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The Pull

I just pulled up, a online theater journal, to get the link for an article to post on my theater company’s page, when whose little photo did I see by an article but my very favorite professor.

I may have cried a little as I read it. In part because she is so bright and articulate, and reading this reminds me of why I loved college and the constant artistic inspiration and mentorship.

But mostly, I cried because I really fucking love theater.

I love to make theater, I love to see (good) theater, I love to talk and think about theater. I love to teach theater to kids, and I love to teach kids through theater. I love to write for theater.

I also love that she was able to use a discussion of theater to digest her experience. I want to make theater that digests experiences. I want to make theater that makes people think and feel, that puts people on the inside and the outside of an experience at the same time.

In this small town, I am finding people who want to do the same thing. It is a slow process, but the surprise that a neighbor worked in theater for years and wants to join the company or that members in the community want to see our show and give us their support moves me every day.

Now I’m all fired up, but I have to get ready for bed. I’m looking forward to tomorrow.

2 thoughts on “The Pull

  1. Vick — so cool that you are finding/making a place for yourself and your work in West Reading, and finding like-minded folks to work/create with!

    Your post made me think about my own “relationship” with theatre — and it does feel like a relationship — which, like any long-term relationship, sort of waxes and wanes. Sometimes, I feel so excited and passionate about it all. Sometimes, I sort of dutifully slog through from one project to the next. Sometimes, I feel as if I’ve had my heart broken. Sometimes, I feel as if I’ve just fallen in love. We have had our break-ups, theatre and I, but somehow, we just can’t quit each other. I help keep theatre alive, and theatre helps give me a life.

    I could go on and on with this metaphor. I think you get the idea.

    Glad you are in the throes of passion right now — enjoy the ride!

    • I am trying, Margie. You can imagine how difficult it is to get people together when there is no money involved.
      We should all think about our relationship with theater (I’ve started spelling it that way now…weird). In some ways I think making the act and the process that you love your job is absolutely insane. When it doesn’t go well, for all the reasons it may not go well, life sucks. But on the other hand, I can’t imagine doing something else and squeezing theater in the edges. I’m squeezing theater in the edges now and it is frustrating, but then so satifying when it works.
      I wish you could come here and be in our Improv show! It is so much fun. 🙂

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