Sep 23, 2019 | Uncategorized
—From CB— I like things to be over and done with. And get very grouchy when things go on and on and on. That was an advantage of our theatre work: there’s a point when it opens, a point when you put it to bed. Even if you love it, even if you have it in touring...
Dec 10, 2018 | Uncategorized
—From CB— I’m in several Facebook writers’ groups. There tend to be vast scrawls of graffiti assailing others for idiocy or deeper crimes, and one wonders if masterpieces might emerge if only the writers applied their creativity to something other than converting a...
Nov 27, 2018 | Uncategorized
—From CB— The sense of having “community”—what does that mean? As a child, it was neighborhood kids and then Boy Scouts. In high school I was a loner, but found tribe in theatre. If a school show wasn’t in rehearsal, I’d go down to the drama teacher Miss Miller’s room...
Mar 12, 2018 | Uncategorized
—CB— This week we had two performances of Survival, Elizabeth’s solo show. Both had wonderfully responsive audiences, 20-25 people at each. One was for an elder-housing complex, the other a house concert mainly drawn from the poetry community. These were the tenth and...
Feb 27, 2018 | Uncategorized
—CB— I’ve never spent a lot of time asking myself about “my purpose in life.” One does, of course, in writing your college admissions essay, but after that it’s catch as catch can. There’s your mission statement for your theatre company, dozens of grant applications...
Jan 1, 2018 | Uncategorized
The first showing of our new show Survival was a couple of months ago, with two weekends of “previews” three weeks ago and first “regular” performance in about a month. For creation of new theatre pieces—whether for Broadway or for a house concert in Sebastopol—that’s...
Apr 27, 2015 | Uncategorized
— From EF — Touch is amazingly powerful. It can’t be packaged or monetized or tweeted — you have to get the real thing, in person. There’s a subset of child abuse that’s labeled “failure to thrive,” and one of its big elements appears to be an absence of loving touch....
Mar 30, 2015 | Uncategorized
— From EF — Sheba came home this morning . Not the “little Sheba” of the 1950 William Inge play — this is our beloved whale of a Dodge Maxivan, and she had gone across the street to visit the neighbors for the weekend. (We needed every inch of parking space for our...
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