Jultagi: The Art of Korean Tightrope Walking

On one chilly day in Seoul, I hurried to Namsangol, the Korean folk village, near Nam-san to watch a Korean tradition which I only saw in the movies and in the circus:  tightrope walking! In Korean, it's called jultagi or eoreum.

While I was still huddled in the subway, I expected there must be hundreds of other curious tourists who were also making their way to Namsangol.  And I was right!  Upon getting out of the Chungmuro Station, I joined bundled up grownups and kids in clogging the alley leading to the site. It was a one-way human traffic though.

And at the center of Namsangol, where the stage sat, hundreds, who were either comfortably sitting or eagerly standing, were already enjoying the performance of Korean traditional drummer and dancers who were swaying their ribbons to the beat of the Korean drums. These performers are part of what they call Namsadang-nori, or travelling performers during the old Korean times.

Dressed in loose, white costumes, the dancers entertained the audience with their acrobatics as well as their synchronized movements. (I wonder how long it took them to rehearse the head swaying! I was especially scared their necks would snap with those sudden 180-degree turns!).

I especially loved taking photographs with their dancing ribbons and all, but jeeez, the freezing temperatures, especially when you’re outdoors, just made it difficult to hold up the camera, focus and enjoy the show!

But after the dancers had wrapped up their performance and made a deep bow (thankfully, their necks were still intact), it was the main event!

The tightrope walker, a petite guy who looked like he was in his 50s, came out and readily took charge of the elevated and securely fastened installation.  It was, I think, seven feet high. A foot more and it would be a loud ‘ouch’ and a few broken bones. (I wonder how high was the tightrope in the Korean movie, The King and The Clown. We should ask Lee Jung-Ki).

He was indeed a master!  He easily walked, danced, turned and turned some more on the rope! He even engaged the audience in a conversation while resting on both ends of the rope! And he was holding up a fan! In this freezing weather!

And as a guy, I wondered what he felt while bouncing on the rope with his legs spread! He didn’t flinch or scream in pain. I guess the rope didn’t interact with whatever was sensitive within those cracks. Ha-ha-ha!

And while looking at the photographs now, I noticed one thing. He was looking at the edge of the installation while doing his thing. I read somewhere that those Olympic gymnasts performing on the balance beam would fix their gaze at the end of the beam while doing their routine so as not to lose balance. The tightrope master was doing the same!

So that’s the trick! I need a tightrope now! Quick! Ha-ha-ha!

                                        (Ouch!)

Well, I may never be able to do some tightrope walking seven feet up!  But hopefully, I can find a tightrope somewhere and test my skills if it’s about two feet high. And I’m definitely not bouncing on my cracks. Ha-ha-ha!

                                         (The musicians on stage.)

The tightrope walking performance was a delight to watch. It was always entertaining to see performance which we could not be able duplicate ourselves.

                                (Engaging the audience from high above)

Too bad, I didn’t get the name of the master in case I see him practicing on some telephone lines somewhere.

 (I love this routine where he bounces up and changes directions.  Such balance, focus and well, lightness!)

He definitely gave a new meaning to the idiom ‘knowing the ropes’. I hope I’d be able to see him perform again someday. 

                        (The master taking a bow.)

And enjoy watching his kind of art.

          (A remote TV broadcast unit at Namsangol)

On The Frozen Pond

When I saw kids and their parents sliding on the ice, the scene reminded me of an old movie title, On Golden Pond (which I didn't get to see).

But this pond in Namsangol is not golden; it was frozen.

        (A TV crew films a dad and his son gliding on ice)


And by turning the water on the pond into ice, winter, I guess, has a good side, too!  It created a new playground!

Although temperatures will rise soon, and the ice will definitely melt, I hope these kids will continue to enjoy the sliding and slipping and gliding while the pond is still, well, frozen.

Our Own Oscars' Night In Seoul

I always look forward to watching the Academy Awards to see if my favorite actors and movies get to bring home the Oscar. 

And although I have seen a few Hollywood A-listers (yes, I have seen Nicolas Cage, Tom Cruise, Angelina Jolie and Brad Pitt up close) here in Seoul, I still would have wanted to be at the Kodak Theater to see them walk the red carpet on Oscars' night.

And so, to celebrate Hollywood and its movies, a few  Hollywood movie fans gathered to celebrate our own Oscars' night, not at the Kodak Theater, but at Fay and Pong's home in Hannam-dong in Seoul.

We all showed up all right, but not as ourselves. We came as a Hollywood movie character.

And since I have been busy at work, I didn't have time to look for a complicated movie character's costume. So I thought of the simplest one I could think of: James Franco in 127 Hours. I reviewed the movie and knew very well his look: a shirt, shorts and a stubble. And since I couldn't afford not to shave for 5 days, my razor stayed dry that morning.

And our hosts creatively transformed their living room into a mini-Hollywood with movie posters, a starry Walk of Fame, a long velvet strip of paper turned 'red carpet', popcorn and, of course, a mini-Oscar trophy (which I actually bought from a souvenir shop next to the Grauman's Chinese Theater in Hollywood). 

And that night, Marilyn Monroe, Lawrence of Arabia, the Black Swan and a very young White Swan, Red Riding Hood, Velma of Scooby-Doo, a Blues Brother, Johnny Cash, Helen of Troy, and the Phantom of the Opera and his bride all showed up at the red carpet, er, Fay and Pong's front door.

But like the Oscar after-parties, we had yummy food (and even yummier desserts!) and fun games. We had a name-that-movie-theme-song contest and movie charades in keeping with our party theme. 

And since it's an awards night, the Oscars were naturally given away to deserving 'Best' in something character. (Actually, everyone got an award!).

It was definitely fun playing some movie character, even just for a night. Now, I know how Cinderella felt. Ha-ha-ha!  And while she also lost one of her glass slippers, I lost my left boot.


Our own Oscars' night may not have been attended by the Hollywood A-listers, but at least we were able to celebrate, in our own fun way, our love of the cinema and a few of our favorite movie characters.

See you all at the Oscars!