It's always good to feel like you've accomplished something with your weeks & months of effort and this was no exception. But it was different...not sure if I'm maturing (doubtful, I know!), or the experience was just that good (seriously John Arthur Lewis has mad skills, and he put together a group of actors & designers that are not only super-talented, but also genuinely lovely to be around!) but I found myself hesitant to offer my usual opening night toast. If you've worked with me before you may recall my usual opening night toast, where I've raised my glass and stated with finality: "This bitch is open." That sentiment just didn't feel right this time and I didn't have to look hard for a replacement, so I decided it was meant to be. Maybe it was Jack's constant reminders to us to "just talk" to each other, and just let the scenes "live on stage", or maybe it was the fact that I've read Dean Koontz's Frankenstein adaptations and seen 2 very cool (and very different) stage adaptations of Frankenstein in the past few years, but my first thought after the lights went down at the end of the show on Saturday:
The Lark opened this last weekend and it was a wonderful experience. Great people to work with, supportive audience, fun post-show party. It's always good to feel like you've accomplished something with your weeks & months of effort and this was no exception. But it was different...not sure if I'm maturing (doubtful, I know!), or the experience was just that good (seriously John Arthur Lewis has mad skills, and he put together a group of actors & designers that are not only super-talented, but also genuinely lovely to be around!) but I found myself hesitant to offer my usual opening night toast. If you've worked with me before you may recall my usual opening night toast, where I've raised my glass and stated with finality: "This bitch is open." That sentiment just didn't feel right this time and I didn't have to look hard for a replacement, so I decided it was meant to be. Maybe it was Jack's constant reminders to us to "just talk" to each other, and just let the scenes "live on stage", or maybe it was the fact that I've read Dean Koontz's Frankenstein adaptations and seen 2 very cool (and very different) stage adaptations of Frankenstein in the past few years, but my first thought after the lights went down at the end of the show on Saturday: It's Alive. And it is, and I can't wait to get back to it! Kimberly Logan (Mother) & Aila Peck (Joan) - photo by Tom McGrath
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