It has been
sunny for a week but now the rain has arrived. Perhaps that is why I am writing - it reminds me of Lancaster!
I guess I saw some things about myself during the process that I have been able to ignore for some time... that the smallest tiniest tichiest
sticking point can paralyse me... that I can't make work in a room, that I have a massive tidal resistance to being told what to do, that I want to be told what to do, that I need to feel trusted, that I need a personal assistant, that other people delight and horrify me by turns...
In the end, I made a piece called THE BUCKET SHOW about a clairvoyent trying to make a piece of experimental theatre and then giving up and speaking to the dead through her spirit guide Kenny. I miss Kenny. He was my invisible collaborator for two of the four weeks.
I'm not sure whether
my fears about having created a piece of stand up as opposed to something more "artistic" were unfounded or not. We didn't really ever have the opportunity to discuss each other's work , or even find out how each person had applied the rules - although in same cases it was more obvious than others. Perhaps we'll get together at some point and do just that.
In the mean time I would like to post a couple of pictures. The above is taken from a saucy postcard by Donald McGill and used in the show to stick on a banner and kiss people behind.
This one is of me or rather my alter ago during the show. Little Kenny has just said something really funny in my ear.
I wish I was back in the Nuffield theatre now. Waiting for an audience to come in. Waiting to try out new material in the luxury of a supportive environment. There. Bet you bloody thought you'd never hear me say that...
I start a new job on Monday in the "proper theatre". Got to pay the rent. It's a new version of Pirandello's Six Characters in Search of an Author. Or, as I have already renamed it - somewhat giving away my attitude to the whole charade - Sick Characters in Need of a Doctor.
But the good news is that I have my film funding and will be shooting my first "professional" short up in Morecambe Bay in July. I guess this will be my final entry here. But if anyone wants to know what I'm up to, please do visit me at my own blog: www.wonderhorse.org/wonder.
Thanks to everyone I met especially the other reggers and Alice. And a special thanks to Neil for taking the most significant song in the world and filling it with light and laughter and.. Blackpool. What's that Kenny? Kenny's got a little message for you all... No Kenny. You don't say "See you in Hell" you say "Lovely to meet you, let's all hook up soon".
