This was the last Flux Sunday before the trilogy began, and again, it was a full three hours, with scenes from Rob Ackerman’s Volley Girls, Johnna Adam’s Lickspittles, Buttonholers and Damn Pernicious Go Betweens, Jeremy Basescu’s The Will, Mary Fengar Gail’s Beggar At The Feast, and my own 60’s play. Over two months later, I…
Yes, I’ve been a wee bit derelict in posting about our Flux Sunday activities – trilogies will do that to you. And I know that somewhere in the first half of the year, a Flux Sunday went unreported on this blog, a victim to this swiftly tilting 2008. Sometimes this blog feels like the Buendia…
FRAMESThis last Flux Sunday was the most powerful work we’ve done since our return from our Annual Retreat. We continued through Ten Black Boxes, Volleygirls, and We Are Burning; and also saw the 1st scene of Jeremy Basescu’s brand new play, The Will. The writing and the performances were all at an exciting level, as…
(Photo: Allison Bolah. Pictured l to r: Autumn Horne, August Schulenburg, Heather Cohn, Jane Taylor) A VOLLEY OF BURNING 60’S One of the best parts about Flux Sunday (from a playwrights perspective) is the weekly need for pages. You have to bring them every week, and they damn well better be as strong as the…
VOLLEYBALL WITH EMERSON AT our 2008 retreat, one of the highlights was workshopping Rob Ackerman’s new play, Call Me Waldo. A father struggling at work and with the near loss of his daughter begins to be possessed by his great ancestor, Ralph Waldo Emerson. It is a heartfelt, funny and surprising play, and we all…
(Photo: Allison Bolah. Pictured: August Schulenburg, Daren Taylor, David Ian Lee, David Douglas Smith, Heather Cohn) SO MANY CONS, SO FEW SUNDAYSOur second Flux Sunday back from Midsummer had the heart of a con man. Cons of the dishonest kind were being played in me tentatively titled new play, Denny and Lila, and of the…
(Photo: Allison Bolah. Pictured: Daren Taylor, David Douglass Smith, David Ian Lee, Isaiah Tanenbaum, Amy Fitts) THE HAPPY RETURN OF FLUX SUNDAYS!Well, after a long break courtesy of our production of Midsummer, Flux returned to our weekly workshop process, Flux Sundays. And it was good to be back! For those of us who worked on…
ALL THE LITTLE BREAK THROUGHSWhile much of the dialogue in the theatrosphere justly involves revolutionary change, it is often little incremental break throughs that give me the most pleasure. Flux Sunday regularly reveals such break throughs – the right actor, the right director, the right role – and some new unconsidered possibility opens up. The…
SUBMARINE TEXT One of the joys of writing on a regular basis for a regular group of actors is when you write for a specific voice and that voice nails the part exactly. That little thrill was mine when Rebecca McHugh read a part named, well, Becca, in my short play contribution to this Sunday’s…
Directing at Flux Sundays can be a dangerous event. Why, if you’re not careful, Members like Cotton Wright might bring you to an organic beer and local foods bar in the East Village, tie you down to a chair on a stage, and then give your brains a thorough washing with her drill. (photo:Marnie Schulenburg,…
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