The sci-fi week was a great success, though I say so myself. Actually the feedback from kids and parents and other audience members said this too. Presented as a live performance of a radio play, with ample sound effects both recorded and live, smoke, light show and some audience participation we had a fun final evening. Audience members commented that it felt like looking in on the backroom of a theatre during a show. Wires trailing around, sound and light desks in constant use and two computers feeding in the recordings, it was a hive of casual-looking activity.
I'm certainly minded to do more of this style, radio being a long-term love of mine and a much underrated medium in my opinion.
Preparing now for an all-day workshop on Shakespearean acting which I'm presenting jointly with two others, and on a production of Twelfth Night in New Zealand in October. An exciting couple of months coming up.
Saturday, August 22, 2009
Monday, August 10, 2009
sci-fi week
I'm running another drama school this week, focussed on lighting, sound and video. It's a chance to shamelessly indulge my love of sci-fi, reprising and reworking a script from 7 years ago called The Oddity. The resulting performance will be a light, sound and video version of the play, performed as a radio drama with unexpected audience involvement.
My antique lighting equipment, zero-88 manual desk (it pre-dates the Jester) and monster Studiomaster sound desk will all feature, dragged out of their long-term storage in a village hall attic and dusted down for the occasion. The stuff is built like military hardware and can only add to the retro 1950s look we're going for.
Now, where are those ray guns...
My antique lighting equipment, zero-88 manual desk (it pre-dates the Jester) and monster Studiomaster sound desk will all feature, dragged out of their long-term storage in a village hall attic and dusted down for the occasion. The stuff is built like military hardware and can only add to the retro 1950s look we're going for.
Now, where are those ray guns...
Tuesday, August 4, 2009
I've been travelling
July is holiday season and we've been travelling about the UK catching up with friends and family, rediscovering the huge variety of urban and rural landscapes in this country.
A couple of days ago we navigated the post-modern wilderness that is Milton Keynes, thankfully with the help of a satnav system. Like Canberra this city is encircled by concentric ring roads punctuated with identical roundabouts. Even the satnav was losing the will to live as she recited "At the roundabout go straight across, second exit" for the ninth time, though she did eventually direct us into a concrete shopping centre the size of a small European country. Yes, I hear your cries of "why ?" and "what were you thinking ?" so let me just say that this was part of a larger story arc concerning new school shoes. Let's not go there.
Beyond MK (going North) is that indistinct area of the country known as The Midlands. Lying somewhere between The North and The South it includes Leicester, where old friends now live and whom we visited overnight and caught up on five years. A fine time.
The drive north cut through Shropshire, the homeland of the speed camera, which seems to be suffering in the recession. Most of the towns and villages we passed through had boarded up pubs, shops or industrial sites with weed-strewn car parks barricaded with concrete blocks. Even wealthy Macclesfield has empty shops, gaps sites and endless sales.
On the upside were two relaxed and pleasant days in London enjoying the Science Museum, a photographic exhibition, The Globe Theatre (we sat in on a rehearsal) and a stroll down the South Bank amidst street performers and living statues. London has an amplified familiarity because of its ubiquity in BBC dramas like Spooks and I thoroughly enjoyed rediscovering its vitality and rich sense of history.
Before this trip I completed the first of two planned drama schools at the local theatre. A group of ten children learned and performed Joe of Arabia, which I'd rewritten for the week. It worked out well and there was favourable comment from the audience of parents and friends. While easy to please at one level I always look for the next level of surprise at the accomplishment of the kids after only a week, as well as enjoyment of the dialogue at an adult level. My spies in the audience reported both reactions, so I was pleased with it.
Next week sees the second of these events; a video, sound and lighting course with a sci-fi theme. Could be fun.
A couple of days ago we navigated the post-modern wilderness that is Milton Keynes, thankfully with the help of a satnav system. Like Canberra this city is encircled by concentric ring roads punctuated with identical roundabouts. Even the satnav was losing the will to live as she recited "At the roundabout go straight across, second exit" for the ninth time, though she did eventually direct us into a concrete shopping centre the size of a small European country. Yes, I hear your cries of "why ?" and "what were you thinking ?" so let me just say that this was part of a larger story arc concerning new school shoes. Let's not go there.
Beyond MK (going North) is that indistinct area of the country known as The Midlands. Lying somewhere between The North and The South it includes Leicester, where old friends now live and whom we visited overnight and caught up on five years. A fine time.
The drive north cut through Shropshire, the homeland of the speed camera, which seems to be suffering in the recession. Most of the towns and villages we passed through had boarded up pubs, shops or industrial sites with weed-strewn car parks barricaded with concrete blocks. Even wealthy Macclesfield has empty shops, gaps sites and endless sales.
On the upside were two relaxed and pleasant days in London enjoying the Science Museum, a photographic exhibition, The Globe Theatre (we sat in on a rehearsal) and a stroll down the South Bank amidst street performers and living statues. London has an amplified familiarity because of its ubiquity in BBC dramas like Spooks and I thoroughly enjoyed rediscovering its vitality and rich sense of history.
Before this trip I completed the first of two planned drama schools at the local theatre. A group of ten children learned and performed Joe of Arabia, which I'd rewritten for the week. It worked out well and there was favourable comment from the audience of parents and friends. While easy to please at one level I always look for the next level of surprise at the accomplishment of the kids after only a week, as well as enjoyment of the dialogue at an adult level. My spies in the audience reported both reactions, so I was pleased with it.
Next week sees the second of these events; a video, sound and lighting course with a sci-fi theme. Could be fun.
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