Art and life sometimes come uncomfortably close.
Sitting through the Designer Run of Kitchen Dog Theater's new play, Dream Hou$e, was...
was weird was what it was.
The premise is that two sisters who recently lost their mother and inherited the long-time family home agree to let a reality TV show rennovate it for sale.
The IRL is that two designers who recently lost their mothers and have/had to deal with the family home watched and tried to seem all professional an' stuff. (Basically, not weep all over the rest of the design team.)
Sometimes theater hits too close to the bone.
I have a visceral memory of watching another play called The Marriage of Betty & Boo, decades ago when I was very pregnant. I have no remembrance of what happened in that play - except that every couple minutes (it seemed like) Betty would have another miscarraige and the actors would bounce a rubber baby doll off the stage. That I remember.
(The other couple, who had picked the play, apologized to the pregnant lady all the way home.)
And I know of at least one person who saw I play I designed, Natural Shocks, who told me later that it had shown her that she needed to get out of bad relationship.
It's not just safely sitting in a plush theater seat where this happens either...
On a trip to Europe once, when I happened to be in the Netherlands, in Amsterdam, actually, on a free day with nothing planned... I got a call from a theater asking whether I was interested in designing The Diary of Anne Frank?
What are the odds of that?
Of course I said yes. And, suddenly, the day had a plan: visit Anne Frank's house, or rather, the warehouse where her family hid during WWII. Which I had intended not to see. Because wimp.
So I toured the Frank's hiding place and felt all the things I had intended not to feel... But, because I was viewing this site professionally, I had just that little bit of distance that allowed me to be touched but not... well, blubber in public.
The other night, watching that Designer Run? I wrapped myself in professionalism. I took notes and, when the actresses cut too close to the bone, I sketched a random sketch.
Dream Hou$e, Kitchen Dog Theater, playing now!




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