I wanted to write a poem about how we don’t give enough credit to endings. About how we fret and mourn over things ending, when more often than not, things an ending is a wonderful and freeing thing.Continue reading “Pandemic Poetry #46 / Here’s To Endings”
Have you ever had that weird effect when you’re lying in bed and you can feel yourself floating up in a sort of out-of-body experience, but simultaneously you can feel yourself sinking down into the earth? And you’re not sure if you’re as big as the sky or you’re just a tiny particle of sand. You’re both. Well, that’s how I feel when I think about conflict.
It will be over three months since Tripwire Theatre Inc. transformed the Daylesford Town Hall for the world premiere of Hollow when the production returns – this time as a full-length screening of the footage from the show.
As the playwright and director, the Hollow project has sat with me for over 2 years – since I first came across the story in around April 2015. It took every ounce of my creative being and my managerial nounce to make it a reality.