Posts Tagged ‘antigona’

Antigone Pictures

Sunday, June 10th, 2007

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Time Changes People

Wednesday, June 6th, 2007

I stayed last night at my friend Voicu’s apartment. He is the owner of Green Hours where we will be performing tomorrow night and Friday.

We had an interesting conversation this morning over coffee. Under Ceausescu he was a communist and had very strong beliefs in that regard. Now he is the owner of a bar/club. He jokes that “at least I do not make much profit, so I am a bad capitalist.” It was quite a lively discussion ranging from politics to war to economics.

This country is undergoing so much change and that sense of change is present everywhere. The juxtapositions of the pre-Communist architecture with the Ceausescu era buildings with the new hyper modern glass constructions. The city looks like cities in many romance language speaking parts of Europe, there are areas that could easily be in Italy or France. Yet right across the street is some huge Communist era cement monstrosity.

The people here are so welcoming and gracious. There can be a gruff exterior, but once you pass through that a genuine warmth that is just beautiful emerges.

Tonight I am going to see my friend Stephan’s play Colors. I am looking forward to it. He is bringing that and another piece of his The Sunshine Play to the New York Fringe Festival this year. Fortunately I return from Scotland a week before they leave, so I will get a chance to see them in New York. These were the plays that Stephan and Voicu presented in New York last summer at the Telephone Bar when I helped them procure lighting equipment. It will be nice to see them again.

I have a meeting now with the technical person at Green Hours to discuss our options for Antigone. We want to perform in the outdoor courtyard, but there is a strong forecast of rain, so we have to make an alternate indoor plan in that event. Both options are nice for the play, but the spaces are very different and will shape the play in very different and interesting ways.

Travel log Rumania: Day 1 – I’m not sure I ever left New York

Wednesday, May 30th, 2007

The first thing I saw when disembarking from the plane in Budapest for our flight transfer to Bucharest was a big CitiBank sign on the side of a building. The airport has one place to eat and it is a Sbarro. All the phones are T-Moble.

I have a feeling that Eastern Europe will be a vastly different experience than when I was last in this part of the world in ’99. Not to generalize across different countries and cultures, but it is a bit shocking.

Where I'll be

Tuesday, May 29th, 2007

No holiday

Sunday, May 27th, 2007

Well tomorrow I have rehearsal for Antigona. We fly to Rumania on Tuesday. There are still a lot of unknowns regarding the technical aspects of this production. What we do know is that the venue was unable to supply us with the lightplot I had requested, so there will need be some cuts and rethinking of how the lighting is going to work.

This is a problem we had foreseen and already have a plan in place to solve it. It will be quite an adventure to see what all happens with this show. I am looking forward to it. We began by approaching the text and performance from a minimalist lighting perspective. Now the question will become how minimal.

Previews continue for Fate’s Imagination, although my work is done. No notes from the director and only a small handful of timing changes I noticed makes me feel confident leaving the show with two preview left. I do feel bad about it and try to avoid this kind of situation whenever possible, but in this case it was unavoidable to not leave early.

The process on this show was wonderful. Everyone involved was a true pleasure to work with and for the most part, the design team had never worked together before. I have done one other show with the costume designer and then the director and sound designer have worked together, but other than that a whole new team. And it was a big one, scenery, costumes, lights, sound and projections. Not a simple show by any means. Sound, lighting and projections all have very involved cueing, but it has been handled admirably by the stage manager.

Truly this is one of the more involved shows I have worked on from a technical standpoint. Interestingly it came about very organically through various attempts to solve specific and distinct storytelling problems. The style is a kind of heightened naturalism. Upon a first read I thought it would be a very straightforward naturalistic play, but as things progressed it found a rather interesting and I think very satisfying style. Far more involved then I first thought going into it, but very exciting.

The entire process had one of those “why can’t they all be like this” feelings. The whole design team had a synergy to our working process that is one of the best feelings in the theatre. Where the ideas just flow and the exact germination is of little consequence as it simply becomes a matter of practical and artistic problem solving. A true collaborative effort. I think we have quite a handsome production on our hands.

I have a little bit of work to finish up so I can leave the show in the hands of my master electrician and then its off to the world of minimalism.

Slow Death

Friday, May 18th, 2007

Unusual is my death. My young body has no cruel or destructive sickness,
And here I do not wait for the impossible blow of a blind sword so I can die spilling my blood.
I am slowly fading away: in the same way I breathe life, the sweet abandonment we call death penetrates and grows inside me.

~Antigone, Antigona by Jose Watanabe

Lords of Power

Wednesday, May 16th, 2007

The destiny of the weak is to create lords of power, as in dreams we create beings to fear, and only asleep we see them, and feel anguish.

But now I am awake, and seeing Creon intimidates me.
Crowned yesterday, he is the new king of Thebes, and he already furrows his brows.
He is slowly climbing down the steps of his palace and I know that he does not bring joyous words in his mouth.

~Narrator, Antigona by Jose Watanabe

Duty

Tuesday, May 15th, 2007

It was fear, Antigone, because death would be our payment for burying him. Come, sister, I begged, lets better ask the dead to forgive us, and let prevail the orders of the powerful who are alive. But you reproached me saying: Go, Ismene, seek the approval of the tyrant’s world, I will seek the grace of the Gods”, and you went to the hill of our dead.

~Ismene, Antigona by Jose Watanabe

Overlap

Tuesday, May 15th, 2007

It feels as though it has has been quite a while since last I posted more than a link and quote. The trip to California was very good, and very packed. I had several meetings that were very productive. I saw several plays. I met with many friends. I celebrated my grandmother’s 94th birthday. All in all it was a lovely trip. And oh my! The weather. I forget sometimes just how wonderful the weather is in the Bay Area.

Things get rather hectic over here at Light Que 23 as of this afternoon. This week we are workshopping Antigona. There will be a reading on Thursday and Friday nights that may or may not have lighting. Details are still TBD as we are primarily focused on Rumania and getting all that stuff together. I think the play is coming together rather nicely. I have not seen anything since last Monday, but the direction it was going when last I saw a rehearsal and by all reports since it should be quite an exciting show.

I have a big design meeting this weekend for Aida. The director, set designer and I will sit down and do a listen through of the piece while discussing scenic and lighting ideas. It should be a good meeting although the piece is long to begin with and once discussion is added in it may well take the better part of the day. I met with the technical director of the theatre when I was in California and was able to figure out several of the quirky aspects to the space that will at least minimize surprises.

Next Monday we load-in for Fate’s Imagination at the Players Theatre. We had a bit of a snafu as the theatre drawings the set designer received were rather deceptive as to where certain walls were located, so the design had to be reworked for the realities of the space. Quite a lot to do so close to a load-in, but so it goes from time to time. At least we found this out before we were in the space thus the only problem is a time crunch rather than a full rebuild and delayed opening.

So much of this work must be taken on faith. Faith that the drawings are correct, that other people are doing their job, that your work on paper bears out in reality. All of this before even considering an audience and the performative aspects of the show. It feels like the work I do is one long series of hypothetical statements punctuated briefly by the answer of opening night. This “answer” as it were is in many if not most ways incidental to the journey of arriving there.

The hectic schedule continues as we leave for Rumania the same day as the first press preview for Fate’s Imagination. So at least with that one I miss the punctuation. I will be working on another show in another country when it opens. I still get a little surprise when that happens despite it being a fairly regular part of my work flow. By the opening the show is done, and usually has been for several performances. My work is and has been over for some time so really it shouldn’t feel strange. Of course a lot of it is the disappointment in missing out on the party.

Visioning the Cyber Monk

Sunday, May 6th, 2007

Revisiting a story I worked with less than a year ago is an interesting process. Antigona is a VERY different play than the Antigone I lit last November. Where Anouilh is concerned with the futility of action, Wanatabe explores the burden of duty. Reducing the performance to a single actor really helps to focus and condense the storytelling and illuminate the themes in the story.

The Gandhi quote from yesterday further illuminates these ideas of duty and justice as they relate to the play. The idea of non-co-operation as not only not in conflict with ones duty towards a government but is in fact an active part of ones duty towards it when the government acts in violation of its duty toward the populace.

Wanatabe’s Antigona explores the duty one has to act in the face of injustice. It is a sharp and precise text. Where Anouilh is like a clouded morning fog that slowly dissipates, Wanatabe strikes right to the heart of the matter. Visualizing these two texts, the differences becomes apparent at first hearing the words. Sharp lines and shadow beg for presence with the words of Wanatabe. It is cruel and harsh.

Wanatabe brings the text back to its ancient and classical roots while at the same time propelling it into a wholly contemporary setting. It becomes in a way timeless, or rather out of time. The Narrator exists like an archetype or a god divorced from time, like Cain marked for eternity and cursed to wander the Earth forever in debt to the God he disobeyed.

There is nothing old about the Anouilh text. It is so fully of its time that in many ways the text can not escape its historical predicament. There is no movement in the text that allows it to propel past the historical incident of its first writing. It can exist as an entertaining and fascinating exploration of an historical time, but at least in our current historical setting it does not and can not achieve escape velocity.

What is Wanatabe’s narrator? Our discussions have revolved around such postmodern notions as simultaneity. We looked at the text as a kind of zero point along a long and ever changing spectrum that extends both forward and backwards in time. Cyberpunk and Steampunk both became areas of exploration for locating the visual style of the play. A visual style that embodies this collision of temporal locations and events is critical to this text.

We are also exploring other texts like Dougals Rushkoff’s Testament wherein a classic story is revisioned into a contemporary setting, telling both at the same time.

And that of course feeds back into the idea of the Narrator as archetype. Contemporary society does not have a narrator per se. Rather we have a weakened form as the rock star or the pop musician. The storyteller translated through 20th century capitalism only to land as the commodified preacher of the 21st century.

Relocating these ideas back to the play we have discovered our narrator to be a kind Cyber-Monk. The rockstar storyteller of a retro-future running parallel to our own world. A perpetual beggar wandering the earth in debt from her lack of action and failing her duty, cursed to wander the Earth and tell her story to everyone who can listen.


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