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<strong>Nov</strong>ember/<strong>Dec</strong>ember, <strong>1998</strong><br />
Peppermint<br />
and how<br />
shegrew<br />
By Angel Ocasio<br />
PO Box 4331<br />
Vancouver, WA 98662<br />
Unlike Halloweens past, this year her costume creation<br />
for the Annual Halloween Party would have an incredible<br />
impact on her life ...<br />
It started in the fall of 1980 for Karen Reinholt, better<br />
known in the world of clowning as "Peppermint."lt was<br />
Halloween night in Portland , OR , where Karen was dressed<br />
up as a clown.Not having the clown education or resources<br />
for cl9wn supplies , Karen got creative.<br />
She fashioned a clown character from resource<br />
information obtained at her local public library, as well as<br />
from bits she had seen on television and from magazine<br />
articles. Karen made a simple wig from the head of a mop,<br />
which she dyed red. She attached a strap to the mop wig to<br />
secure it to her head. Her clown nose was made from half a<br />
ping pong ball (also colored red), and held onto her nose<br />
with eyelash adhesive. Karen applied a water-based<br />
makeup she had purchased in the Halloween section of a<br />
local department store . The application process was a real<br />
learning experience, in that she applied it and washed it off<br />
four times before she was satisfied.<br />
Karen was such a big hit at the party that she took first<br />
place for best costume: a basic one-piece costume with a<br />
detachab le collar, pompons on the front and matching<br />
pompons on her sneakers.<br />
After the party, Karen felt it was a shame to have only<br />
used the costume once, espec ially since she had so much<br />
fun with it. She knew there was a lot more to this clown<br />
business than just a costume and makeup and acting silly.<br />
She really wanted to do something more with it. The<br />
costume went into the closet and Karen went in search of<br />
resources to help educate her in the art of clowning.<br />
She soon became frustrated with what little information<br />
she was able to find in her area. There wasn't a listing for<br />
clowns in the telephone book and no clown alleys were in<br />
existence. Any time Karen saw a clown, they were from out<br />
Angel and Karen: friends and co-clowns<br />
of town , and even they didn't have information about clown<br />
organizations for her.<br />
That spring, another opportunity to get into clown came<br />
for Karen when her church began planning their annual<br />
spaghetti feed. Having been active with various family<br />
programs in her church, Karen found that at most church<br />
events, the children were bored and had very little to do<br />
while their parents socialized. So she volunteered to<br />
entertain the children. Her offer was quickly accepted and<br />
now: What to do? Anxiety set it. All she knew was that she<br />
had made a commitment and somehow she was going to<br />
see it through.<br />
Since she had a few grease pencils, Karen decided to<br />
do face painting, as elemental as it might be; She'd hand<br />
out deflated balloons, too, because she didn 't know how to<br />
do balloon animals. Result? The children swarmed after her.<br />
She was an instant hit.<br />
Not knowing about giving a clown character a name, she<br />
was repeatedly asked who she was. What was her name?<br />
She answered, "Mrs. Clown" -- all she could come up with at<br />
the moment. Of course, the children wanted to know where<br />
Mr. Clown was. Karen told them he was at another event;<br />
she knew that if she'd said there's wasn't a Mr. Clown, a<br />
whole new can of worms would have been opened.<br />
4 The New Calliope