DAY #1: We arrived in New Orleans!

Group Meeting on the HONO Veranda



















The Girls Get Settled















The Boys and Betty Waiting for Sabrina

First Day: Plane Ride, Morning Call, HONO, Magazine Street, Communal Cooking, and Rehearsal!

Our day begins at 2:45... am. Whisked to the airport by the almost certain speeding of Super Shuttle, we arrive at JFK with no headaches, but a large desire to sleep. Needless to say, we continue our sleeping on the plane - wide mouthed and leaning on one another. Once we land however, we quickly grab our bags, and head into the blissful warm air with new found energy. Mitch and Patrick begin an impromptu cello performance and various lines of Maya Angelou are spoken between actors while the group waits for the next leg of travel.

Up roll two large vans in which we manage to pack all of our luggage (the efficient use of limited trunk space would make Dads everywhere proud) and ourselves. Immediately after, we race to Morning Call, the local hotspot for beignets and frozen cafe au lait. Sufficiently overloaded with sugar, we head to Hands On New Orleans (HONO), our humble abode for the week.

The house is beautiful. We quickly realize that we have the good fortune of being the only group occupying this house which is four blocks away from the trolley (the easiest way to get to the French Quarter), and a coffee shop - both of which are ideal living circumstances for artists.

After a quick meeting to re-group and plan the rest of the day, we agree on a voyage to Magazine Street. Two hours of walking at a humane pace, not bumping into busy New Yorkers pining for their next fix of caffeine, does wonders.

Out of this serenity comes a run to Walmart and Whole Foods to get our supplies for the next three days of cooking. The culinary maestros of the evening prepared a very satisfying pasta with meat sauce, mixed salad, and a healthy portion of Texas Toast (which Natasha found to be the highlight of the meal). The dessert? A slice of King Cake, a tradition for the locals of New Orleans around carnival time - or Mardi Gras.

Then, off to what we do best: rehearsals. With a performance tomorrow morning, all the divisions split up and then came together one on one to develop a program for the First St. United Methodist Church. With Macy tapping in her socks (so as not to disturb our neighbors below), Samora jamming out on his melodica, Kerry (an actress) learning choreography from Evan (the dancer Evan), it is clear that artistic expression is brewing at HONO.

Meet the 2011 Advisors!!

Sabrina Tanbara

Director of Student Affairs

Brandon Lee

Office of Educational Outreach

Faculty, Juilliard Jazz Orchestra

Rebecca Bignell

Office of Educational Outreach

Meet the 2011 Team!!

J. Clint Allen

3rd Year - Drama

Josh Allen

2nd Year - Playwright

Yvonne Chen

3rd Year - Piano

Corey Dorris

1st Year - Drama

Derek Ege

3rd Year - Dance

Evan Fein

2nd Year DMA - Composition

Melissa Fernandez

3rd Year - Dance

Betty Gabriel

1st Year - Drama

Catherine Hancock

2nd Year Masters - Voice

Julia Headley

2nd Year - Dance

Alli Job

2nd Year Masters - Double Bass

Eve Jacobs

1st Year - Dance

Sarah Koenig-Plonskier

1st Year Masters - Violin

Mitch Lyon

3rd Year - Cello

Tim McDevitt

2nd Year Masters - Voice

Patrick McGuire

3rd Year - Cello

Samora Pinderhughes

2nd Year - Jazz Piano

Nicholas Ranauro

1st Year - Dance

Briana Robinson

2nd Year - Dance

Macy Sullivan

3rd Year - Dance

Evan Schwarz

1st Year - Dance

Casia Vengoechea

3rd Year - Dance

Natasha Warner

2nd Year - Drama

Noah Witke

2nd Year - Drama

Kerry Warren

2nd Year - Drama

I Know What It Means To Miss New Orleans:

An Ode to Team 2010

Melissa, you're the truth with your words and design,

But no folk song is finer than those of the fiiiiine Evan Fein.

Pippa Soo, Pippa Soo, a real queen in her own right,

And Robyn, whose violin makes us all take flight.

Yvonne, as classy as the music she plays,

How we all could hear Bro-hoss Rosas sing for days.

Oh, the slip-sliding wonder that is Haylee Nichelle,

And the wit and the charm from our girl Rachelle.

Samora and Kris, the big pianists of our team,

Tickled them ivories like you never seen,

With a little help from the horns (Jeremy, Mel, Mike Cottone)

And your jazz certainly shook us all to the bone:

I thought ya'll blew my mind doin', "St. James Infirmary",

but then came that back-flip from that god David Norsworthy!

Sweet Julia, who learned from her peers how to dance on the fly,

Frankie and Jeremy, took that Rocket-ship to the sky!

Awww! Everyone adores our own Spieth the clown

And smiles abound, when sweet Gillian's around.

Clinty, our star, the teacher who didn't know he had it in him,

And the infectious laughter from our trickster, Kahyun Kim.

Noah Witke, your warm spirit, you always say "yes!",

As reliably cool as LeBaron's a hot mess!

Bree, the Amazon who's a whiz with a buzz-saw,

And Mitch the Mayor, who plays cello like it's the Law.

Danny, your openness in our group was a real light for the kids,

So was that rainbow of a voice on our heavenly Meredith!

Hey Tim? How u doin'? Good day? How's your faith?

Probably as strong as the heart on that lil' Macy-mace!

A shout out to Team Lightning, who always strike twice,

And our injured ol' friend, the lovely Jeff Sykes!

Oh Ginny, we missed thee, you would've been proud,

we missed you as much as Ryan was loud!

Andrew and Candace, always there to help us out,

and Sabrina, year 4, still cryin' her heart out!

Chelsea and Alli, we couldn't have been here without you,

our pillars who challenged us to think, feel, and do.

NOLA 2010, this team really can't be beat,

to share this with y'all was a delicious treat.

So "On To The Next One", 'cuz this trip was heaven!

I can't wait to hear about NOLA 2011!

Boom!

Love to all!

1630 Painters Street

Tuesday, March 3 - Despite the cold, cold wind and lower than expected temperature, we worked on a house for Habitat for Humanity. We were blessed to be building with the future homeowner, Miss Ivette. She was a sweet woman who is going to paint her house pink and purple (which I love!) The team sheeted the exterior of the house and I got to use a reciprocating saw. Imagine me with a power tool! The team had fun and got a lot of work done.

After building, the team worked with the Dryades YMCA again. Today went really well and the children are excited and happy to be learning about the arts and even about being tutored for their upcoming state exams.

It was another great day and another day that I am proud of this beautiful group of students.

Day #3 - YMCA

Day #1 at the Dryads YMCA: We are working with over 100 4th-12th graders.

Day #3 - NOCCA

Day #3 - HABITAT

Yvette, the future owner of the house we are helping to build, was on site to meet us all and supervise our work.

Spring Break!!! Wait, why are we wearing parkas? Fortunately, nothing warms you up like hammering nails.

Bree looks concerned, as she should be. Power tools = Not on Juilliard entrance exams.

When we arrived on site, only the house frame was up. When we left, it looked like this on all sides, with one wall covered completely in Tyvex. Go team!

Dance Magic Dance

The extremely early morning start of today was surprisingly easy with the energy of such a wonderful mass of people. Although the weather did its' best to discourage such spirit, I think it is safe to say it was quite unsuccessful. With bone chilling cold and dampness accompanied by wind that literally enjoyed tearing Tyvek off the side of the house, we managed to shock the supervisors with our hard-work and patience! The day of construction proved enjoyable as we worked together to show nails and wood who we thought was boss. Remarkably, we had the opportunity to work alongside the future home-owner! Getting to hear about her hard work, plans for the future and appreciation only motivated us further in accomplishing our many varied tasks.

But the day did not end there... mais non non non... we were just getting started!

The next stop was Dryades YMCA. As students filled our gathering room we engaged them in games galore! The willingness and excitement was amazing as it fueled our engines to teach. Students of every age were dancing, playing their instruments, and exploring clowning! The immediate collaboration that happened between teachers and students as well as divisions was remarkable and yet done with total ease.

This proved to be an ideal intro. before breaking off into our smaller teaching groups. After roughly 1.5 hours many of us left our classrooms with stories of success and amazement. We found a unique beauty in each student and were able to speak with them about their artistic interests and tastes from only an hour and a half session! I was quite frankly giddy with excitement after experiencing such openness, curiosity and respect in both the students and the teachers.

At the end of the day, I am proud to say I cried. Not out of exhaustion or trauma, but because of the sheer joy and comfort I felt with the students and the indescribable support from every member of our team.

You are all rock-stars! (David Bowie style)

Day #3 - NOCCA

*The team on a tour of NOCCA with Mr. Hammel the director of the school*

We spent the entire day teaching at The New Orleans Center for the Creative Arts, the only arts magnet school in all of Louisiana. The faculty, staff, and especially students welcomed us with open arms and incredibly open hearts, and allowed for an incredible exchange in dialogue.

Day #2 - Sunday

Our day started in the morning with breakfast at Camp Hope the volunteer housing organization we are staying with....

....and continued with a performance at the First Street United Methodist Church - The facility that housed Juilliard Volunteers four years ago....

....after we ate our lunch on the Mississippi River and spent a few hours exploring the French Quarter....

......finally we visited the Lower Ninth Ward to pay respect to the community and everything it represents.....

I'm Always Around!!!

At 9AM Sunday morning, we stepped into the phone booth and put on our green, high-powered superman NOLA 2010 T-shirts. Despite the kryptonite mother nature planted in our travel arrangements, we used our super powers and morphed into speeding bullets and made it to our destination.

First stop: Church!

We heard that church services are enhanced by the presence of high-powered supermen and women from The Juilliard School, so we knew that's where we needed to be. Although we were tired, the lingering effects of kryptonite couldn't stop us from sharing our gifts with the church community. We came together, in the way that only superheroes can, and came up with an inspired performance of shakespeare, improvisational and choreographed dance, and of course, stellar singing and musicianship. It seems like the super hero spirits of the past were with us and pumped our veins with looney love and funky fun! As all great superheroes come to expect, things did not go according to plan; they went better then planned!!!!!!!!!! But we're super heroes........ soooo...........duhhhh!!!!

So far we're having a great time soaring through the NOLA sky's and we're actually about to take off now, so we'll get back to you soon. With the blessings of all the superheroes of the past:

To Infinity and Beyond!!!!!

Superman or Woman C

and

Superman or Woman H

NOLA Blog – Day 1 (?) 27 February 2010

After an uneventful travel experience, the full NOLA team has made it safely to The Big Easy, checked into Camp Hope, and coordinated tomorrow’s performance. Those of us who are of age are sitting outside a bar on Bourbon Street enjoying the warm Gulf Stream air and quaffing the city’s signature drink, the Hurricane.

Wait! That’s not what’s happened at all! That’s what was supposed to happen, but as the Scottish poet Bobbie Burns said, “The best laid plans of mice and men gang aft agley.” I’m not 100% sure what that means; it’s hard to tell with Mr. Burns on account of the Scotch infused haggis he insisted on consuming before setting pen to paper. Maybe the idea is that we shouldn’t let rodents make plans, or maybe it’s a reminder that sometimes we have to let go and put ourselves in the hands of fate. Perhaps my confusion is due to the fact that of the last 34 hours, I have been awake 31, and those three hours of unconsciousness were not contiguous.

You see, we left Juilliard as planned at 3:30 AM last night. Due to several unfortunate circumstances, we are already two team members down from the 33 who have been training these last several months. Before we even left Manhattan, we’d received word that our 7 AM flight had been cancelled. Still, we thought it best to press on.

Most of us arrived at JFK by 4:15 AM. We noticed quickly that our fearless leaders were nowhere in sight. Turns out their cab driver got JFK confused with LaGuardia. Oops. Once they arrived, they hit the ground running and as quickly as possible negotiated all the flight re-bookings. The good news: we can all fly today. The bad news: the flight is at 8:30 PM. Yes, that’s almost 16 hours hence.

With that news, the sleeping bags come out. We set up camp in the foyer above the check-in desks at Terminal Five. You know that scene in Gone With the Wind, right after the battle of Gettysburg? This looked like a scaled down version of that. Faceless bodies, piled on top of one another, wrapped in blankets and covered by hats, all lined up in front of the elevators.

We took turns sleeping. Those who could keep their eyes open played cards and watched the luggage. Some brave souls ventured out in search of food in distant terminals. By late afternoon, we were all fed, rested to varying degrees, and more than ready to get on a plane. It was still not time for check-in, though. Together, and eager, we had an impromptu rehearsal right there in the foyer of our group number, “Lean on Me.” Orchestrated and harmonized on the spot, suddenly this group of scruffy, smelly wayfarers was transformed into a soulful choir, ready to take on anything.

I suppose I shouldn’t be surprised that New York travelers did not bat a proverbial lash at this brash display.

Finally, around 4 PM, we were allowed to check in. Past the security checkpoint, we charged towards our gate with bravado, ecstatic that our flight was in sight! Oops. Wrong again.

Four hours till boarding time. Well, there’s always the consolation prize of Jamba Juice. Looks like we’ll hit the ground tired and running.

But there’s always a silver lining, and this somewhat irritating delay may be a blessing in disguise. The one thing that we never managed to do in our months of preparing, training, baking, and envelope stuffing was to form a cohesive sense of team. This experience has brought us together in the way that no bake sale possibly could. Bonded by this absurd day, we are now NOLA Team 2010.

-Evan Fein

Composer

Mother Nature...

The New Orleans Team met at 3:30 am in the 11th floor lounge of the residence hall for our 7 am flight to New Orleans only to find that our flight had been cancelled to the snow accumulation from the last day and a half. We were advised by JetBlue to go to the airport anyway so we could re-book onto another flight quickly. After 2 1/2 hours on the re-purchase line, we managed to get booked on an 8:30 pm flight. Four team members got on a 2:30 pm flight. The team has to thank the JetBlue agents who worked with us. Taheesa, Liana and Tenisha were our saviours, first bumping us to the front of the line and getting us seats on flights. They were friendly and so helpful and did everything they could to get us re-booked today. They were able to get Mitch and his cello seated together. Thank you to those three ladies especially Liana. They made a disappointing and trying situation not so bad. Candace and I even laughed some. If Liana's supervisor happens t be reading this, give her a raise!

I am impressed by the patience and good spirits of this team. We spent the day camped out on the floor of the terminal sleeping, playing UNO and rehearsing. They were determined to make some of this day productive even though we had to truck over to another terminal to get food. One cannot live on Dunkin Donuts alone! Day One started out with some challenges but it demonstrated the good nature and motivation of these students. We're finally checked in now and waiting at the gate for our flight to New Orleans and the work that we are ready to do! Let's hope the flight departs on time...