Monday, March 29, 2010
Tuesday, March 9, 2010
Accidental Undertakings
The process of birthing this play has brought to mind the value of the accidental undertaking--how there is little creative force in the planned. Creativity seems to flow from those unexpected journeys pieced together like cobble stones from events we have little power over. Like the way this play was conceived--during the twenty-year dissolution of a marriage. Like the way this play was written--as an attempt to fill an hour time slot at a religious conference after a last minute cancellation. Like the way the actors have been found--a chance encounter at an unrelated production. And Eureka! The means to interpret what chance has sealed with words.
Monday, March 1, 2010
The Interpreters
I never imagined that finding an actor to interpret a character relayed with words was as complex as finding those words to begin with.
There is so much that has to be considered. Can an actor's range encompass the peaks of joyful abandon after making an escape from years of abuse? Or the valleys of despair at witnessing the wounds carved into your being? What of the fleeting moments of resignation when you wake up from that dream of suffering his suffocating fury (as I did last night) to realize that you are still safe. Or even the troubling affliction of having moved six times in sixteen months yet 'home' still eludes you?
Who can we find to interpret such a joyful malady?
There is so much that has to be considered. Can an actor's range encompass the peaks of joyful abandon after making an escape from years of abuse? Or the valleys of despair at witnessing the wounds carved into your being? What of the fleeting moments of resignation when you wake up from that dream of suffering his suffocating fury (as I did last night) to realize that you are still safe. Or even the troubling affliction of having moved six times in sixteen months yet 'home' still eludes you?
Who can we find to interpret such a joyful malady?
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