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The new Indepenent Auntie production

It’s almost here.  The Aunties are in the thick of rehearsals for BREAKFAST, the show we’ve been developing through the Theatre Centre for the past couple of years.

We invite you over to Breakfast with us, while we ask the question:

“What do you need to do to truly tranform your life?”

Rehearsals are exciting.   We have a super fantastical production team.   We’re in the space now, with not only the usual suspects (Karin Randoja, Anna Chatterton, Brendan Healy and myself) but now also Julie Fox (set and costume design…yow!), Richard Windyer (sound design…ooooo it’s gonna be cool), Jim Ruxton (special effects….)  and more……the creative juices are cooking.  Opens May 14th (for the first week of “workshop”) and then we invite the press in on May 21, and it runs until June 1.   Book your tickets now…space is very limited.   www.theatrecentre.ca

BREAKFAST by independent auntie

So the Aunties are working on our new show.  I thought I would post this little “Artistic Statement” that I wrote, originally for a grant proposal, but i like it better than most grants i write. It speaks to what is driving us to create this show.  

break·fast (noun) the first meal of the day, usually in the morning.

con·sume (verb): to eat or drink something, especially in large amounts  2. to use something in such a way that it cannot be reused or recovered afterward  3.  to fill somebody’s mind or attention fully   4.  to destroy something or somebody completely

We are a company dedicated to uncovering the hidden in boldly theatrical ways.  In our quest to discover how a theatrical exploration of space could reveal story, Breakfast set out to investigate what might be contained in the space of a kitchen.  As a company founded by women, and dedicated to producing work by and about women, the kitchen, this typically “gendered” domestic setting, this most traditional of women’s spaces, seemed ripe for examination.  An ordinary space, universal and ubiquitous, the kitchen is symbolically and literally connected to the sustenance of life, and to the act of consumption.  A room loaded with cultural and familial symbolism, memory, emotion and tradition, it is a place where legacy is manifest, especially between generations of women.  A place which, upon close examination, has revealed to us a strange and fascinating story, and provoked us to ask many questions.

We ask:
What does it mean to seek your “authentic self”, in an Oprah-Winfrey-world of obligatory self-improvement; where “new age” spirituality and self-help is consumed like take-out; where “happiness” is marketed in the form of a pill, where people are alone and lonely even within densely populated urban settings, physically isolated yet hyper-technologically connected; where talk-show hosts and self-help gurus hold more power than any church; where the cult of “I” has never had more members, or less meaning; and where women are the prime target and prime consumers of the self-help, 20-minute-workout, instant make-over industry.

Breakfast uses the everyday custom of “breaking the fast” to explore the notion of “a fresh start”: Can one ever really change oneself? Does society’s obsession with self-actualization really produce lasting change? Is it truly possible to start over?

We ask:
What does is mean to try and escape one’s past, in a consumer-driven, disposable world where it costs more to repair something than to buy something new, where hard-drives hold more stories than a grandmother and memory can be purchased in the form of a microchip; where human memory can be erased, replaced or distorted by well-meaning therapists, by digital technology; where we’re told we have it better now than ever before in history, that buying is the only power we need to succeed, and consumption is not only our right, but the ultimate satisfaction.

Breakfast poses the question, can one ever truly escape one’s past? In a fractured world, where can one find wholeness?

We ask:
What does it mean to have an intimate encounter with a stranger, in our paparazzi-close-up world of live webcasts and video phones where Photoshop can make anything possible, where YouTube can make you famous, “reality tv” is anything but, digital is the new magic, facebook is the new myspace, bloggers replace journalists, where opportunities to peep into the lives of others surround us at every turn, and the meaning of “real” becomes harder to discern with every passing day.

In the world of television and film, we constantly see “close up” shots used to dramatic effect:  but what about a theatrical “close up”? Our exploration of space lead us to the desire to offer our audience a live “close up”: a theatrical experience so intimate that it is compelling, unnerving and almost voyeuristic. A total and mesmerizing sensory experience in which the viewer cannot escape nor remove themselves from what they are seeing, because they are in fact inside of it. An experience which at first appears to be comfortingly and recognizably hyper-realistic, but which slowly and unaccountable morphs into a strange, magical and menacing scenario.

Breakfast will challenge the viewer to differentiate for themselves what is being manipulated, what is truly magical and fantastic, and what might be the wild imaginings of a mind that has crossed over from reality into delusion.

february

Well there’s been some “issues” going on with the website for the last few weeks — hope you haven’t been looking for things you couldn’t find…and hopefully i’ll have everything working all hunky-dory again soon. I’m heading off to see Veda Hille’s cd release tonight, can’t wait. It’s been a jam jam jam packed few weeks for me (perhaps the website’s problems are like a virtual representation of the inside of my head: too many things going on! everything gets jumbled! nothing links properly anymore! malfunction!) but it’s all been pretty fun. Girls with Glasses completed our tour, The Aunties held a very successful and fun fundraiser, and I directed a show at Buddies for the Young Creators Unit which had it’s one-night presentation last night as part of Rhubarb!. Extremely fun…and i’m a tired cookie. Now i hunker down and get writing.

Almost Halloween

I had an almost ridiculous amount of fun being a back up singer for Lezzies on X last Friday night at the Hysteria Festival. Ridiculous, i tell you. Getting ready for my own (much mellower) performance at Mass Hysteria on Halloween night: Jenn Gillmor will play her pretty cello with me and my loop pedal. It will be Once in A Blue Moon.

Today was the first day it felt like the winter might be coming. I wore my mittens to bike to The Theatre Centre, where I had the pleasure of passing the afternoon watching Dying to Be Sick . A very fine piece of theatre, funny and smart and intelligent and good looking. What the heck more do you want in a play, jaded theatre critics of Toronto?

Ann Bogart Inspiration

I am reading Ann Bogart’s book A Director Prepares. It is feeding my soul. Allow me to share the inspiration…

“Resistance heightens and magnifies the effort. Meeting a resistance, confronting an obstacle, or overcoming a difficulty always demands creativity and intuition. In the heat of the conflict, you have to call on new reserves of energy and imagination. You develop your muscles in the act of overcoming resistance – your artist muscles. Like a dancer, you have to practice regularly to keep up muscularity. The magnitude of the resistances you choose to engage determine the progression and depth of your work. The larger the obstacles, the more you will transform in the effort.”

“Allow me to propose a few suggestions about how to handle the natural resistances that your circumstances might offer. Do not assume that you have to have some prescribed conditions to do your best work. Do not wait. Do not wait for enough time or money to accomplish what you think you have in mind. Work with what you have right now. Work with the people around you right now. Work with the architecture you see around you right now. Do not wait for what you assume is the appropriate, stress-free environment in which to generate expression. Do not wait for maturity or insight or wisdom. Do not wait till you have enough technique. What you do now, what you make of your present circumstances will determine the quality and scope of your future endeavors.

And, at the same time, be patient. “

Bushy basil and independant aunties

Ah, June….the hammock is in place in the garden, the basil is growing bushy… and there’s been a lot of theatre going on. Independent Aunties have a new kids show, Robber’s Daughters, playing in Toronto as part of the Cooking Fire Festival outdoors in Dufferin Grove Park, in Toronto, June 20 to 24, 8:30 pm. Read the great review by NOW Magazine’s Jon Kaplan

PrideCab, the year-end extravaganza for the Buddies Queer Youth Arts Programme was smashing.
The Aunties are also workshopping another new show, Breakfast (but you have to wait for this one, it doesn’t premiere until spring 2008, at The Theatre Centre in Toronto)

In July, I’m taking my hammock and pug, and heading out of the city, for a month-long creative retreat. Can’t wait!!