Wonder

Back to the blog. Everything is falling together. Sometimes forces just seem to converge, and all is well. Rehearsal yesterday was clunky but good. We broke the piece down into pieces, all the 'cue to cues:' lights out, lights up, music here, machine guns there. We have created a great group dynamic, and ultimately the group transcends everything. The play is the vehicle, the structure that holds the group together; but its the energy of the players, acting and re-acting off each other that makes it all worthwhile. To do this 'live,' in the moment, without a net, to find actors willing to risk it all, for the hell of it, is the real kick. The audience, yes, Virginia, we hope to have an audience, is the co-conspirator in this little 'game.'

Last night, Carla and I went to an art opening at the gallery. Carla was one of the featured painters. Her work is large, luminous, bold, bright, and beautiful. We kind of floated around the space, taking in the art, the people; not grasping, or holding on to anything. People just want to see and be seen. "Hello, I'm alive, how about you? Do you ever wonder what happens next?"