A Modest Proposal
A Home for Fondren Theater Workshop
I probably should have asked a few people before posting this, but fuck it, fortes Fortuna iuvat: Fortune Favors The Brave.
You can’t tell it, but I was a charter member of the Fondren Theater Workshop. Like, I was there for the meeting before the meeting, before the announcement. So what went wrong?
Nobody really knew (of course, they didn’t), but my heart was in about a billion pieces. I was holding shit together with Saran Wrap and the kind of stubbornness only the great beast can muster. This was gonna be the place where my creative vision ran free, but instead, I was looking longingly at the cave.
Dunno if you’ve noticed, but I’m back. Hi!
Last night, I got my times mixed up, but I got to sit in on some rehersals for FTW’s new play workshop table reading. Waiting for the actors to assemble, we talked about how what the Findren Theater Workshop needs is a permanant real home.
A place with a wide and deep stage
A place with a pretty good lighting situation, and maybe already has some instruments
A place that has side and back entrances
A place with a nice house where people, even whole families, can enjoy a show
A place that doesn’t need battens or even most scenery because it has a ginormous Jumbotron that can be programmed for any image you want
A place that serves beers and food so that the relationship is mutually beneficial
A place with tons of parking
A place with another seating area for people who like pizza but hate the theater.
A place with a cover from the rain and ample electrical boxes
Sigh, if only there were such a place. It would just be so nice, wouldn’t it?
Maybe Uncle Boyd and others could direct again. Maybe even Shakespeare or my idea for Elephant Man, but without the nudity, unless you know somebody, that is.
