Who am I without my stories?
Sep 20 2022
It’s been nine weeks since Holly moved to The Barn retreat centre in Devon and this week she is doing a social experiment; this week, Holly has decided to not talk about her background AT ALL.
For one week only she is not Holly Stoppit the clown teacher / dramatherapist, she’s not the one who grew up in the circus, she’s not from Wales, Bristol or Milton Keynes, she’s not the 5th of 6 children, she’s not from Northern English and mysterious Jewish heritage, she’s not vegetarian, nor fond of cheese, dancing, wild swimming or walking up windy hills, she’s not a dyslexic writer, a newly qualified supervisor, a fool or a clown and she’s certainly not someone who is grieving lost babies.
She is just one of the coordinators, holly with a small h.Read more >
Dancing With A Bull On My Deathaversary
Aug 02 2022
Today is the one year deathaversary of mine and Joe’s relationship. This time last year, I was sobbing on the carpet amongst the dust and debris that he left behind in our terraced house in Bristol.Read more >
Bye bye Bristol, hello Devon!
Jul 14 2022
Gosh darn - people aren’t lying when they go on about moving house being one of the most stressful things you can do (my tripadvisor review of moving house: “I’ve had more relaxing times at other times in my life.”)Read more >
A Fond Farewell For Now
Jun 07 2022
It is nearly time for me to bid you a fond farewell for now. After 16 years of running my own courses, I'm taking a much needed break and immersing myself in community, nature and meditation for 9-12 months from the beginning of July.Read more >
Guest Blog from Poet For A Year - Beccy Golding
Jun 06 2022
This is a guest blog from Holly Stoppit Workshops poet-in-residence, Bee Golding charting her year as a poet, funded by the Art's Council's Developing Your Creative (DYCP) fund. Over to you Bee!Read more >
Site Responsive Fooling Poems
May 09 2022
Holly Stoppit Workshops Poet In Residence, Beccy Golding strikes again!
We were very lucky to have Beccy amongst our tribe of fools on our new 5-day Site Responsive Fooling course over Easter. She documented her week by writing a poem every day.Read more >
Site Responsive Fooling Photos
May 09 2022
Ah, the Easter holidays of 2022, back in the days when it was still cold enough to wear a coat, a gang of fools gathered in a school in central Bristol to explore Site Responsive Fooling.
It was such a beautiful week, that I wanted to share a taste of our time together. Below are pictures from the last day, when the fools all chose a performance site in or around the school.
Apr 11 2022
This announcement first appeared in the Holly Stoppit Workshops Newsletter, April 2022.Read more >
Public Shedding: Do it, don’t do it!
Mar 20 2022
Hello. I am Holly and I am a Public Shedder. “Shedding” is a term I got from Amy Turn Sharp (I've posted her writing below), for me Shedding means letting go of a reality that used to define me, it can be a painful process, full of grief and vulnerability. Usually considered a highly private activity, I have shed in public, on purpose, many times as a performer, public speaker and writer. I have also helped other artists to shed in my capacity as a facilitator of self-exploratory workshops and a director of comic autobiographical theatre.
This blog charts my Public Shedding journey, from novice, impulsive, not-very-aware-of-why-I-was-doing-it Shedder to professional Shedder and holder of fellow Sheddies. There are guest spots from writers Amy Turn Sharp and Jeff Foster and a couple of cameos from a friend on facebook and my Clinical Supervisor. Plus two useful lists (who doesn’t love a list?): Why Have I Been Shedding In Public? and Questions To Ask Yourself Before you Shed In Public. Enjoy!Read more >
Don’t Resist Grief, She Has Much To Teach You
Mar 13 2022
Dear Me From July 2021,
It’s Me From March 2022! I’ve come to sit with you in this den made of sticks, in these snowdrop carpeted woods on the undulating Sharpham estate in Devon. Spring hope is bursting through the decaying remnants of your summer’s leaves. There are perfect new buds on the trees, quivering with the potential for another vibrant summer.
I come baring two huge hot-pink flowers that I found on the ground. One of them is for you.Read more >