This past weekend N surprised me by hooking up a Detroit errand with an event at the Detroit Institute of Arts. Heather Henson, daughter of the late, great Jim Henson was putting on a performance with her troupe Ibex Puppetry called Celebration of Flight. Not only was I completely floored that he found out about this fantastic opportunity before I did, I was elated to see some artistry and performance at work.
I don't remember a time in my life that The Muppets were not around. Prior to their "comeback" in last year's The Muppets, I was still clamoring for Animal and singing the theme song. (Some say there's even a Halloween photo where I wear a pig snout and N's face is painted green...) Something as genius as what Jim Henson started in the '60s would always have a place in my heart, even if it wasn't reaching further than Grover watchers out there via Sesame Street.
We saw Jim Henson's Fantastic World, a retrospective exhibit at the Museum of Science and Industry in 2009 which included early sketches for animations, silkscreen posters he did in college and even key design elements from The Dark Crystal. This was, of course, all dwarfed in comparison to the Kermit which we were introduced to within the first ten feet of the exhibit. It was magical.
Needless to say, I was enamored by the motion, fluidity and realness of the birds and forms created by the puppet group. It was a hot day but the strong breeze made for a beautiful back drop as we watched the performers manipulate kites, bird forms and weave among one another with ease.
My path in art has meandered but never strayed far from appreciation of great artistry and concepts. Jim Henson's legacy and its ability to make us believe is what continues to inspire me.