I had a meeting with the Artistic Director of Theatre for the New City last week. Based on that frosty reception, and the harsh contract conditions, I did not sign. I am looking for a new theater. I don’t want to do the show at a place where on the first meeting they say “we don’t want to do your show.” Fuggetaboutit. So that took the wind out of my sails, and made me feel bad that my plan was already going awry.
Then today I had coffee with my very wise and good friend today, and he asked me what was my intention for doing the show. Through a chain of thought provoking, soul searching questions, I arrived at this: my intention for the show is to create a dialog among women regarding ageing, explore what is good about it, not just what sucks about it, and hopefully alleviate the suffering we go through as our society ignores us for the rest of our lives. We women of a certain age have to push back and say we are here, we are worth it, and we have a lot of wisdom to share. So put away your “anti-aging” treatments, and roll up your sleeves ladies! We are changing the paradigm.
Oh Brave New World of Blogging! I am embarking on producing my solo show at Theatre for the New City, April 3 – 20, 2014. It’s a long ways away on the calendar, but I have so much to prepare for, and so much money to raise that I should have started yesterday. Actually, I did start last week. I am raffling off 2 sets of Wah! CDs, generously donated by Her Wahness herself (check out her music at www.wahmusic.com). Check out my efficiently organized raffle at www.thedqt.org/donate/fountain-of-youth. It ends in time for Wah!’s visit to www.IYIPrinceton.com in late October. It will be so great to hear her live! It will relieve all the stress of writing grant applications, and asking people for money to finance my show. Ahhhh…. and so what about this show?
My solo show, “Fountain of Youth” is about the “real” fountain of youth that Ponce de Leon discovered way back in the 1500s, in the swamps of Florida. What if it was real? What if it worked? What if there was a curse on it though? Would you drink from it and stay eternally young? Making the same mistakes over and over, never reaching the self acceptance that comes with maturity? What do you think? Let me know.