Where has The Fourteen been?
Rehearsing... all weekend.
The one and only performance of Iphigenia at Aulis is next Sunday at 6:00pm at the Miller Theater.
We, the class of 2014, are the chorus backing up, our brothers and sisters from the 2013 class, the principles. It has been really wonderful getting chance to work in the same space with one of the other classes. They're a really talented and motivated group of people, and it's been a great experience viewing how people outside of our class operate and witness their dynamic. The first two months of this program were, for us, a "getting to know you"-phase. It's a bit like being on an island with seventeen other castaways. It's absolutely necessary, and I wouldn't trade it for anything. It's a chance to build a dynamic; a class identity. With that, for the most part, in a state of amorphous solidarity, it's been fantastic to start to experience the other classes a bit more (2012 thesis; morning warm-ups; and eventually, intensives). Each class definitely has their own energy, and it's been great fun to take those different energies, stick them in a tube and shake them up to see what new compounds we can create.
If you are in the NYC area, and want to come check this production out, I really recommend it. Sitting in rehearsal during the second run yesterday, I caught myself in a state of wonderment over how we don't really get a chance to perform or witness performance on this level anymore. The emotions and the crises are so huge an it has to be huge. No one is stifling what they are experiencing, it just bursts forth, and the poetry that is carried on the breaths of these outbursts is so informed and so... beautiful. It's really moving. I got myself in to a bit of trouble on Saturday because I was so caught up with what Vinny was doing that I completely forgot to speak my line and help the scene move forward. It's potent stuff.
Hardy; Nika; Zachary; Liba; John; Ali; the afore-mentioned Vinny, really are breathing all of this life and humanity and power in to these characters that,for the most part, never get a chance to escape the print-and-paper world where they are often kept, dusty, from the light of day; only taken from the shelves as a quick reference to the beginning of the Western theatrical mode. I wonder what kind of world we could live in, if we all lived out loud like that, even for a day. What kind of chaos and passion would be caused by ripping away the fabric of emotional suppression that our society has weaved? There would be some tremendous conflict, I'm sure; but after that, what peace? What solace would be found by such an experiment? Just the thought of that potential catharsis sets a tingle in my ribs that burns if I breathe too deeply. Yikes.
What if?
If I haven't mentioned it yet, you really should come check it out. There's only the one performance, but, I promise you, it'll be a performance worth seeing. Also, it's free!
"We participate in a tragedy, at a comedy, we only look."
- Aldous Huxley
In time...
-R
Rehearsing... all weekend.
The one and only performance of Iphigenia at Aulis is next Sunday at 6:00pm at the Miller Theater.
We, the class of 2014, are the chorus backing up, our brothers and sisters from the 2013 class, the principles. It has been really wonderful getting chance to work in the same space with one of the other classes. They're a really talented and motivated group of people, and it's been a great experience viewing how people outside of our class operate and witness their dynamic. The first two months of this program were, for us, a "getting to know you"-phase. It's a bit like being on an island with seventeen other castaways. It's absolutely necessary, and I wouldn't trade it for anything. It's a chance to build a dynamic; a class identity. With that, for the most part, in a state of amorphous solidarity, it's been fantastic to start to experience the other classes a bit more (2012 thesis; morning warm-ups; and eventually, intensives). Each class definitely has their own energy, and it's been great fun to take those different energies, stick them in a tube and shake them up to see what new compounds we can create.
If you are in the NYC area, and want to come check this production out, I really recommend it. Sitting in rehearsal during the second run yesterday, I caught myself in a state of wonderment over how we don't really get a chance to perform or witness performance on this level anymore. The emotions and the crises are so huge an it has to be huge. No one is stifling what they are experiencing, it just bursts forth, and the poetry that is carried on the breaths of these outbursts is so informed and so... beautiful. It's really moving. I got myself in to a bit of trouble on Saturday because I was so caught up with what Vinny was doing that I completely forgot to speak my line and help the scene move forward. It's potent stuff.
Hardy; Nika; Zachary; Liba; John; Ali; the afore-mentioned Vinny, really are breathing all of this life and humanity and power in to these characters that,for the most part, never get a chance to escape the print-and-paper world where they are often kept, dusty, from the light of day; only taken from the shelves as a quick reference to the beginning of the Western theatrical mode. I wonder what kind of world we could live in, if we all lived out loud like that, even for a day. What kind of chaos and passion would be caused by ripping away the fabric of emotional suppression that our society has weaved? There would be some tremendous conflict, I'm sure; but after that, what peace? What solace would be found by such an experiment? Just the thought of that potential catharsis sets a tingle in my ribs that burns if I breathe too deeply. Yikes.
What if?
If I haven't mentioned it yet, you really should come check it out. There's only the one performance, but, I promise you, it'll be a performance worth seeing. Also, it's free!
"We participate in a tragedy, at a comedy, we only look."
- Aldous Huxley
In time...
-R
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