Westwood Village in early 1980’s was a veritable play ground. Back in those days couples would be out walking about the Village hand in hand–oh so romantic. There was so much to see and do It seemed to offer everything: restaurants, boutiques, quaint Old World architecture, an upscale crowd, a party atmosphere after dark, movie theatres and dance clubs where you could disco the night away, even if I was a bit underage at the time. It was a time when a young girl could walk about the village by herself and be safe.
But for me the real draw to the Village were street performers all over the village, mimes, jugglers, magicians variety acts. You could find them all over the village but the prime location was the triangular corner in front of the then Glendale Bank building on the corner of Broxton & Kinross–I think there is a restaurant there now.
It was the spot for street performers. Of course the Hare Krishna in their saffron-colored robes would often get there early for dancing and chanting but right after is when the juggling started.
For a young virgin just out of an all girls high school it was the “carnival” come to town but every weekend. And I was there. I would catch the number 12 bus on Saturday nights and I was meeting new friends and hanging out.
So, of course when I decided that I wanted to learn how to juggle I knew I would ask the juggler I had seen performing in Westwood. These guys were amazing…they would juggle balls, clubs, torches, knives. To my young and naive eyes it was all amazing and astounding. I was discovering a world of performance beyond the walls of my dysfunctional home life. It was my escape into fairytale world of my own creation.
So there we were a group of us in clown costumes and make-up walking over from U.C.L.A. campus to promote Mardi Gras and of course my side objective was to head over to the juggler.
So, off I went through the village passing out flyers and having a grand time…and then the jugglers had a break in their performance. Now was my chance……I walked over and introduced myself. I told him I wanted to learn how to juggle and would he teach me?
He said yes and we exchanged phone numbers……..to be continued……
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- Could Juggling Ever Be an Olympic Sport? (blogs.abc.net.au)
- Juggling Act (thoughtfulbeliever.wordpress.com)
- Sunset with jugglers (ireport.cnn.com)
- Street performers hit with string of new rules including volume restrictions (independent.ie)
- Westwood Is Dying: Twitter Account Documents the ‘hood’s Decline (laist.com)