Archive for April, 2009

Regional Theatre and the New York Problem

Wednesday, April 29th, 2009

New York Theater is a kind of amazing bubble. There are so many people aching and excited to work that there is nowhere near enough work to go around. Many very talented actors, directors and designers spend the better part of their time looking for work or working day jobs to pay the bills rather than actually making plays. A tiny play, with virtually no money involved and little chance of real exposure can garner some solid talent due to the market glut of theater artists in the city.

Once you step out of New York the situation changes dramatically. Often there are a number of actors, directors and designers as good as anyone in New York, but very soon the quality drops off. One long time Bay Are director I spoke with said there are about 15 actors here as good as New York. I would wager the number was kept low for effect but, none the less, I got the point. It is curious but true that so many who work in the theatre feel the need to “make it in New York” as though somehow it is better to be unemployed in that city than fully employed somewhere else.

This situation is a vicious cycle as new artists see a dearth of truly first rate artists in their various home cities. As a result, they leave for the chance in New York. This is a lot of the underlying cause of what I was speaking to the other day. Without sufficient competition, there is less of a need to maintain one’s own high standards. Good gets replaced with good enough and over time the quality of the work overall begins to fail and falter.

Once the quality of the indigenous work being produced begins to fall, it becomes increasingly interesting to producers and producing organizations to hire artists out of New York where that constant competition forces everyone to sharpen their skills against each other like steel sharpens steel.

But the interesting thing to me, having spoken with a number of directors out here, is that they are not looking to New York out of some glossy eyed idealism, but simply due to the fact that there is a higher caliber of work to choose from. This situation, often bemoaned by artists in the regions, can be used to the artist’s advantage. Talking with a set designer in San Francisco shortly after I moved here he said, “the theaters are more than happy to hire local. You just have to prove you are as good as New York.” If a producer can get the same quality work without paying for flights and housing, I am sure they would jump at the opportunity. I have yet to meet a producer whose face did not light up at the prospect of saving significant amounts of money.

In the end, it is the artists themselves who have created the current situation wherein producers often do not hire local. An actor I was speaking with a few weeks ago said, “give it six months and you will have seen every actor in the Bay Area.” That is really not that long, and by implication, not that many people. If a hundred first rate actors moved from New York to the Bay Area tomorrow the quality of the work would skyrocket. Not because of the new actors alone, but because the indigenous talent would rise to the occasion with the added competition.

The differences I am speaking to may not be noticeable to the average audience member. Certainly no one is sitting in the audience thinking “Oh, so and so is from New York and that guy worked in London, of course!” Still the experience is affected by those differences even if one can not place a finger on their precise origin. As has been said famously of lighting design, “Only ten percent of an audience notices the light, but ninety-nine percent are affected by it.”

Why “Good Enough” isn’t

Monday, April 27th, 2009

I had coffee this afternoon with a Bay Area director who, for the sake of propriety, I will leave nameless. I asked him, being new to the area, where I could find the Richard Foreman, Wooster Group, or Richard Maxwell of the Bay Area. His answer, New York. We kept talking about Bay Area theatre artists and the discussion kept coming back to a similar point. By and large the artists out here lack a certain craft and rigor that is taken for granted in places like New York.

Directors, actors and designers all seem to suffer from this. A sort of detachment from the work. As if what we are making is merely some fanciful diversion to fill the time of the idle. I am being extreme to make a point, but sadly the underlying critique is not that far off the mark. I have experienced this with technicians here too who thought they had hung a light “close enough” to where I had drawn it.

No.

While we are talking about art and the lines are not so clear as two plus two equals four, there are right and wrong answers. The right answer is the idea that has been taken to its extreme, explored in full detail and carefully put in its proper place and time. The wrong answer is the idea that has aspects left unexplored.

As we were talking I was reminded of a moment in a technical rehearsal for a show I did in San Francisco a while back. We had blocked out a good chunk of time to work on the final few seconds of the piece, a bit of stage choreography, lighting and sound that would finish the play. After several variations and nearly an hour of work one of my collaborators said “well, it’s close enough, why don’t we just do this.” No. I said, this is in fact very important and we need to get it right. Fortunately the director agreed with me and despite the protestations of our colleague we forged ahead and found the right answer.

I don’t remember if I came up with this idea or if I heard it somewhere but the following has been a guiding principal of mine for some time. The work we do may, in the final analysis, not be as important as rocket science or advanced medicine or nuclear physics, but we must act as though it is. In short, to make what we do worthwhile we must give it the fullness of our attention and dedication and artistry.

I have seen a number of people tout the wisdom of the phrase “do not let the perfect be the enemy of the good” but I think that lets us off the hook. We should, no, we must always strive for the perfect. Certainly those of us making art wherein we expect our audience to both pay a not insignificant sum of money and spend a good amount of time, must strive for the best work we can do. And that, in art, is the perfect. It is the best work we can possibly do. And if something does not work, then we scratch what we have and begin again. Because “good enough” deprives our audiences of what they paid good money and time to see.

But more than that, good enough deprives us, as artists, of our potential. Settling for less than perfect deprives us of the opportunity to manifest the sublime. We may not always reach that place. Quite often we run out of time, or space or lights or money, but even then we must struggle until the end to perfect these things we have made.

This kind of rigor is not easy. Perhaps though, it is easier in a place like New York. In a place that does not have such immediate natural beauty to distract the eye and mind. Perhaps here, the struggle of art is that much greater since the gorgeous Bay views and amazing food make “good enough” appear to be a fine place to stop and watch the setting sun.

Artistic Brain Drain

Thursday, April 23rd, 2009

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Leaving Your Mark

Tuesday, April 21st, 2009

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Floating Lightbulb Opens

Saturday, April 18th, 2009

Floating Lightbulb by Woody Allen opens tomorrow at Traveling Jewish Theatre.

Check it out!

It's time to play the music. It's time to light the lights

Tuesday, April 7th, 2009

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Boring an audience is the one true sin in theatre. We’ve been boring audiences for decades now, and they’ve responded by slowly withdrawing their patronage. I don’t care that the recent production of The Seagull at the Royal Court was sold out. To 95% of the population, the theatre (musicals aside for now) is an irrelevance. Of that 95%, we have managed to lure in maybe 10% at some point in their lives, and we’ve so swiftly and thoroughly bored them that they’ve never returned. They’re not the ones who broke the contract. They paid their money and expected entertainment; we sent them back into the night feeling bored, bullied and baffled. So what are we doing wrong?

The most depressing response I encounter when I’m chatting someone up and I ask them if they ever go to the theatre is this: “I should go but I don’t.” That emphatic “should” tells you all you need to know. Imagine it in other contexts: “I should play Grand Theft Auto”; “I should watch Strictly Come Dancing.” That “should” tells you that people see theatre-going not as entertainment but as self-improvement, and the critical/ academic establishment have to take some blame for that.

Many critics still believe theatre has a quasi-educational/political role; that a play posits an argument that the playwright then proves or disproves. It is in a critic’s interest to propagate this idea because it makes criticism easier; one can agree or disagree with what they perceive to be the author’s conclusion. It is not that a play cannot be quasi-educational, or even overtly political – just that debate should organically arise out of narrative. But this reductive notion persists and has infected playwriting root and branch.

I can’t tell you how often I’ve asked an aspiring writer what they’re working on, and they reply with something like: “I’m writing a play about racism.” On further investigation, you find that this play has no story and they’ve been stuck on page 10 for the past year; yet they’re still hell-bent on writing it. You can be fairly sure the play, should it ever be finished, will conclude that racism is a bad thing. The writer is not interested in exploring the traces of racism that may lie dormant within their psyche, nor in making the case for selective racism (just to be “provocative”). This is the writer using the play to project their preferred image of themselves; the ego intruding on art; the kind of literary posing that is fed by the idea of debate-led theatre. And if you think that example sounds naive, substitute the word “racism” with “George Bush” or “Iraq” or “New Labour”. Sound familiar?

What is there to write?

Monday, April 6th, 2009

I wrote my first poem in over two years yesterday. This led me to browse through my blog only to discover that the last real post was from over a month ago and the last bit of theory written over a year ago. For a blog ostensibly about the theoretical aspects of design, that is a bit less than ideal.

This is curious to me as I have written my whole life, in one form or another. To find myself in a place where I am not writing feels odd. I have been taking a lot in, expanding my horizons with new books and blogs, but the creative impulse around writing has not shown up strongly, if at all, for quite some time. The tapering off of the writing began about a year ago when, show after show after show fell through for one reason or another, most often economic. Had I been paying closer attention I should have seen the recession much earlier than most. But then hindsight is 20/20.

So much of my blog was as a process blog and when the process began to falter through producers running out of money, the blog ceased to hold much weight for me. I was not interested in chronicling the non-existent projects of now former producers so I was left with no there there upon which the writing could hold. Talking about upcoming projects that may well dematerialize seemed futile.

I was originally interested in theoretical discourses, but found the lack of engagement by other artists to be a little off putting. I began to feel that I was writing the blog equivalent of that zen koan about trees falling in the woods. Not that I didn’t have readers, but it was the lack of commenters that caused things to really wind down.

What is interesting is that in the last several months I have discovered a new depth and sophistication to my lighting work but have not been putting word to screen about it much since the overall momentum of the writing has been lost. The dance work I have done so far this year has been pleasing to me and my theatre work very much so.

I just got back from LA where I actually did some interesting work translating a show from a dance venue into a Rock&Roll venue. It was both technically and artistically challenging and the results were as good as could be expected under the circumstance. Later this week I begin tech for The Floating Lightbulb. While the lighting demands for this play are slim I think the result will be quite nice. The people are great, from the artistic team to the production staff at the theatre, so I am feeling good about the next stretch of time.

I don’t know if the writing impulse will return or if the tone and focus of this blog will change. Right now I am just becoming OK with not writing, not putting any pressure on my self to do this( I started because it was fun after all) and seeing where, if anywhere my writing chooses to go.


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