and take their mask off for a moment.  I was surprised that people were allowed to drink in the theater with mask temporarily removed.  Toward the end of intermission we sat back down and I noticed the woman behind me was coughing.  It made me nervous.  I guess I’m more sensitive because I have so many friends and family back home that have been through the horrors of this pandemic firsthand.  The lights went down and I noticed there were a few people – even in my row — with masks below noses – something I view as entitlement (I feel it’s more insulting (and potentially dangerous) than second hand smoke).  Again scared.  I also noticed there was quite a steady air flow against my legs and arms coming from the side of the house.  The air circulation was quite good for sitting in the center of the stalls/orchestra.  I took a breath through two masks with filters and immersed myself in the music reminding myself there were no local cases – only from return travelers in quarantine.

Act II had high energy from the start.  Every act built the energy up.  Once again Victory Ndukwe was back as a charismatic Jefferson with flawless comedic timing, musical rhythm and accent.  Eliza Hamilton’s aria “Burn” was incredibly moving.  The audience went nuts afterward – the next act almost started too soon because they were still clapping as the first lines of “Blow us all Away” began and weren’t fully audible through clapping.

As Finale began, the cast seemed triumphant.  The energy was huge.  The audience was grateful to share the emotional first performance with them as they started taking root in their roles.

People immediately stood up as the show ended.  I was a little surprised – the cast bowed twice and gestured to the musical director in the pit, then exited hastily.  In the middle of an enthusiastic STANDING OVATION.  I guess I’m used to the opera where they milk the applause, have at least three curtain calls, and step forward one by one to see who gets the most volume.  I feel like the cast could have milked it for a LOT longer, especially since no one could leave anyway (you had to exit in a specific order of rows).

This production brought me back immediately to that magical moment at the Public in 2015, The USA, New York City and the intensity of putting a live performance together.   What a privilege to see James Arrow while still fresh and maybe a bit hesitant while still absorbing all those lyrics and lines in the first half of the first act and then watching him bloom in the second half.  I can’t imagine what it must feel like to learn all of Hamilton’s lyrics and gestures and follow in the footsteps of Lin.  He rocked it.  I would love to go back to see the actual opening night in a week or after another month when everyone is completely settled in.

I have many mixed emotions about this evening.  I feel so lucky to have experienced it.  I feel so sad that the lights on Broadway are still off.  I feel guilty and unworthy because my friends and the creators of this show are unable to see it right now, but somehow I was there.  I had forgotten what that magical connection between audience and live performers felt like.  The pain of this year and the cost to artists is devastating.


Three Easy Ways to Get your Weekly Greens!!!

February 10, 2021


Always buying a packaged salad or veggie entrée because you don’t have time or desire to cook vegetables?  Or worse – eating mainly carbs and protein because the whole grocery shopping-cooking thing is too much trouble?  I totally feel your pain and this blog is for you.

Pre pandemic:  I lived in the center of New York City.  Everything I needed to eat was easily found within a 5-minute walk (not that I ever had the time to eat).  I called the deli downstairs “my refrigerator”.   The only staples I kept at home were a good extra-virgin olive oil, aged balsamic vinegar, rice, coconut oil and popcorn kernels.  I could take Tupperware to the Indian restaurant down the street if I really wanted a crazy meal, but normally it was grilled protein and salad for dinner.

Post-pandemic:  Eggs and 85% of the vegetables I eat come from the garden.  Because I’m trying my very hardest to live plastic-free I cook more than I have ever cooked in my life.  Needless to say, it doesn’t come naturally so I thought I would share my first revelation of how to prepare greens to last most of the week.  All three recipes take 20 to 40 minutes, no major cooking skills, and last 3 to 5 days.  I’m sure most of you already have this meals thing under control, but for those who are interested, here are my three favorite GREEN recipes!

Massaged Kale Salad with Raisins and Sunflower Seeds:


1 large bunch of kale washed, stems removed, and ripped or cut into pieces
1/4 cup olive oil
2 Tablespoons fresh lemon juice
1 Tablespoon honey
1/2 teaspoon crushed red pepper
1 garlic clove, smashed with flat of butcher knife (fun)
pinch of sea salt and fresh ground black pepper
1/2 cup golden raisins
1/4 cup raw sunflower seeds


In a small bowl whisk together the oil, lemon juice, honey, red pepper,salt, and pepper.  Drop in the garlic and let sit for a few.

Wash, stem, and cut or tear kale. Throw (or place gently) into a large bowl.

Unless you are single and working remotely, take the garlic out of the sauce before drizzling the marinade over the kale and then massage the marinade into each leaf.

Mix in the raisins.  Best if refrigerated for a couple of hours, but who has time for that.  If the kale is too hard the first day, it will be the right consistency the next.  Generally, if you did a good job massaging the leaves it should be fine after 15 minutes.

Top individual servings with sunflower seeds.

I also recommend alternating with pepitas, avocado, cucumber, red pepper, diced imo/Japanese sweet potato (different than the orange one)  and apple.

The original recipe can be found at https://healthycancerchick.wordpress.com/2015/04/26/marinated-kale-salad-with-golden-raisins-and-sunflower-seeds/ 

Spicy Celery and Potato Soup


2 tablespoons olive oil, or butter
1 onion, diced
4 fat garlic cloves, rough chopped
6 cups celery, sliced thinly (about 1 ¼-1 1/2 pounds)
2 cups potatoes, sliced into ½ inch thick rounds (get the kind with a thin skin you don’t need to peel)
4 cups vegetable or chicken broth
1 cup water
1 bay leaf (optional, remove before blending)
1 teaspoon salt
½ teaspoon pepper
1/8 teaspoon cayenne, add more to taste.

Optional but way tastier if you have:
¼ cup fresh dill (small stems ok)
½ cup fresh parsley (small stems ok)
Appx 1 cup Spinach or Swiss Chard or Whatever leafy green is around


Chop onions, garlic, celery and potatoes.
Heat the oil in a big pot over medium high heat, and add the onion, stirring occasionally, letting the onions get golden, about 5 minutes.
When the onions are golden, add the garlic and stir 1-2 minutes, until fragrant. Add the celery, potatoes, broth, water, bay leaf, salt, pepper, and cayenne. The liquid should just cover the veggies. Cover, bring to a rolling boil, turn heat down and simmer gently until potatoes are tender, about 10 minutes.
Turn heat off, remove bay leaf.
Add the fresh herbs and just wilt them (don’t cook herbs or you lose the vibrant color!)
Using an immersion blender blend until very silky smooth – OR if using a regular blender, let cool a little before blending in smaller batches. ( If blending warm soup, fill blender no more than halfway full, cover tightly with a lid and kitchen towel, holding it down firmly, when you start the motor (on the lowest setting, working up gradually) to prevent a blender “explosion”).
Blend well, a full minute, until herbs are fully blended, creating a vibrant colored soup. Garnish with dill or parsley and a few hemp seeds if you have. Stir in your choice of cashew cream, coconut yogurt, or some type of dairy like sour cream if you do dairy.
Original recipe can be found at https://www.feastingathome.com/celery-soup/

Baked Garden Veggies Risotto (I refuse to cook risotto on the stove top it never comes out right)


2 tablespoons extra-virgin olive oil
½ cup finely chopped yellow onion
1 small garlic clove, minced
1 cup Arborio rice (about 7 ounces)
Sea salt and black pepper
4 oz green kale (about 1/3 bunch), stems separated and thinly sliced, leaves stacked and cut into ¼ thick ribbons (about 4 packed cups)
3 ½ cups low-sodium vegetable or chicken broth
4 oz baby spinach or swiss chard (about 4 packed cups)
1 cup frozen peas
¾ cup grated Parmesan, plus more for garneish
3 table spoons unsalted butter – I usually forget this and it still tastes awesome.
1 tablespoon lemon juice
1 Handful of mint leaves and a lemon slice for garnish (if you have them on hand) taks this BEYOND.

1. Heat oven to 375 degrees. In a large Dutch oven, heat oil over medium. Add onion and cook, stirring occasionally, until softened, about 3 minutes. Add garlic and stir until fragrant, 1 minute. Add rice, season with salt and pepper, and stir until coated in oil and lightly toasted, 2 minutes.
2. Add kale, season with salt and pepper, and stir until wilted, 30 seconds. Add broth and bring to a boil over high heat.
3. Cover and bake until almost all of the liquid is absorbed and rice is tender, about 20 minutes.
4. Stir in spinach and peas until spinach is wilted. Add Parmesan, butter and lemon juice, and stir until well blended and saucy. (Liquid will continue to absorb as risotto sits.) Season with salt and pepper. Serve in bowls and top with more Parmesan (and mint and lemon for BEYOND).

Original recipe can be found at https://cooking.nytimes.com/recipes/1021287-baked-risotto-with-greens-and-peas?

Ruminations of Parties Past:  Told from a Chandelier’s Perspective

Rockitaerials Wellness Blog: Ruminations of Parties Past

January 28, 2021

It’s nearly a month after New Year’s Eve 2020-2021.  I’m currently in Australia where international border restrictions are strict, but within the country the low Covid rate has allowed people to live a fairly normal life in 2020 despite Covid-19.  This month everyone was talking about the Chris Hemsworth and Elsa Patacki epic space pirate New Year’s Eve party in Byron Bay.  It seemed pretty tasteless to hold a huge and decadent party in the middle of a Covid – 19 Pandemic, even if there are hardly any cases presently in Australia.   I think it would have been more respectful to the dead if they had kept it small and subtle this year –  but then – a part of me was secretly annoyed for having not been invited.  (I always felt the best part of a party was an invitation.)

This New Year’s Eve I chose to be in the middle of nowhere with my partner  to enjoy the full moon and Jupiter’s jaunt with Saturn in the sky.  It was a beautiful way to enter the new year together.  My sister went to a friend’s NYE gathering in LA and scared all of us when she heard a few days later that someone else at the party tested positive for Covid.  Luckily she didn’t catch it. (Big sigh of relief.)

It made me wonder why we need to keep going to parties – I’m not sure I will see them in the same way ever again after this plague has hit.  Being around large numbers of people just feels uncomfortable and dangerous now.

Granted, I was never the most social person in the world and for the first half of my career I never came out of the dressing room to mingle with the people who hired me despite many invitations.  I preferred to remain a voyeur, looking down at the celebration from high-up-above.  I viewed the giant, decadent parties as a way for a host to celebrate their kingdom and the guests to pay tribute.

I’ve been trying to remember all the parties thrown by friends or employers that I have been to over the course of my career as an artist of sorts.  The following is an attempt to list the countries and the cities where I have either been a performer, a guest, or a combination of the two:

USA: New York City, Los Angeles, Miami, Chicago, New Orleans, Washington DC, Detroit et al.  France:  Paris, Lyon, Bourgogne, Saint Tropez, Cannes.

Spain:  Valencia, Ibiza, Formentera, Mallorca.

Italy:  Florence, Castiglioncello, Panteleria

Austria:  Vienna, Salzbourg

Germany:  Berlin, Stuttgart, Munich

Monte Carlo, Monaco

Lisboa, Portugal

Constantinople, Turkey

Baku, Azerbaijan

Abu Dhabi, UAE

Recife, Brasil

London, England

Tokyo, Japan

Bangkok, Thailand,

Anguilla, St. Lucia, St. Barthes, St. Martin

Helsinki, Finland

Oslo, Sweden

Oaxaca Day of the Dead

Music Festivals:  Lollapalooza Regional Tour and Ultra Music Festival Miami.

(I’m sure there are more – this list goes back beyond my IG account).

When I asked one friend whether she would rather give or go to a party she answered, “Give!, because then I control who can come”.  Another friend answered, “Go!, because then I can leave any time.” After an avid party-thrower taught me how to appreciate a party I now can enjoy both throwing parties because I like giving to my friends, and also delight in going to parties because it’s fun to meet new people and I enjoy the sense of wonder that comes from being in a new place, trying a new type of food, cocktail, or experiencing a new form of entertainment.  Things I’ve learned about socializing at a party:  always find and introduce yourself to the host and thank them.  If you notice a person that looks lost and uncomfortable, always talk to them – they may turn out to be more interesting than you think – and the good karma comes back to you.

Why go to a party?

Do I really need to go to any more parties?

Does anyone need to go to more parties now that we have social networking and Tinder?

Why are college students risking university shut-downs and the health of their relatives and teachers just to hold a huge party?

Half of the parties I have listed I was either paid to perform or dragged to.  – But then many times after I was dragged to a party I did actually end up enjoying myself in the end.   Connecting with an inspiring new person is always fun. Dancing can also be enjoyable if the mood is right –  NY Magazine, Daily Mail and Teen Vogue all quote Émile Durkheim who said that people feel a certain type of ‘electricity’ when they are in close contact with others.  He called it a “collective effervescence” speculating that “moving rhythmically together was a way for early humans to bond and communicate with one another.”  (Teen Vogue added, “In short, It makes us happy, and that’s pretty cool.”)

After bothering enough friends, I resorted to google to answer the question:

“Why go to a party??!”

A site called ‘Thought Catalog’ said it was a sensorial experience that allowed you to escape from reality for a few hours, an opportunity to socialize, and that alcohol allows you to say or do what you like without feeling responsible.

Psychology Today is now inaccessible without a paid subscription, but general google search said that Companies throw parties to convey a sense that the company’s future is bright, give a sense of confidence to employees, Reduce the distance between departments, and to celebrate MVPs, as well as a Tax write off.  Google also said that Individuals throw parties to celebrate an event, reconnect with friends, meet new people, because they want to share, because they want to impress, because they want to feel loved, and because they want to feel important.

Will I risk going to any more parties in the future?  Doubtful.

…but I might be tempted if the party was located in Venice, Rio de Janeiro, Singapore, Reykjavik, Marrakech, Dubai, Havana, Melbourne, or Hong Kong.  Please feel free to invite me 😉

November 17, 2020

Online Movement Training: Is Touch gone forever?

I just learned today that Cirque du Soleil is starting a new online training program called CIRQO!  They have incredible acrobats teaching, including the legendary trapezist Aurelia Cats.  I am SO EXCITED to see what they create.  It is even more incredible because this is the first time EVER in history that people will be learning movement this way.

It made me realize that 2020 is not only the first time kids will be learning academics online.  — They are also learning dance and movement online for the first time.   I should have realized this as TicTok grew in popularity, but it’s only dawning on me now.

When I think back to all my years of training and guidance from various coaches as a kid – I was always lead through touch.  On swinging trapeze with Elena Panova at SF Circus Space I always wore a harness.  I can’t imagine learning a handstand press or various skills – even on static trapeze – without expert hands with generations of training – spotting, guiding, holding, pulling, sometimes pushing or even forcing me against my will into positions I was unsure in executing.  Young Balinese dancers learn with a teacher or more experienced dancers standing immediately behind, guiding the student’s hips and limbs with their bodies and hands.  In high school during rhythmic gymnastics flexibility training I remember a day when my coach held my shoulders and arms in the correct chest stand position while one teammate sat on a foot and the other pulled my leg well in front of my head in the splits.  How would you make yourself do this for the first time with no assistance?  Or at Circus Smirkus Coach Volodia/Vladmir with his handstand palettes pulling me from pike to handstand an extra three times after I was completely exhausted.  Or his wife Zinadia sweetly saying, “This might hurt a little” while I knelt on one knee with her standing behind, arms wrapped around her while she pushed against my hips and pulled my leg towards my chest to stretch my flexors and hamstrings at the same time.  These are the things that always helped me move forward.  This of course, was before the internet became a thing.

Since the advent of smartphones, YouTube and Instagram, many aerial hopefuls began learning choreography (after learning basic technique in class) by watching videos, and have the added tool of being able to film themselves with their phones to clean up technique.

When I studied Pilates at Kane School New York, touch was an essential part of teaching.  Kelly Kane taught “Touch” as its own separate chapter because it was so important.  General Pilates teaching standards claimed that a good teacher gave exceptionally descriptive cues and gentle guiding hands, removing the need to demonstrate.    Because I have a hearing disability, I wasn’t sure I completely agreed with the “no demonstration” policy as I am a very visual person to make up for the lack of hearing.

Can visual online instruction eventually replace touch completely?  Micah Walters of Micah Walters Movement says, “I believe that humans possess a kind of kinesthetic empathy.  By carefully watching another body move, we can imagine ourselves in their place, feeling what they feel.  That’s why it’s satisfying to watch someone move with ease and uncomfortable to watch someone fight and struggle.  As a teacher, this kinesthetic empathy is an important tool. It allows us to meet the student where they are, and guide them toward an improvement.”

A student of mine told me the story about his colleague’s twin daughters:  they were born with Level 2 autism.  One day she came home from work and was totally surprised to find them both balancing in handstands after seeing someone do it on television.

The field of online circus training has grown so quickly over the past seven months of Covid Self Isolation that En Piste, National Circus Arts Alliance of Montreal has started offering free (online) workshops for Circus Instructors to help improve online teaching skills.

As coaches in 2020, we have been recording more on video as well as coming up with more props and choreography to lead people into safer forms of movement and mobility than we were taught years ago.

I hope that the new generation of dancers and acrobats have reasonable expectations that allow for patient and safe learning, and are very PROUD of themselves, as you are the pioneers of a new method of movement training.  I expect there will be much more room for fun and creativity rather than just pure tradition perhaps even more like the amazing prodigy, Lil Buck. –I can’t wait to see what emerges!  The future is a very interesting place right now.

August 11, 2020

How to avoid shoulder and elbow injury when training aerial arts:

If you are 25 or under there is no need to read this.  I doubt you will suffer any serious injury unless you fall.  Everything is fairly uphill until age 26 when things start to deteriorate ever so slightly…. 

In 25 years I never suffered from a serious shoulder injury, mainly because I relied on my shoulders for my income and was very protective of them.

I’m starting to notice people back in the air after a four-month break from training.

There are more online aerial classes happening with no spotter present and even apps teaching skills and choreography.  The world is changing and with it so will aerial arts methods!  It started with IG choreography posts and ballooned after Covid hit.  I am not one to judge.  Change is fine.  I just thought this blog might come in handy as I see a lot of mysticism and fancy “new” exercises – that have been around for a while by the way – to free shoulders.

I know people like fancy new techniques with some type of rebranding attached so they stand out on Instagram, but the way the human body functions hasn’t actually changed THAT much over the years. Functional mobility is functional mobility.

Here is my #simple advice on how to avoid injury to shoulders elbows and tendons.  You can take it or leave it:

  • Know yourself. Be aware of your current level of fitness.
      • How long have you been training aerial for? How long has it been since you last trained?
        Are you really ready to learn that choreo you saw on IG?

        Be aware that an extra 5 or 10 pounds gained while taking a break from training is a new 5 or 10 pounds for your tendons and joints to carry in the air and be gentle on yourself.

  • Know your instructor. How much experience do they have?
      • How long have they been teaching? Do you feel they are confident when spotting you?  Are they big enough to spot you safely? Aerial Teaching Certifications are a relatively new thing and on their own don’t make a coach.

        When you don’t feel confident doing a skill or combination do you feel comfortable enough with the instructor to tell them?

  • Get your Back Involved:
      • Lower traps


        Serratus Anterior – These cats all help with scapular stabilization which in turn will decrease the amount of stress to the shoulder and rotator cuff.

  • Train Shoulder Flexibility at the same time you train Shoulder Strength
    • Make sure you have enough range of motion to complete a skill with proper mechanics.

  • Scheduled Rest

Allow time for muscle recovery after heavy training sessions.

I look to pitching coaches and gymnastic coaches for warmups and rotator strengthening exercises.  Machine Pilates, rowing and snake on the reformer, arm spring exercises on Cadillac or Tower are my constant saviors.

While self-isolating I believe I probably gained 5 to 10 pounds because I was enjoying cooking and eating with my partner so much.  I don’t regret it a bit.  However, I am taking it easy until I either get back to the weight my joints are used to, or at least give my joints and tendons time to get used to the extra weight. This will help more than all the hydration and supplements in the world ever will.  On that note – drinking dehydrates the body, connective fascia, and tendons. If you have been drinking more alcohol than usual during lockdown, cut back again.

You might want to check in with your body and reassess your current abilities before diving straight into 20 pullups, 60 beats, straight arm inversions, one arm rollups, and a bunch of planches after being in lockdown for a couple of months.  Maybe you have been diligent with the pullup bar classes – maybe you haven’t.  Either way, climbing is a different ballgame.

Three biggest arm concerns in my mind:  Shoulder Joint (or Glenohumeral Joint if medical terms turn you on), Elbow joint (Humero-Ulnar, Humero-Radial and Radio-Ulnar), and Tendons that attach muscles to the bone.  Then of course you can get into rotator cuff injuries and labral tears but I haven’t come across them as often just from aerial arts.

Regarding Elbow Tendonitis caused by repeated hanging, climbing and gripping:

The worst arm issue I personally ever had was elbow tendonitis.  I believe it started after I had taken a few weeks break and gained a few pounds.  Moxa sticks from my acupuncturist offered some relief, but it was still incredibly painful, and I was forced to work through it because of upcoming shows.  The cure however, was easier than I imagined!

I added more opposite movements to my training program like pushups and overhead press exercises such as a timed handstand against the wall; forced myself to stretch my shoulders and forearms in a backbend after every training session and rehearsal because tight forearms put more stress on the shoulders and elbows; And when I slept at night I would put a weight or brace on my hand to make sure I wasn’t gripping in my sleep.  And sometimes for kicks, because I was always hanging from a rope with my thumbs up, I would hang from a rope thumbs down – a tip I learned from a pro-arm-wrestler.  (It’s really hard! – don’t hang full weight the first time)

Regarding Shoulders:  My biggest tip is to always work flexibility at the same time as strength to make sure you have enough range of motion to complete a skill with proper mechanics.  If you are cheating your way through, it will only last for so long.  Always baby your shoulders, don’t punish them. Remember your life depends on them.

Solo aerial straps, one arm rollups, and power movements in the air all became popular when I was over 40. Despite wanting to do what all the kids were doing, I decided it would be better to be able to continue my aerial performance and training.

And when I did occasionally decide to add new skills to my repertoire, I would look for teachers who had years of experience teaching and spotting, not just performers who taught on the side.  People like Victor in Montreal, Aloysia at Cirque School LA, Ivo in CA, Elena at Circus Center SF or other coaches that learned from them like Matt at Circus Warehouse. I realize there are many more, these are only a few examples of long-time aerial coaches with an athletic background that I would put my trust in.  Just look for someone that has done their time.

I hope this demystifies the shoulder a little bit and helps you to avoid injury while in the air.  In my opinion the only reason to make it any more complicated is in order to sell you something.  A little common sense, a bit of mindfulness when moving, a good warm up and a stretch at the end go a long way.

July 28, 2020

Why I chose Aerial arts as a Career and how I became one.  PART III :  THE LONG ANSWER

This is Part III of a very long blog.  If you haven’t read Part I:  Definition of Aerial Arts and Part II the beginning of this blog – I would recommend doing that now.  If you are only interested in my circus training background, please go to the main menu and navigate to the page “EQ P2Artist’s Statement”.


As I don’t know when you are reading this, I will frame this blog by mentioning that it is the summer of 2020 during the time of Trump’s presidency, Covid 19, the murders of George Floyd and Breonna Taylor which have incited Protests and Riots across America; #BlacklivesMatter is being sung from voices all across the world. Tesla sent live astronauts into space.  Monuments to hate are being torn down.  Democracy is being challenged in Portland.  Facebook is finally facing scrutiny for all the incendiary posts and propaganda they have allowed out.  Although we are in a recession, Stocks are Up!   America looks like a huge shit-show from the outside looking in.

Although it seems slightly meaningless to blog about my career now when many other more serious things are at hand, theaters around the world are threatened with bankruptcy and the hashtag #savethearts has shown up and compelled me to action.

The current state of affairs in the US prompted me to think about my time at IRC again  – my need to attack the disease, not only the symptoms, and why I transitioned into the arts.  Communicating through art and teaching cultural studies as early as possible is essential to people respecting one another.

I am elated that new policies for police are being passed and change is being sought after by some companies and organizations in the US and monuments to racism are being taken down. I’m proud of my cousin who as a mathematician has started tallying actual numbers proving how lacking of inclusion we are as a society with his organization, The Institute for the Quantitative Study of Inclusion, Diversity and Equity.  For the first time, I feel hopeful that this is the generation that will bring actual change in the U.S.  However, as an artist, I still believe America doesn’t just need new policies to combat police brutality and racism, we need a completely new education system that teaches culture and cultural appreciation from kindergarten on through senior year.  We need to value art and culture more as a country.  Racism will never go away until people accept differences and learn to love them even if we never completely understand them.  Art is a pure form of communication that transcends language. Culture transcends language.

The US has to greatly expand cultural education in schools in order to promote peace and overcome racism.  Not just another policy to control the hatred that has already been unleashed and now needs an emergency stop button.  I enjoy looking toward Australia and how they have begun making changes despite many challenges trying to undo years of racism and suppression with their indigenous people. One of the most effective changes in my mind, is that Aboriginal history, culture, music and language are now being taught in public schools.  Aboriginal Art is featured in every museum.  Their spirit is starting to be felt and loved.  Regret for the past is being felt and addressed.

I feel the need to say something about the times since people are currently saying only white voices are heard.  I am female – I’m not so sure female voices are heard, but I’ll attempt a few words. Machiavelli was already banished by the Medici when he wrote The Prince in 1513 – nobody cared what he had to say until he was dead and yet he still went ahead and made lots of pamphlets to distribute so I’ll put in my two cents….. (Does anyone still use that expression? It seems kind of cheap…)

If you are still reading, I guess you are interested or at least seeking distraction.  And what else is a website for but to voice your opinion to the universe, whoever may be listening?  So here goes –


A word of warning: Gawker Online Magazine once described me as “The Overly-Philosophical Acrobat”.  It was pretty spot on. 

In 1992 there was only one circus school in the US.  To learn aerial arts in New York City you had to be lucky enough to meet a Florida circus family or a travelling Eastern European who was willing to share their family’s tradition.  Or maybe you would be hired for a job and the performance company would teach you their choreography.

It was the wild west – you created your own style and path.  Way before Youtube and Instagram – you had to see a performance or buy a rare video tape to create anything that wasn’t original.  We were manifesting something from nothing – every artist’s dream.

It was all done at your own risk. Mats during training were a luxury.

Why would I – someone with many options – choose such an unpractical and dangerous path? I’ve asked myself many times, and my family and friends have asked me even more times. I’ve discussed it with other aerialists from my generation many times.  In psychology, according to “Terror Management Theory”, a large part of human behavior is generated by unconscious fear of death. Mine was definitely a conscious fear and I chose to face it head on.  It reminded me to make the most of every day – grateful for every minute.  Facing death on a daily basis can be positive because it makes life more real, time more present, and attachments to material items become less important.  Facing death on a daily basis from a negative standpoint also takes away the responsibilities of planning for the future.  Working for a human rights organization during the time of genocide against the Tutsi in Rwanda and Serbs in Croatia – constantly hearing and thinking about what others were going through – just added fuel to my fire.

I come from a mixed religion and mixed class background.  My father the oldest son of a successful Jewish Publishing family in Chicago and my mother the oldest daughter of an Episcopal dairy farming family in Salmon, Idaho.

When you aren’t sure where you belong, you search for your own special place to call your own and this (at the time) very empty circus ring seemed like the perfect undefined space to expand in.

 After the inevitable divorce of my parents, I was promptly baptized and told that I would never be accepted by my Jewish family because they trace lineage through the mother. To my mother’s credit she also shared a couple of things she admired about Judaism:  the music and the mysticism of Kabbalah.

My first lesson – even if you hate an individual, you can love their culture and artistic creations.

I had barely turned three when my mother moved us out to Arizona, away from both families in order for her to get her degree in Interior Design.

From then on it was a yearly tour.  During summer vacation I would be flown out of our crappy little Tucson apartment to see my father in Chicago who was by that time an Honorary Consulate to Costa Rica and living on the 63rd floor of the Hancock building.  I would be given a page-boy haircut from his guy Gil Ferrer, dressed in some sort of comic velvet outfit with patent shoes, taken on shopping trips, to various museums, concerts and ballets.

Mid-summer I was flown back to Arizona where my grandparents from Idaho would pick me up in their station wagon, tell me I was spoiled and that had a big nose – the velvet and patent discarded for jeans and sneakers — to drive me through the Rockies to Idaho where I would be taken camping, fishing and to the rodeo.  A love of the western United States was instilled in me with each trip through the Rockies.  My uncle was a logger and ranch keeper.  He would fly his airplane into the back country of Idaho to take care of vacation properties or drive his trucks into the mountain to clear trees that were becoming a fire hazard.  All of my mother’s cousins were blue collar workers and smoke jumpers except for one odd-ball astro-physicist who was dubbed the “lazy daydreamer”.  All of them very close to the land and proud to be “pioneer stock”.

As summer came to a close it was back again to Tucson and mom dragging me to design classes or building sites, pow wows, ruins of the lost Anasazi, Paolo Soleri’s Arcosanti and Taliesin’s House of the Future.

The confusion of the social differences was a bummer as a kid.  I mention these experiences now, because like everyone I am reassessing my social/racial E.Q. and I honestly feel that every step of my former education/life experience informs every single movement I make in the air.

At that time the only people of color in Arizona played on the Phoenix Suns basketball team and I was pretty sure I was the only half-Jewish person in the entire state.  I kept my head down most of the time hoping people wouldn’t notice in church.

By middle school I received a scholarship to an international boarding school in Paradise Valley and for the first time felt comfortable in my skin as I was surrounded by foreigners and LA movie Industry refugees.  Suddenly I met kids from LA who proudly wore Jewish star necklaces!  I didn’t have to hide.  My best friends were Thai, Japanese and South African.

That lead me to adventure further, and Junior year I pursued an exchange program in Lyon, France where for the first time in my life I experienced family dinners, family hikes, family discussions after “Apostrophes”, dance festivals, and Jazz Festivals.  It was a beautiful, ideal lifestyle that was completely alien to my teenage American brain.

My mother died of lymphoma while I was in France.  Flown back to my father one last time – on a Concorde flight full of chain-smoking Russian ballet dancers on their way to a tour, choking the entire 4-hour flight.

The last year and a half of high school ended at the United Nations High School in New York City because The UN School was the only school in New York City that would take a student mid semester.  The students and faculty were from all over the world.  My chemistry teacher had the most outrageous and beautiful Egyptian accent. One of my first friends was a beautiful Iranian girl whose family came to the US as refugees when the Shaw of Iran was overthrown.  School in New York City brought new and varied experiences of art and class:  from punk shows at CBGBs to coming out to society parties at The Palace to hanging out in art lofts in Brooklyn that were not easy or safe to get to back then.  The beauty of the school was that it was partially funded by the U.N. and brought all our colors – rich or poor – together under one roof and we celebrated our differences. It was a safe place to discuss our various lives and learn from one another.

Venturing out even further for the first year of college, I left for Tokyo, Japan to study foreign relations at Sophia University. Once again I was surrounded by people who didn’t look like me and didn’t think like me.  By now I was used to it.  Helped a lot when learning the language, but didn’t help with my studies and I dropped out finishing my degree as a Jazz Music performance major at The New School for Social Research: a university founded by holocaust survivors and world renowned for social education.

At The New School the literature classes for jazz students were entirely French and German Existentialism – just to put our young impressionable heads in the right state of mind – and the music courses were taught by a 90% male, African American faculty that had learned jazz on the streets and paid high dues to survive and make it in the music world.  Reggie Workman – a bassist for Coltrane – was one of the department heads and one of my favorite ensemble teachers, Chico Hamilton taught rhythm and improv, Macanda MacIntyre taught ensemble and improv – the staff and guest faculty was full roster of amazing talent who had played with musicians across the spectrum from the Be Bop scene, to World Music, and “Out” Jazz like Albert Ayler or Sun Ra’s Arkestra.

They seemed proud, or maybe bitter, — or maybe a cocktail of both feelings with different proportions depending on the individual — that what they struggled to create with their blood, sweat, heart, and soul could now be bought by young kids who thought they were entitled because they could pay tuition.

Whatever their feelings – the teachers, the greats – worked above and beyond from the bottom of their hearts – to do whatever it took to try and make us understand and pass the creative spirit of the music to us.  I am so grateful to them and feel very lucky to have been taught by people from such different backgrounds than myself.  I can’t understand why anyone would want a homogenous education from people exactly like oneself with exactly the same opinions.

Necessarily harsh at times to the point of what is now seen as “abuse” (** harsh criticism is a necessity for any artist to withstand in order to learn how to defend your creation), I remember being told once that although they could teach us “jazz”, in order to be true to form, we should create our own style and art movement that expressed our own time. 

Hence, when I came upon aerial arts – a field that had no rules, lines or boundaries back then – I decided to jump in.  It was a chance to create something new that spoke to my generation.

In 1992 there were a few traditional circuses formed by circus families, there was Ringling Bros and the Pickle Family Circus that had a few non-circus family outsiders, and Cirque du Soleil was touring Saltimbanco.

Rather than going to Florida or Montreal to chase down rare and difficult tour work, It was more appealing to me to take commissions from companies around the world which gave the opportunity to meet people outside of my field.  Remember back then everything was world of mouth – no social media.

Each corporate event was in a different venue that had to be inspected and researched before designing and installing a piece.  Every corporation had their own mission, goals and interest.   Every job had new challenges, new people, new contracts, new ideas, new insurance policy.

I used to joke that I could predict a successful company or economy by who was hiring me and how extravagant the event was.  When Azerbaijan paid off their debt to the World Bank, I performed at President Aliyev’s New Year’s Eve Extravaganza with a Turkish pop star.  After Abu Dhabi paid off Dubai’s debt for the Burj Khalifa, I found myself performing in Abu Dhabi at a royal wedding.  When Turkey’s economy was booming, suddenly aerialists from New York were sent over to Turkey.  Shortly after came the flood of aerialists exported to China.  Certain companies I worked for would hire me because they had extra money they needed to burn before tax time.  Other companies hired me because things were looking dim, but they wanted to put on a good face for shareholders.

2006 was the most lucrative year ever – 2008 was pretty dim. 2001 after 9-11 was dead.

In the early 2000s some of my greatest supporters and inspirations were professional athletes and the hip-hop world.  (Puff Daddy hired me/others for so many of his events).  The hip hop and pro-athlete communities seemed like the only ones who understood all the work we put into the shows and how much effort it took physically and mentally.  To this day I am still grateful for just that little bit of empathy they gave.  One of my first press features was teaching an editor of Honey Magazine.  (I don’t think this publication still exists but it was similar to Ebony, only for women). The premise of her article was to try anything even though you might fail, but I was unhappy that her formula was to end everything, every article with failure. She was so strong and talented but wouldn’t follow through to the end of the skill, no matter how much I encouraged her so she could continue her editorial formula.  Today I wonder if she wanted to highlight her greatest strength as being perseverance to keep trying new things in a world with many walls.

And now it is 2020: Aerial Arts has come into its own and every millennial is not only familiar with Aerial Arts, they probably take it as a recreational class at their local gym in just about any small town or large city anywhere in the world.

I believe that New York City and California had a lot to do with spreading the aerial arts because of the money available for tours and events, and I’m very proud to have been one of the ones to pave the way and watch it grow.   I might be slightly jealous of all the resources available now:  youtube, IG, Facebook, THE INTERNET, apparatus makers, schools, gyms, teaching certifications, liability insurance choices!!!  There are SO MANY MATS!!!! (But people fall more than ever before and there still isn’t a union.) Now a performer can put all their time into learning and practicing execution without worrying about creation and production.

 Today there are many reasons to pursue Aerial Arts as a career. This essay is twenty years too late.  Aerial arts remain one of the most inspiring of performing arts – everyone dreams of flying and performing arts matter more than ever now.

This is the story of my journey through arts and hopefully it helps to demonstrate that Arts and Culture are not just entertainment:  It is proven that the Arts have a profound impact on human nature — spreading tolerance, increasing civic engagement and boosting the mental health of participants and viewers.  According to Americans for the Arts, high-school students who have participated in the Arts are 40%more likely to have friends from different racial groups and 29%less likely to feel that it is “okay” to make a racist remark.

The Kennedy Center was one of my favorite places to perform because of the fantastic inscriptions from John F. Kennedy above the doors:

“I look forward to an America which will reward achievement in the Arts as we reward achievement in business and statecraft.  I look forward to an America which will steadily raise the standards of artistic accomplishment and which will steadily enlarge cultural opportunities for all our citizens.  And I look forward to an America which commands respect throughout the world not only for its strength but for its civilization as well.” 

I still look forward to that America.  Unfortunately, we killed this president.

Save the Arts and the Arts will save us in more ways than one.

July 8, 2020

Why I chose Aerial Arts as a career and how I became a professional Aerial Artist. PART II of III


NOTE: If you are only interested in my circus training background, please go to the main menu and navigate to the page “EQ P2Artist’s Statement”.

After college, my first job in 1995 was at The International Rescue Committee, a non-governmental agency that sent assistance to countries in humanitarian crises. I was a very idealistic assistant in the Human Resources Department. It was during the time of the genocides in Rwanda and Croatia.  People were getting machetes in the face, children were marching with guns, and hidden land mines were blowing limbs everywhere.   I joyfully did a ton of filing while also creating a computer database, made sure employees had the right insurance, advance medical care, vaccines and visas for overseas. I spent a lot of time standing in line at embassies procuring visas as this was before the internet became a thing. I did everything I could to send fieldworkers out into the world to help. The fieldworkers would come back worn out and injured.  As much as I admired IRC for helping and was proud to even be a very small part of what they did, after a couple of years I became bitter at the state of human rights and frustrated with only treating what I saw as the “symptoms”.  (Note: Refugee Assistance Methods have since changed since 1995)

Taking a what I considered a dada-ist approach – seeing the ridiculous and unobtainable as the most crucial part of life and therefore the absurdity of existence to be the only truthful path, I quit and joined the circus to aim inspiration straight to the heart of humans to treat what I saw as the actual disease.  Self-expression through art and culture was the only way to find love and respect with someone who looked, acted and thought differently than myself.

How did I become an Aerial Artist?

  • I had already taken way too many ballet classes from the time I was 5 to 18
  • While in college in New York I met a Ukrainian coach who worked with Big Apple Circus
  • I had no parental guidance
  • I was in my impressionable twenties, had a death wish, and was seeking attention
  • After training for 3 months, my coach started booking me with her circus contacts (there weren’t many aerialists around in the early nineties)

To be continued in Part III “The long answer”……….

July 1, 2020

What is an Aerial Artist? Part I of III

What exactly is an aerial artist?  Although it has grown into a full-grown trend, there are still many people who aren’t completely familiar with the term.

In the present day, even Yale has an aerial program and defines  “Aerial Acrobatics” as any performance that takes place from a suspended apparatus such as a trapeze or a silk.  I would add a little science to that by saying there is usually a fulcrum of some kind, and the artist must use gravity and momentum to create or control the movement of the apparatus.  I see dance as incomparable to aerial arts because even though the aerial movement is usually choreographed and graceful like a dance, the threat of death is not always present whilst dancing on a stage, however it is always present when performing above the stage.

I once trained with a former Cirque du Soleil aerialist who had to retire because of terrible PTSD from the fright of her many shows:  Every time she went upside down on the trapeze she would begin to scream uncontrollably. She could no longer demonstrate on the apparatus but was still a good coach.  I feel the eminent danger is too easily forgotten when you describe aerial arts as dance.

Coming from the old days before there was a law about using a mat or safety device when performing above 20 feet in New York City, most performances were 15 to 30 feet off the ground. In my opinion a good aerial performance needs at least 10 feet of clearance under the performer’s feet or a lifting device to raise the performer from the ground to trim height or both.  This requires a ceiling or trim height of at the very least, 18 feet.

The question of “What is an aerial artist?” is often followed by a statement about wanting to try pole dancing.  Considering the definition of aerial arts – pole dancing is about as far opposite from aerial arts as you can get.  The pole is not suspended above the stage.  It does not move from a fulcrum and is not controlled by gravity or force. I respect the way pole dancing has grown over the last few years and there are some incredible pole dancers out there but I have never tried it myself.

This is Part I of a three part blog on why I became an aerial artist.  To be continued…

May 30, 2020

Forearm Stand vs The Handstand

Handstands are a useful way to strengthen and stretch, and they balance out excessive hanging if you are a climber or aerial artist.
Forearm stands (or scorpion or Pincha Mayurasana in yoga) are also a useful way to strengthen the shoulder girdle, require more work on flexibility, and are safer in my opinion, because your head is only 2 or 3 inches off the ground.

If you are an enthusiastic handstand learner following an app or something while self-isolating at home, please consider learning a forearm stand first until you can be in a room with a coach to spot you.

These days people are mad about acroyoga, and handstands. This is fantastic!! — except that we are presently in lockdown at home and people are trying to do this without a coach present to spot and guide them.

I just paused to go to youtube and search “handstand fail” – as I thought there are many compilations trending.

Think about it: you’re home alone. Do you want to be upside down doing a handstand with your head almost 2 feet off the ground? You have two joints – elbow and shoulder –that can bend or collapse leading to a broken collarbone or worse.

–Pausing to google handstand broken collarbone –yup a few blogs.

When you do a forearm stand you might get a bump on your head if your muscles give but it’s doubtful you would be able to attempt a forearm stand without stretching and strengthening your arms properly anyway so it’s a win win situation.

When I started teaching machine pilates I became interested in combining the pilates choreography with a lot of hanging on the Cadillac, and handstands/grasshoppers on the barrel as a way to straighten s curves in the spine and increase shoulder flexibility. In fact, it became my obsession. Every time I saw tight shoulders and or an s curve I got super excited because I knew people would feel so much better after practicing. Now while working with people on zoom where I have no pilates machines or way to spot I’ve had to adjust. Handstanding is such a good way to strengthen the shoulders and core, but until someone is strong enough, it is a lot less daunting – as well as less-dangerous – to kick up to a forearm stand than a handstand.

In all fairness – I was never a gymnast by trade and never really desired to do a handstand, believing that forearm stands are way cooler. I have only been able to do a handstand press away from the wall for about 6 weeks of my life when I was training with Ivo Georgiev, a crazy but genius Romanian coach. I have been handstand-spotted by countless coaches in my lifetime, but when Ivo would spot me in a class, somehow I magically had the ability to handstand press on my own for a short time, but it would wear off after a week and I would have to go back again to recharge the power of spell or hypnosis or whatever you want to call it. Talk to Françoise of Hybrid Movement Company and she can tell you many Ivo stories….

***My favorite memory of a forearm-stand was at a Jivamukti Yoga class that Sharon was teaching back at their old 2nd Avenue studio. It was warm. We were all in forearm stands next to the wall. I felt both my feet comfortably resting on my head, took a deep breath, looked over and smiled to my right where Willam Defoe was sweating in a sexy way, feet on the wall, and perhaps struggling a bit trying to hold the position. It was the best memory I have of a yoga class. Thinking nothing would ever top it I didn’t return to yoga class for years after. ***

Sorry for the self-indulgent digression; In closing, please kids – Don’t handstand by yourself unless you absolutely know what you are doing. Stretch your shoulders until you can do a forearm stand first. And be wary of any app that says it can teach you to do a handstand just from watching their videos on your iphone.

With love from Canberra, Amanda

May 12, 2020

The Best and Worst Things About Fitness Videos

Good things about 10 minute exercise videos:

Repetition:   Repeating the same balanced movements on a regular basis is a great way for your muscles and nerves to learn something well.

Convenience:  They are available for a 10 to 20 minute workout when you have an open window of time at any time of day.

Beauty:   The videos are generally shot well with people who are very pleasant to look at.

No pressure:  No one to judge you, so you are more confident just naturally emulating the movement on the screen.  If you want to complain, no one can hear you.

Control:   You choose what you feel like doing.  And you can stop any time!  If something hurts, you can just take a break without someone forcing you to do something uncomfortable.

No Brainer:  If you’ve been focusing hard all day, sometimes you need a break and just want to sweat.

Variety:  There are thousands upon thousands of exercise videos from all over the world now!

Exercise videos are SOOOO much better than doing nothing!  I love them and encourage you to find good ones.  (Please share when you do)

Bad things about exercise videos:

Repetition:   Repeating the same movements on a regular basis can create imbalances if you aren’t careful.

Eg:  doing a 10 minute ab video 4 times a week without stretching afterwards or doing back exercises in between can cause tightness in the lower back and shoulders.  Only working the larger muscles in your butt and thighs and not your calves and feet can lead to injury and gait issues.   Same goes to front of your legs vs back of your legs and inner thighs.  Men only doing chest workouts might find their posture and shoulder flexibility suffers. 

Accountability:   If you miss a day you think it’s no big deal because you can get the workout in any time.  And then you don’t….

No one is watching:   Everyone’s body is different.  In a pre-recorded video there is no one around to tell you when you are moving in a way that might cause injury to your uniquely beautiful set of bones, joints and muscles.

No brainer=No Focus:   If you are doing a complicated movement, it is good to focus on what you are doing and a good trainer brings you back to the now when it’s important and distracts you during discomfort so you can get through to the end of a session.

Too much variety:   The same face might get dull after a bit, but when you have a coach that knows your body and your mind unlike a video, they should be able to give you a well-balanced palate of new and old exercises for your uniquely beautiful set of joints and muscles

A pre-recorded video doesn’t care:   A live human should offer a balance of repetition and variety.  They should  challenge you when necessary, or give you a sense of comfort and empowerment when necessary, motivate you to reach your best potential for your own uniquely beautiful mind and body, and ultimately encourage you to find your own independent wellness path.

May 6, 2020

Backyard Chickens

Today I shoveled three wheelbarrows of chicken sh*t from the coop to compost.  It’s not something I imagined myself doing at this stage of my life.  It wasn’t pleasant, but the hens are such sweethearts I rolled up my sleeves and shoveled away happily – feeling satisfied that by next year the compost would be mixed with soil making the vegetables grow very nicely and feeling proud that I was able to find more chooks in April when they are so scarce during quarantine and self-isolation times.

Canberra has tons of backyard chickens!  Who knew? It’s not what I imagined in a nation’s capital – it is so much better!

The only previous experience with chickens is through my girlfriend in Oakland, CA who keeps a magic garden I forever idolize that even includes a beehive, and an annoying rooster that lived somewhere in my neighborhood of Takanawa, Tokyo, Japan back in my college days.

One of my favorite things about Canberra is that even though it’s the capital city, many people keep gardens, compost bins, and raise back yard hens.  Trees and native plants are everywhere.  It’s not uncommon to see a kangaroo or wallaby hopping through; Rosella parrots eat the fruit off your trees, magpies eat out of your hands, and gangs of cockatoos regularly race through screaming at the top of their lungs, tearing up the trees.

When I arrived here in March, my partner M had three chickens – Flossie, Agnes and Dame Edith.  They were funny and great company – loved yogurt and happy to jump for it.  The magpies and chickens vied for attention and had some hilarious interactions.  On some afternoons we would let the chickens run around the garden while we were working there. Every day they would lay fresh, delicious eggs.  If you crack one open beside a store-bought egg you can immediately see the difference in the whites.

At night they slept in a house that was in a fenced area secured with bricks along the perimeter and a fenced-in roof.   We didn’t lock them in their house at night because we thought the pen was safe from predators.

One morning we woke up to find a bunch of scattered feathers, one single wing that had belonged to Flossy and two headless hen bodies of Agnes and Dame.  It was brutal.  Nature is so real!  We buried the remains immediately to ensure the fox didn’t come back for them and checked the pen.  Apparently, the fox had found a weakness in the ceiling and had widened a small hole in the wire connection where it could enter the coop.  We felt terrible.  It was a gloomy, cold, sad morning.

The next morning when we went out to the garden, we found an angry magpie in the coop.  He had found the new rip in the ceiling and became trapped when he couldn’t see his way out.  We opened the door of the pen and he grumpily waddled out, glaring at us as if to say we failed the hens.  We repaired the entire ceiling and fence that day, installed fox lights and made sure the door of the hen house could close and lock securely – magpies gathered around watching as we worked.

Because there is currently a chook (teenage hen) shortage in Canberra due to Covid-19 panic and many new people pursuing a self-sufficient lifestyle, it took time and research to find one woman – R, who had become a sort of “hen broker” in the area.  She knew of farms around the country and had people in different areas pledge chooks to her to sell after putting a mysterious ad on Gumtree along with a blog on why you should hand-feed your hens.  We sent emails and texts to get on her waiting list. After three weeks of no contact we had all but given up, when one Thursday evening at 7:30pm we received the text, “Your chooks are ready.  How early can you pick them up in the morning?!”  We agreed to come at 7:30am the next day.

Arriving to her home with a box lined with straw in the bottom, we waited eagerly for R and her husband to appear.  Expecting to be shown a coop where we might pick and choose, we were surprised to see R to come out holding one small bird to drop in the box.  Next her husband came and opened the door of a minivan to pull out another hen to place in the box.  He turned again to fish a bird out of their Mercedes.  We found that they had ordered 450 chooks from various places and they would arrive in batches.  Hens don’t always get along and have to be separated.  They must have had birds everywhere!  The little one has tried a bunch of times to follow us out of the pen and we suspect she may have been a house bird for a while. A week later, they seem happy and healthy and have established a pecking order.

Everyone I meet in Canberra – which is not many given everyone is in isolation – ask if I am bored here after living in New York City for so long.  I can’t understand it.  How could I possibly be bored in a place where everyone is so lovely?  I am very grateful to occasionally shovel chicken sh*t in Canberra rather than the daily heaps of bullsh*t of New York City.

APRIL 25, 2020
Props to Assist with Stretching

Stretching is a movement that can be done on its own any time any place without purchasing anything!  Not having props is not an excuse not to stretch.  However, if you find you are enjoying stretching and want to add some extra life or get a little help improving form, (by request from some of the people I work with) the following are a few items that can be of assistance:

*Note:  Amazon has become a maze of new stores.  I have gone through tons of selections on the site and made these choices based on fastest delivery although some of these picks may not be the cheapest and some have delivery fees attached.  

Two Yoga Blocks can be used on either side under your hands when doing the splits to help square off the hips and hold for longer.  Yoga blocks can also be used under the sacrum for extra hip flexor action or under the chest when beginning chest opening and upper back stretches.  Substitute by using thick books.

A 36″ long roller can be used under the spine lengthwise or under the shoulder blades or sacrum during stretches and abdominal work.  It can also be used for massage and a multitude of additional exercises.  You can also just lie on it lengthwise for a nice pec release for pure relaxation.

A yoga strap can be useful for getting those hard to reach places.  However, this can easily be replaced with a hand towel or a rope so it’s not my first choice of prop to purchase.

Light Resistance tubing with handles or resistance bands can be used with dynamic stretches.

Loop Resistance Bands can be used for foot exercises and foot stretches.

So there you have it!  Some useful tools if you love stretching and want to take it a step further.  Whether or not you have these things I expect to see you Tuesday, Thursday and Sunday at 4:30 PST or 7:30 EST for our regular zoom stretching sessions.  🙂

APRIL 24, 2020

The Pilates Teaser or Gymnastic V-UP

Joseph Pilates doing Teaser warm up on the Cadillac

Joseph Pilates doing Teaser warm up on the Cadillac

Joseph Pilates doing "Teaser"

Joseph Pilates doing “Teaser”

The Pilates Teaser is also known as the gymnastics V-UP and is one of the best core exercises you can do as well as a good stretch for your hamstrings.  It mustn’t be left out of a workout!

For those new to the teaser try attaching some tubing to your big toes and lifting the arms overhead to stretch the shoulders emulating the Pilates Cadillac and also giving you a bit of help getting up to position!  Not to mention it gives your toes and feet a workout as you point them.

Teaser variation with light resistance tubing

Teaser variation with light resistance tubing

"Elbow Up" created by pitching coach Tom House

“Elbow Up” created by pitching coach Tom House

Another exercise I like to add when teaching teaser for the first time is the “Elbow Up”.  Press back with your elbows to use your shoulders and back to help your abs lift. It forces you to use correct form and improves posture.  It is one of my favorite exercises from the Tom house book “Fit to Pitch” from back in the days before the multitudes of circus schools.  I used to have to look to pitching coaches for shoulder advice.  Although pitching is a much more ballistic movement than hanging, pitchers still need shoulder mobility and core strength, and the psychology of being out on the mount by yourself is similar to hanging for your life all by yourself.

**Side note:  Another inspiration for teaser with tubing came from when I took an Advanced Cadillac workshop with Bob Liekens:  He made me do 10 arm raises overhead with the fairly heavy springs of the pilates rolldown bar while I was in a seated position.  I thought for sure I would hurt my neck, but it turned out to be the best shoulder release I had experienced in a while.  Now I’m obsessed with sprung straight elbow arm raises for the rest of time.

APRIL 16, 2020

Rockitaerials Wellness Blog: 14 Cocktails for 14 Days of Quarantine



When I performed regularly having a drink was rarely an option.  It messed with my muscle memory.  When technical directing, work never ended and as I was in charge of everyone’s safety I couldn’t ever drink alcohol.

I think that’s why it was such a treat to enjoy a drink after work with friends once I started rigging full-time.  One of the best instances was after a long, ten-hour day moving motors and truss at the Park Avenue Armory, working for Pucci, the best crew chief at BNW.

Exhausted afterward, I had a date with my partner M for dinner at his home.  He met me at the door shaking a cocktail shaker.  The piercing high-pitched crackles of the ice hitting the sides of the metal shaker instantly distracted whatever thoughts had previously existed in my head moments before as I rang his doorbell with heavy shoulders. He poured me some kind of rum drink that he had infused with fresh cut herbs from his balcony garden.

It was the best pick-me-up for the end of the day, and the shaken herbal cocktail became a little pampering ritual for each other at the end of challenging days.

And so it was that when quarantined together last month in Canberra – M working in his home office, and me giving fitness sessions in various places around the house, the cocktail shaker would pronounce the end of the day and was a great way to call him out of the office and reconnect.  I think it’s a fun transition from day to night as long as you don’t overdo it!

A cocktail takes more time and love to make than sitting down with a bottle of wine or opening a beer.

Tips for “healthy” cocktails:

Include fresh cut herbs

Make your own syrups with less and or alternate sugar

Stick with “low sugar alcohols” like vodka, tequilla, gin, rum…

Muddle gently

Shake vigorously!

Here are the cocktails that took us through the 14 days of quarantine:


Mexican Luau

Mexican Luau

Tequila with a splash of pineapple juice and soda water.  Garnish with Basil.  I created this years ago because margaritas were tooooo sweet!


Lavender Rosemary Vodka Cocktail Inspired by Jude

Lavender Rosemary Vodka Cocktail Inspired by Jude

Boil a couple springs of lavender in 1 1/2 cups of water and a tablespoon or two of coconut sugar to make lavender syrup (can be stored for a week) repeat with rosemary sprigs.  Muddle more rosemary in the bottom of the shaker with 3oz vodka and a bit of lemon juice.  Add 1/2 oz of rosemary and lavender syrups.  Shake with ice.  Pour into glasses and top off with soda water.  Garnish with lavender flower.


Pink Negroni and Half full Negroni

Pink Negroni and Half full Negroni

A Negroni is equal parts Campari, Gin, and Vermouth.  It’s a bit too hard core for me so for myself I made a pink Negroni minus the Lillet: 2oz Gin, 1oz Campari, a splash of white wine, 2 dashes of bitters.  Shake well.  Garnish with Tarragon sprig


Muddle 20 leaves of mint with 3OZ white rum and juice of one lime.  Shake with ice.  Pour into rock glass.  Top off glass with soda water and garnish with mint sprig.


Orange Mojito

Orange Mojito

Muddle 20 leaves of mint with 3oz white rum and juice of one lime.  Add juice of one orange.  Shake with ice.  Top off glass with soda water and garnish with mint sprig.


Basil Pineapple Limeade Mocktail

Basil Pineapple Limeade Mocktail

Muddle a handful of basil leaves and a few mint leaves with the juice of one lime.  Add 1 1/2 cups of pineapple juice and shake.  Pour into glasses and top off with soda water.


Rosemary Vodka Spritz

Rosemary Vodka Spritz

Muddle some fresh rosemary with the juice of 1/2 lemon, 2 oz vodka and 1/2 oz homemade rosemary syrup (boiled water, fresh rosemary, and a little coconut sugar to taste).  Shake well and pour over ice.  Top off with soda water.  Garnish with rosemary sprig.


(Not Pictured). 2oz gin, 4 to 5 oz tonic water.  Pour over ice and garnish with lime.


Rosemary Gin Fizz

Rosemary Gin Fizz

Muddle a couple of sprigs of rosemary with juice of 1/2 lemon and a bit of coconut sugar.  Add 2-3oz of gin and shake.  Pour into glass, top off with soda water and garnish with lemon and rosemary.  For extra rosemary flavor add the homemade rosemary syrup I mentioned in the lavender rosemary cocktail above.


Lemongrass Gin Spritz

Lemongrass Gin Spritz

I cheated a little on this one:  Muddled  a couple ends of lemongrass with juice of half a lemon, added 3 oz gin and shook.  After pouring the mix over rocks I added 5 oz of Coles Tangerine, Bergamot, Lemongrass soda water and garnished with the top of the lemongrass stalk.


The Italian Margarita

The Italian Margarita

Mix 2oz tequila, 1 oz Campari and the juice of one orange and shake with ice.  Pour into martini glass and garnish.


Tequilla Moscow Mule

Tequilla Moscow Mule

Muddle some mint and fresh ginger with 2 oz tequila and juice of one lime.  Shake with ice.  Pour into rock glass and top off with ginger beer – so refreshing!  Garnish with lime and mint.


Lavender Elderflower Martini

Lavender Elderflower Martini

Mix 2 oz gin, 1/2oz elderflower liqueur, 1/2 oz homemade lavender syrup (see lavender rosemary vodka recipe above) and the juice of 1/2 lemon in a cocktail shaker with ice and pour into a martini glass.  Garnish with a lavender flower.

I hope this gives you some ideas to make quarantine a little more fun and more incentive to grow your own herbs at home if you don’t already!  I’m including two links below for your best cocktail friend -the muddler- and home herb garden starters.  If you scroll down to my very first blog here, there are tips to growing an herb garden at home.  It is the best!

APRIL 16, 2020

Today I made VEGAN YOGURT!

Homemade Coconut Yogurt!

Homemade Coconut Yogurt!

My grandmother used to make her own yogurt all the time.  I never understood why, but after finally succeeding in my first good batch of yogurt I have to say it was extremely satisfying.  I cultivated my own beneficial bacteria! It made me feel a little more in control during this time of out of control virus.  

The yogurt recipe blogs all say that it’s easy.  It’s actually not so easy.  It took me three attempts before I finally got it down which means this first batch of coconut yogurt cost me around $30, when a small tub of coconut yogurt at Whole Foods would cost $5 to $10.

The first blog I read said to buy canned coconut milk, agar agar and probiotics.  I was to heat the coconut milk, add the agar agar to thicken it (didn’t work) and add 4 capsules of the probiotic.  Then I was supposed to heat a few cups of water to place in a small cooler that would keep the batch of milk nice and warm for 16 to 24 hours. The blog author didn’t mention that not all canned coconut milk is created equal, and some probiotic capsules contain prebiotics as well as probiotics which will totally mess up your yogurt.

My second attempt I used another can of coconut milk with 2 tablespoons of store-bought coconut yogurt rather than the probiotic capsules.  This one also failed, as well as turned slightly pink which is a big danger sign if you are making yogurt.  I had to throw it out.

The third time, I watched a youtube video from the Minimalist Baker where she explained that not all canned coconut milk is created equal.  You must find one that works for you.  She said that the Trader Joe’s Coconut milk was the most unreliable.

This time I mixed two tablespoons of coconut yogurt with one can of coconut cream.  I poured it into a very clean container that I placed in a small cooler with warmed water to keep the mixture nice and warm for 24 hours.

IT WORKED!  I had delicious coconut yogurt that I made myself! Tangy and Coco-nutty.  Next time I will leave the mix for a few hours longer for extra tanginess.  I have also since bought a vegan yogurt starter kit at the health food store in case I forget to save a little of my old yogurt to restart the next batch.

If you like coconut yogurt you should try making it – take control by creating your own beneficial bacteria! (I recommend making a batch of chia coconut pudding the first time you try the yogurt just in case it takes you more than one attempt to get it right).

Good luck!

PS:  After writing this I realized that I don’t know the difference between bacteria and viruses.  I googled it and found this great article!  https://www.insider.com/what-is-the-difference-between-bacteria-and-virus%3famp

APRIL 15, 2020


It’s been a fun journey into online private training sessions the last three weeks.  I’m very meticulous about light physical cuing and spotting to encourage better form, so watching someone on a tiny screen and being limited in my corrections has been a new challenge.  Coming up with exercises to replace the ones I know and love on Pilates machines has also been new and interesting.

By using cording of different strengths you can easily simulate Cadillac leg spring and arm spring choreography.  Also reformer rowing exercises, and many of the different pilates arm exercises like chest expansion.  For those who miss machine pilates and can’t afford their own equipment I recommend a set of cords.

I looked on amazon for a few good links, but it is a maze of very new Chinese stores with reviews that look fake.  After filtering for only Amazon Prime items, I found a few cords that are in stock and have put the links here.  I also included a link for a couple of sets that look interesting and are from a Chinese store, but will probably be fine.  They will just take longer to arrive.

If you are buying from another store, I would recommend getting three thicknesses:  very light for rotator cuff, pretty heavy for leg springs, and a medium for abs.  You want tubing that is 4 to 5 feet long.  If you buy a set, look for handles that have a carabiner that is strong but easy to change.  A door anchor can be helpful but is not absolutely necessary.

APRIL 3, 2020


Hello!  I’m just finishing up day 14 of my two-week quarantine in time for enforced self-isolation here in Canberra. I can at least go to the grocery store and maybe even get a flat-white at a café drive through.

Because I admitted that I grew up in the Southwest United States, my partner M thinks that means I know how to make chili.  I grew up hating beans and have never made a bowl of chili in my life.  Thanks to google I discovered that Texas-Style chili doesn’t contain beans, gave chili a chance, and made my first pot yesterday.


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We started the evening with a Tequila Moscow Mule, continued to the homemade turkey chili eaten while listening to Blackfoot “Strikes” full-album and finished off with The ZZ Top Documentary, “That lil ol’ band from Texas”.

The evening was so much fun, I now have a chili category on my Pintarest (and am committed to making at least three more different versions in the coming month.

Tomorrow we are going Italian with an Italian Margarita (We still have compari, but we are out of gin, so tequila it is).

Cocktail hour will include Negronis wihh Rossini Barber of Seville in the Background and dinner will be Gnocci with Turkey Ragu followed by the Ron Howard documentary on “Pavoratti” which made me smile for an entire two hours when I saw it the first time at the Paris Theater.

Friday night is normally when you can visit museums for free in New York City.  Although they are all closed due to Covid-19, there are some FANTASTIC FREE AUDIO TOURS online.

I just listened to the Met Breuer Architecture audio tour for the first time today while googling images of the museum and thoroughly enjoyed it.


MoMa has an excellent app you can download for free and get all of their current collection tours with images of the artworks as well as guided tours of the highlights of their permanent collection.  Fabulous ipad-viewing adventure waiting to unfold.

The Whitney Vida Americana exhibition was excellent and very “now” as is their Audio Tour:


I tried to find audio guides for The British Museum, Prado, Reina Sofia, and Uffizi, but their apps are all more complicated and require registration as well as a fee.

The free app “smARTifyhas captioned images of artworks currently exhibited at many European museums like “The Clash: London Calling” now at the London Museum, but I was unable to find an audio guided tour.

These are my recommended mental escapes!  I hope one of them will work for you.

APRIL 2, 2020


Scones with homemade whipped cream and homemade current jam.

Scones with homemade whipped cream and homemade current jam.

I am a New Yorker quarantined in Canberra:

Well – I’m quarantined in a home – with a large garden – in Canberra.  It’s day twelve.

To be fair – I’m not really from New York.  I grew up in the southwest of America and moved to New York City to get my university degree.

Canberra (for my New Yorker friends who don’t know much about geography outside the tri-state area) is the Capital city of Australia. It lies within the Australian Capital Territory (ACT) which is in New South Wales – much like Washington DC is within the state of Virginia.   Sydney is a three-hour drive to the north and Melbourne is seven hours to the south.

I came here because my partner M and I wanted to be together during this Covid-19 isolation time.  On our first date a little over a year ago I asked him if he thought the apocalypse would come in the form of robots, humans or nature.  He responded, “What about aliens?”

Fearing we would be separated for months, I panicked when things were coming to a head a couple of weeks ago and jumped on a plane, slipping in 24 hours before Australia shut the doors to non-residents.  Please forgive me Australia – It was for love.

The neighborhood where I live in New York is surrounded on all sides by world markets, farmers markets and grocery stores.  Eataly is five minutes away.  Kalustyan’s is five minutes away.  A great Japanese market is ten minutes away.  Union Square Market is fifteen minutes away.  Trader Joes and Whole Foods are 10 minutes away.  To prepare dinner I normally decide the same day what kind of protein/food style I want and pair it with fresh veggies from the market.  It doesn’t take much thought. Everything is available at my fingertips.

Since I’ve been in this house in Canberra with M – I am faced with the opposite challenge: limitation.  It’s the best thing ever!  We can’t go out at all, but his home is surrounded by herbal gardens, lettuce, radishes, rhubarb and string beans for now (after the bushfires that’s pretty good). Inside he stocked up on random items for the two of us just before I arrived.  The pantry was full of grains, beans, rice noodles and spices. The freezer was stocked with frozen berries and meat pies (he’s Aussi)  The refrigerator had protein, the counter had fresh fruit and lots of citrus, and the chickens in the coop were just starting to lay eggs. My favorite two random items turned out to be plantains and bok choi.  They happened to be on sale last week.

Every meal since I have been here has required thought, planning and a lot of creativity. What followed was better than the selection at local restaurants if we were allowed to leave the house.  Plantains are something I have never cooked and now they are my favorite thing to add to a meal because of their versatility.  Bok choi was the best when sautéed with ginger and the rice noodles with day two of any protein.

This blog series is intended to be about some of the lifestyle lessons I’ve learned since arrival. (Like weeding; I know how to weed now!)  I hope that maybe all this self-isolation will turn me and us all into self-sufficient, thrifty, conservationists, creative chefs and indoor fitness enthusiasts.  My Idahoan grandmother lived through the depression, polio, and World War II.  She made everything from scratch – yogurt, sourdough bread, clothing….  It was beautiful – a lost art that seems to be slowly returning.

So today I made scones because we couldn’t go out to buy them – no big deal for some, but it made me very happy.   Maybe it will brighten your day as well.

They are remarkably easy to make yet I have never attempted to make them in my life.  It took under 30 minutes.  If I can make them, anybody can make them and succeed.

Maybe you think that scones aren’t an appropriate food for someone in fitness to be pushing because they contain butter and wheat.  Although I am very wheat-sensitive in America and prefer to eat gluten free when there, the wheat in Australia doesn’t bother me.  Scones are a beautiful simple food that can be made with no added sugar and just three ingredients:

Self-raising flour,

Butter and


That’s it!  Very healthy in my opinion.  Simple is good. If you haven’t read Michal Pollen’s “In Defense of Food”, I highly recommend it.  The simpler a food is, with 5 or fewer ingredients, the better off you are.  All of the processed food and weird flavorings we consume these days are waaay too complicated for our system to handle.

The first time I made scones I forgot to brush the tops with milk, they didn’t brown and looked a little peaked, but tasted fantastic.  The second batch came out much better.  We had them in the afternoon with tea and the next day I made egg sandwiches (sorry – the American in me still relates scones to biscuits).

I recommend this recipe: it only takes 30 minutes to prep and bake:

1st batch of scones.  I forgot to brush the tops with milk.

1st batch of scones. I forgot to brush the tops with milk.

2nd Batch of scones.

2nd Batch of scones.

Basic scone Ingredients:

  • 2 1/2 cup self-raising flour
  • 60 gram cold butter, chopped
  • 3/4 cup cold milk, plus extra to glaze

Basic scone Method:

Preheat oven to 200°C (180°C fan-forced). Grease and line a baking tray with baking paper. Sift into a large bowl. Rub in butter with your hands to make fine crumbs.

Make a well in centre; add milk. With a wooden spoon and hands, mix until a soft dough forms, adding 1-2 tablespoons more milk if needed. Turn out dough onto a lightly floured surface. Knead briefly until smooth, then shape into a 2cm-thick round.

Cut 5.5 cm rounds from dough. Place scones side by side on prepared tray. Brush tops with extra milk to glaze. Bake for 12-15 minutes or until golden and well risen. Serve scones with jam and cream.

For a gluten free option just replace the self raising flour in the recipe with gluten free flour:

Two teaspoons baking powder, and a pinch of salt.

I highly recommend fresh baked scones during self-isolation as an easy way to lift your spirits.  Give them a try and let me know what you think!

To be continued….

MARCH 30, 2020

Rockitaerials Wellness Blog: A Kettlebell is the perfect Home Gym for a Woman in Isolation

Woman with Kettlebell!


I’m a big fan of working smart, not hard.

The Russian Kettlebell has been around since the 17thcentury and remains the ultimate tool for all-around fitness.  Many people associate kettlebells with cross-fit training because kettlebells utilize power-lifting techniques like the snatch, clean and jerk but I assure you this is not an extreme sport.  A kettlebell swing engages the entire body at once in a functional manner – working strength, cardiovascular sytem, and flexibility.

Back in 2004 when I was just starting out as a Pilates instructor, one of the fitness managers at a gym where I worked convinced me to sign up for the new kettlebell concepts kettlebell certification saying it would be great for my aerial arts as an effective core and grip training technique.  Always one to avoid weight-training as a “really dull movement form”, I was dubious at first, but have sworn by them ever since that weekend.

Unlike a dumbbell where the weight is distributed evenly in your hand, a kettlebell puts the weight about 4 inches outside your hand which adds to the neuromuscular challenge of the swing.

On days when I can’t run due to weather or parks being closed during Covid-19 quarantine, I can do 3 sets of a double or single arm swing, 3 sets overhead push-press (with a deeper squat if I need more glute challenge) 30 or 40 Russian Twists, a few kettlebell assisted sit ups and some skull crushers for my triceps.  Maybe 20 minutes and DONE.  Add another 10 minutes to stretch and I feel great.

One tool to work your entire body, including lungs.

How do you choose what size?

Do you want bulk or do you want to scale down?  Are you building muscle or prefer to burn muscle with cardio?

At a gym they will recommend the heaviest kettlebell you can handle because they want you to get the feeling of momentum:  To initiate the kettlebell swing with the power of your legs rather than just lifting the kettlebell with your arms.

If you focus on thinking of the kettlebell as a wrecking ball that swings rather than something you lift straight up I believe you can figure this out on your own even with a lighter weight.

If you weigh under 150 and don’t want bulk, a 4kg kettlebell works wonders.  If you are over 150 and have no current shoulder or back injuries 8Kg Kettlebell might be the way to go.  You know your own body and what feels good.

One warm up to help get the feeling of pushing the weight up with your hips rather than lifting with your hands:

(A few ankle and knee circles as a warm-up always a good idea before any jump btw)

With your feet shoulder-width apart, do ten regular squats.

Next do ten squat jumps.

(A little disclaimer – some sites make squat jumps look really complicated and dangerous, other training sites would make you do 30 of them like they are no big deal.  I believe they are somewhere in between – everyone knows how to jump – but be smart about it and if you have a hip, knee, or foot injury perhaps jumping isn’t the right exercise for you at this moment.  Definitely be focused, and take a look in the mirror at where your feet and knees are placed before starting)

When you are doing your arm swings with the kettlebell, you want the feeling of that explosive movement in your thighs that comes with the squat jump.  Abs should be engaged.  Even though your feet will not be leaving the ground during a kettlebell swing, you want your hips to thrust forward quickly to initiate the swing.

There ya go.  My two cents.

I recommend one or two personal online sessions just to get going and ensure you are using proper technique.  After you have the basics you can easily do it on your own any time of day to a prerecorded video or in a group setting and you will LOVE the results!

MARCH 27, 2020

Indoor Herb Garden

Indoor Herb Garden


Why are herb gardens better than pets in NYC?  They smell good, you don’t have to walk them every morning, and you can eat them!

I live alone in a one-bedroom apartment in one of the most densely populated areas of New York City by Madison Square Park .

As my apartment is right above the street, every day I am faced with car and pedestrian traffic, sirens, construction, and garbage trucks.  Still, I chose to live in New York for the cultural benefits it offers and artistic inspiration it has given me.  A couple years back after visiting a dear friend at her home in Oakland who has a beautiful magical garden complete with chickens, vegetables and even a beehive, my idea of a nice place to live began to shift.  I had garden envy: I was used to buying plants fully grown and watching them slowly die but here she was growing plants from seeds and then eating them! It was an entirely new concept that I wanted to explore but was too insecure in my own natural survival capabilities to try.

All of that changed on February 28 after hearing from a relative in Japan that high schools across Tokyo were closing due to Covid-19 and the Olympics would likely be postponed. Suddenly my view shifted from Covid-19 being just a distant news story on television to a new global reality that effected each and every one of us and I knew for sure we were headed the same direction. Life would never be the same again.  Preparing mentally for self-isolation, I started imagining what and whom my ideal future would contain.

While most people were stocking up on canned goods (a friend told me she ordered $500 worth for her 5-person family) my heart was going the opposite direction.  It was a very warm winter and almost spring.  I wanted something alive to nourish my body and mind.  I ran to the farmers market and stocked up on every herb plant that I could find.  Practical? Perhaps not, but it made me FEEL good.

My partner was Aussi and he had been very successful at growing herbs that he would add to every meal: rosemary to scrambled eggs in the morning, mint or cilantro (with a touch of lime juice) to add to avocado smash for toast, sage to butter and pasta, basil to tomatoes, thyme and rosemary to chicken –  fresh herbs brought life to every meal or cocktail we shared and cutting them personally was very gratifying.  He gave me a few tips that lead to my first herb growing success ever.

If you are like me and have tried but failed in the past to grow herbs – please read these recommendations and try again!  NOW IS THE TIME – it’s spring in NYC.

Technically my apartment gets southern exposure, but only for a few hours a day as I am on a low floor and there is a tall building across the street.  It’s sunny, but for limited amounts of time.

Invest in a big pot – at least 71/2”diameter, and Buy some organic soil.  My biggest mistake at first was to keep the herbs in the original plastic pots.  Home depot is very affordable and offers the best deals on basic ceramic pots and soil that I could find in the city – even living next to the garden district.

Buy a grow-light.  You can put it in any desk lamp.  I chose to use mine in the vanity of my bathroom so I could move plants in for a bit of warmth and humidity when it was cold outside.  My basil plant was as sensitive to the cold as I was – getting all wilty on a cold night.  If I moved it away from the window and into the bathroom with the grow-light it would spring back to life after only a couple of hours!  Same with the cilantro.

Cold Wilty Basil

Cold Wilty Basil

Wilted Basil after 2 Hours Under Plant light

Wilted Basil after 2 Hours Under Plant light

Get some plant bulbs that deliver water when necessary.  When I get busy or over-stressed I always forget to water my plants.

Add a bit of slow release fertilizer like Jobe’s Organic fertilizer for herbs.

Seeing my herbs flourish and cooking with herbs every meal has brought light to my soul more than anything during this time.  I can’t recommend them highly enough.

The next challenge will be veggies!

A couple of great resources (besides my fabulous first-timer’s blog) are this article from Country Living


and City Homestead’s Article:

A Comprehensive Guide to Indoor Vegetable Gardening

Good luck to you and to all of us through this.  Be well!

Love, Amanda

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