Every now and then I get it right, and I do something totally for me; something that makes my heart sing. A few weeks ago my friend Nicky Newman ‘spoke’ on Facebum about Patreon, this site she had joined that collects patrons for artists who make beautiful work, and then the patrons get special access to some of work. I decided to become a patron of Nicky’s (for an embarrassingly small amount of money every month), and I was promised rewards. Today I was granted access to 25 of the most spectacular photos and the right to use them on, and for, stuff. After finally getting my breath back (these pictures are really sublime) I realised that one of the photos is the title of my play, Clouds Like Waves, and I have to share it. Every so often I will be able to get a special glimpse of Nicky’s work and share the love. This is the start of a most beautiful thing.
Tag: Clouds Like Waves
Someone I follow on Twitter (@lkmnthali) is talking about the white cycling mafia in Cape Town and I had thoughts about this when I was writing my play Clouds Like Waves. This is the scene.
a scene – Transport
I’ve come to buy a bicycle.
Great, great, what are you going to be using it for?
Uh, I am going to ride it.
Ja, ja, I mean is it for fitness or leisure or competing?
Oh, are you, like, a professional biker?
No. I’ve been saving up for ages. I want to ride it to work. I work in town.
Oh, I get it. Off road or on? And, you’ll need some kit to go with that. Cycling shorts, a helmet, these amazing cycling shoes. Actually, these are the clip-on ones, onto these pedals. We can attach these pedals to your choice of bike if you want to get the shoes.
Look. I’ve got shoes. I don’t need shoes. I’ve been walking and using trains and taxis, and now I just want my own transport.
Ja, to get to work.
Uh, I’m not really sure what to suggest. See, these are mostly specialist bikes. For mountain biking, racing, riding competitions like the Argus and stuff.
I just want something to get to work, and back. Just, you know, a bike, to use instead of walking.
I always try to do a little bit of something that makes me feel like I am setting the tone and standard for the new year on New Year’s Day, so yesterday I tried to learn some lines. I didn’t try very hard, or stick at it for too long, but I started, and today I’ll do a bit more. I am learning a monologue which I’ll perform on Monday night’s Playthings at The Alexander Bar. It’s one of the monologues from my yet to be staged play Clouds Like Waves. I have only ever done one other Playthings (because it’s on a Monday night and I am usually improvising with ImproGuise, but we only kick that off again on 12 Jan) but is the funnest, least stressful way of trying something out.
I am also trying to write my first radio play. When I say trying, I mean I have a really great kernel of an idea and I have written two scenes. Not sure that exactly qualifies but I like to think so. I will do some more later.
And then I am going to start turning my energy towards the end of the month and the next run of Violet Online at The Kalk Bay Theatre. I know it wasn’t that long ago that we did our premier run at The Alexander Bar, but the great thing for theatre makers is that Kalk Bay is considered to be another country, so we will be able to perform to those people there. And, I’ve got a feeling it’s the right play at the right place. I look forward to picking up that book again and having such fun playing with Lynita. Dates for the two week run are 27 Jan to 8 Feb.
Yup, feels like I am setting the tone.
One of my most favourite pieces of theatre this year was Drive With Me, written and performed by me and directed by Liz Mills. I not only loved doing it, I loved doing it at The Alexander Bar, loved the extraordinary responses I had to it, critically, but especially personally, and I totally loved being on stage in front of tiny full houses, receiving the love and warmth of shared work. I particularly loved being able to share my writing of this piece.
One of the most dangerous and exciting theatrical things I did this year was I Could Go On, three nights of me performing solo improv. Did everything work? No. Did some things exceed expectations? Totally. But I loved it. (I was held by director and gorgeous friend Candice D’Arcy).
One of my proudest moments of the year was the reading of my play Clouds Like Waves by friends and brilliant talents Jaci de Villiers, Tandi Buchan, Nicole Franco, Heather Mac and Charlie Keegan. They made me see how much I love this play. They were awesome and awe inspiring.
One of my absolute delights this year was directing Lynita Crofford in Violet Online. What a sexy little experiment that totally paid off in deliciousness. (opening at the Kalk Bay Theatre on 26 Jan for a 2 week run).
My big and enduring theatrical love affair was my industrial theatre road show for Engen. Honestly, after 10 years they just get better and better, and I love my cast, client and audiences deeply.
One of the last favourites of the year was the total joy of directing Nicholas Spagnoletti’s Drowned Bride. I was as off the wall as I could be, and I was allowed to be. What a gift, I tell ya.
My most outrageous theatrical project was coaching and directing a group of bankers to re-interpret four fairy tales and then perform them competitively. They were inspiring, hilarious and the best teams ever. They taught me so much.
There was more. All of it, in fact. But these were my favourite favourites. Thanks to all who help me do exactly what I love.
I woke up with this little bubble of joy in my chest. It is wintery and my arms are cold out of the bedclothes as I type and the dogs aren’t in their usual rush for me to get out and walk them, instead they are happy to lie on the blankets and snuggle. Back to the joy bubble. Last night was the beginning of my second week of performing Drive With Me at The Alexander Bar and I loved it. After that Charlie Keegan and I read bits of Clouds Like Waves for the monthly Playthings as well, so it was a theatre double bill for me. And I loved it. I absolutely loved it. I loved the whole of Drive With Me and the response from the small but completely engaged audience. I loved getting notes from Liz Mills who is the most attentive and clear director. I loved reading with Charlie, to an audience that doesn’t usually see my work. Afterwards I loved hanging out with The Alexander boys, Nicholas and Edward, and my gorgeous friend Candice D’Arcy, and I loved driving home full of the theatrical possibilities running through my brain. It is absolutely true that I am a theatre animal, and doing it makes me the happiest I can be. I am savouring this feeling. I am completely aware that it is fleeting. There is nothing more shocking than the end of a run. It is like waking up and something being forever gone.
Compared with my deep misery last year, while I was at the festival that shall not be named, I am a different person. Instead of being the invisible ghost of my character Marion Taylor, I feel entirely seen. People are coming to Drive With Me because they want to. I am not desperate, bitter or lost. Don’t get me wrong. I am passionate, driven and hard working (none of that grateful and blessed stuff). I am proud and clear and satisfied that what I am trying to do is almost what I am actually doing, and with writing and acting that is a pretty good result. Bubble of Joy.