In our town there is a great semi-pro theater company, Image Theater. I have the good fortune to be able to work with them from time to time, and I enjoy it not least for the logistics. It is generally a short stroll from home to wherever we are rehearsing (the theater does not yet have a permanent home) rather than a long commute.
Last night we started rehearsals on a play in the Fem Noire festival:
I am directing a sweet cast in a cute play that, if the producer doesn't change his mind again, will be the upbeat ending for the first half of the evening. We rehearse in the basement of a local market (the co-owner is in the cast), and it was one of those rehearsals conducted amid peals of laughter and, as far as I could tell, no anxiety at all. Not all plays start (or end) this way, but this experience so far reminds me of all the good parts of putting on plays.
Nobody makes a living doing shows like this: the performance space can only seat 70, and the ticket prices are modest. But--for author, actors, and director--it contributes to making a life.
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