Now this I like. More please … everywhere!
An enormously important and formative experience in my life as a young actor was that of being on tour for many weeks, and schools’ tours at that. It was 1971, and I was fresh from drama school in the UK, and back home in Queensland. The new state theatre company (Queensland Theatre Company or QTC as it was and still is known fondly) had been formed while I was away. I immediately auditioned, and was hired to work in the TIE (Theatre in Education) program which in those days had a touring schedule to knock your socks off … and which dispelled any preciousness you might have been harbouring since drama school about being an artiste. Continue reading “Being There: On Tour”
On we go inching our way through the text … another rehearsal another song, another movement routine … not quite dancing. A bit of a relief really. I’ve not been blessed with feet touched by Terpsichore. So you think you can dance? Nope, not this gal. Not fair because I love it when the rhythm kicks in. Practise, practise, practise. Continue reading “Week 3: Rehearsals, trust and the feel-goods”
25 February 2008: Update. The rains have come … the dread of any outdoor festival. The first postponement for the season has hit. Tonight’s dress-rehearsal and tomorrow’s education workshop day are on hold. We watch the skies and hope …
Shakespeare in Queen’s Park Festival (now Shakespeare in the Park Festival) is about to hit Toowoomba for the 5th time. So there I was this afternoon in the park watching the acting company go through some of their paces under the eyes of director Scott Alderdice and fight director Nigel Poulton. It was hot, sunny and well …. deja-vu-ish. Here we were 5 years on from the spindly little Hamlet set under that great tree (it’s still there … the tree that is) to a big, rock concert kind of stage for Romeo and Juliet complete with canopy so the actors can work in shade, and should it rain (god forbid) the stage and the lighting rig are protected. I don’t miss watching the skies and praying for fine weather.
Couldn’t help feeling a twinge of pride to see how our baby has grown to a vigorous youngster. This wonderful little theatre festival that could has exceeded everyone’s expectations. Its future is now in the lap of the gods and the will of mere mortals. But for now, bring it on. The Park is the place to be for the next couple of weeks.
There’s a widespread view that not much happens during the summer … culturally speaking … in Brisbane, Queensland’s capital city. Wrong! I’ve just returned from a couple of days spent primarily on the south bank precinct of the Brisbane River. This is home to QPAC (Queensland Performing Arts Centre), the Queensland Museum, the State Library, and the fabulous GOMA (Gallery of Modern Art) where currently we’re all catching up with Andy Warhol in a super exhibition. And just up the road is Queensland Theatre Company‘s home at 78 Montague Road. By the gently flowing brown waters, the south bank is rocking. Continue reading “Hanging Out on the South Bank”