At the end of the third week at Central my focus switches to audiences (with a little thought towards authors). We had of course spent the week with Hannah working practically with the agitation of one performer and audience, dividing our time between discussion and practical exploration. This work came to a close on Thursday, with showings of the final pieces and also some laboratory work on the moment within Jamie, Sara and mine's piece with the blue gloves.
Hannah and Gemma set up the scene near to its original staging and asked for multiple audience members to play the '10' within the square of light. They also requested that one by one members of the remaining audience play with the idea of putting on the gloves and focussed our attention towards the potential of a simple gesture / action. There was some confusion with the exercise but it was a useful resource to develop the image.
I found that out of the three examples we saw, none of them simply played with the idea of putting the gloves on. Rather, there was a lot of playing with the potential of the gloves as an abstract object. This is not a comment on the merit or artistic worth of the individuals playing but rather an observation on how action in performance must be (according to I) rooted in the real, the real potential for play rather than the performer's impulse to extend or layer meaning.

The most successful moments were when the gloves were simply being put on and not in the extended action before this. There are of course multiple ways to put on and wear gloves but I feel that if this action can be rooted in the now, the potential will be unlocked. I was asked to revisit the image at the end of the session and somehow some of the interest for me had been lost. I found myself performing putting on the gloves even despite the direction to JUST put on the gloves. This is something I would like to explore further, the relationship between play / performed action and what is 'real'.
Hannah and Gemma set up the scene near to its original staging and asked for multiple audience members to play the '10' within the square of light. They also requested that one by one members of the remaining audience play with the idea of putting on the gloves and focussed our attention towards the potential of a simple gesture / action. There was some confusion with the exercise but it was a useful resource to develop the image.
I found that out of the three examples we saw, none of them simply played with the idea of putting the gloves on. Rather, there was a lot of playing with the potential of the gloves as an abstract object. This is not a comment on the merit or artistic worth of the individuals playing but rather an observation on how action in performance must be (according to I) rooted in the real, the real potential for play rather than the performer's impulse to extend or layer meaning.

The most successful moments were when the gloves were simply being put on and not in the extended action before this. There are of course multiple ways to put on and wear gloves but I feel that if this action can be rooted in the now, the potential will be unlocked. I was asked to revisit the image at the end of the session and somehow some of the interest for me had been lost. I found myself performing putting on the gloves even despite the direction to JUST put on the gloves. This is something I would like to explore further, the relationship between play / performed action and what is 'real'.
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The Author
Tim Crouch
Royal Court, Upstairs (Saturday 24th October 2009)
The Author
Tim Crouch
Royal Court, Upstairs (Saturday 24th October 2009)
Tim Crouch's latest play at the Court was an interesting context within which to place the work of the past week with Hannah. I had heard much of the play from both Hannah and Duncan from our discussions in Wrighting / Writing and to see it made for an interesting time at the theatre.
As I entered the theatre, I was faced with two blocks of seating, raked and facing each other with enough but not a lot of space between (certainly not a 'stage' space at least). There was much conversation and the audience would at first remain pretty focussed on their partners / friends or merely read the newspaper whilst awaiting the play to start. What a fantastic opportunity to watch others though, how great to be forced to stare straight ahead at any number of faces that may or may not be looking back.
I was then aware of a conversation behind me all of a sudden, at first nothing too odd but something in the delivery, the speech of the man behind, there was a performance occuring and so I began to listen. Soon the hush of the audience signalled the start of the play and the man behind us (Adrian) addressed us - however we were to learn he was one of us, one of the collective audience, here to watch the show, in this special and exciting theatre. He went on to speak with certain members of the assembled, a woman named Bern was told she was gorgeous and another, Juan, also told he was gorgeous got the full attention of the rest of 'us'.
Then a woman gathered her bags, left and was helped by an usher as she clearly did not want to partake (I later learnt this was scripted, which although ensured it made a point, felt rather too theatrical). From here on in we were treated to 4 separate voices, that of the author himself, two actors in his previous play and our by now good friend Adrian who saw the play. Between them they moved through describing their lives, their process and this play that in many ways was haunting them all.
To go on and describe the play itself would not be too interesting but speaking in the bar afterwards I had the chance to really appraise what I thought the play was trying to achieve, what the author's intentions were and to what effect. I noticed that for the first 10 minutes I was actually on edge, uncomfortable, 'would I be spoken to' / 'what if my voice cracks or I whisper a response'...numerous thoughts and fears about having to be active and yet despite my awareness of theatre, my previous performance and willing agreement to be here I could not stop my hands from being slightly clammy and having a slight pang of nerves. This was exceptional, what a great reaction to have, how wonderful for theatre to have such an effect.
However, this passed and the longer I sat in my seat, the more I noticed the theatreness of the thing I was watching. The monologues felt more and more scripted and the ask of the audience became less and less bold. There was a game being played but I did not feel the real invitation to break the rules which perhaps is what the author wanted. Reading the script it is apparent that there is lots of room in the text for audience involvement but to my memory a lot of this is not evident in performance (perhaps speaking with Tim about his intentions and how the performance has evolved over its run would be useful).
So what then is the play 'about'? At first I thought it was perhaps an experiment in activating audiences, commanding their involvement in order to sustain the performance. However, I never lost faith that the performers were moving away from a text, the theatrical was very apparent and although the technique of the author performing the author was innovative, (and did blur the boundaries between truth and fiction) even this effect for me had waned by the end of the performance. Perhaps then it was about the author reconciling a guilt for writing and then inflicting this upon others, certainly the 'characters' had been moved to violence, anger and perhaps even worse, distanced from the real world they were representing. This was in the piece yes, but once you lost the sense that they were really here, talking about a real play (which they were not) even this effect was lessened.
I am still trying to formulate what it was about wholly but I think the experiment was one of great interest to me. I would have liked to have seen the script as it is printed tested further (or perhaps it was and it wasn't working?) especially interesting is the invitation in the text at the end from Adrian to talk about what just happened - this did not come, instead he simply left. Without giving away the drama of Tim's final speech it would have been nice to get reactions from the audience, thoughts and impressions.
The ask for me as an audience member was powerful at the beginning but as soon as I knew the rules of the performance I could relax, the writing did draw me in but there was still something too theatrical in the experiment for it to really take hold and remove the stage from between the audience blocks, instead the stage was carved up and dropped seemingly randomly amongst us.
What I take away and am constantly thinking of now is how nice it was to have the pressure removed from a single point of focus. It felt totally acceptable to simply sit and listen to Adrian, sat directly behind me, whilst Tim and Esther got more of my attention and especially with Esther direct eye contact.
An interesting afternoon of theatrical experiment but perhaps not close enough to activating an audience as sitting here now with a coffee on a Monday morning I have lots of questions and am not sure whether 'the author' was as exposed as he appeared within the play of the same name.

As I entered the theatre, I was faced with two blocks of seating, raked and facing each other with enough but not a lot of space between (certainly not a 'stage' space at least). There was much conversation and the audience would at first remain pretty focussed on their partners / friends or merely read the newspaper whilst awaiting the play to start. What a fantastic opportunity to watch others though, how great to be forced to stare straight ahead at any number of faces that may or may not be looking back.
I was then aware of a conversation behind me all of a sudden, at first nothing too odd but something in the delivery, the speech of the man behind, there was a performance occuring and so I began to listen. Soon the hush of the audience signalled the start of the play and the man behind us (Adrian) addressed us - however we were to learn he was one of us, one of the collective audience, here to watch the show, in this special and exciting theatre. He went on to speak with certain members of the assembled, a woman named Bern was told she was gorgeous and another, Juan, also told he was gorgeous got the full attention of the rest of 'us'.
Then a woman gathered her bags, left and was helped by an usher as she clearly did not want to partake (I later learnt this was scripted, which although ensured it made a point, felt rather too theatrical). From here on in we were treated to 4 separate voices, that of the author himself, two actors in his previous play and our by now good friend Adrian who saw the play. Between them they moved through describing their lives, their process and this play that in many ways was haunting them all.
To go on and describe the play itself would not be too interesting but speaking in the bar afterwards I had the chance to really appraise what I thought the play was trying to achieve, what the author's intentions were and to what effect. I noticed that for the first 10 minutes I was actually on edge, uncomfortable, 'would I be spoken to' / 'what if my voice cracks or I whisper a response'...numerous thoughts and fears about having to be active and yet despite my awareness of theatre, my previous performance and willing agreement to be here I could not stop my hands from being slightly clammy and having a slight pang of nerves. This was exceptional, what a great reaction to have, how wonderful for theatre to have such an effect.
However, this passed and the longer I sat in my seat, the more I noticed the theatreness of the thing I was watching. The monologues felt more and more scripted and the ask of the audience became less and less bold. There was a game being played but I did not feel the real invitation to break the rules which perhaps is what the author wanted. Reading the script it is apparent that there is lots of room in the text for audience involvement but to my memory a lot of this is not evident in performance (perhaps speaking with Tim about his intentions and how the performance has evolved over its run would be useful).
So what then is the play 'about'? At first I thought it was perhaps an experiment in activating audiences, commanding their involvement in order to sustain the performance. However, I never lost faith that the performers were moving away from a text, the theatrical was very apparent and although the technique of the author performing the author was innovative, (and did blur the boundaries between truth and fiction) even this effect for me had waned by the end of the performance. Perhaps then it was about the author reconciling a guilt for writing and then inflicting this upon others, certainly the 'characters' had been moved to violence, anger and perhaps even worse, distanced from the real world they were representing. This was in the piece yes, but once you lost the sense that they were really here, talking about a real play (which they were not) even this effect was lessened.
I am still trying to formulate what it was about wholly but I think the experiment was one of great interest to me. I would have liked to have seen the script as it is printed tested further (or perhaps it was and it wasn't working?) especially interesting is the invitation in the text at the end from Adrian to talk about what just happened - this did not come, instead he simply left. Without giving away the drama of Tim's final speech it would have been nice to get reactions from the audience, thoughts and impressions.
The ask for me as an audience member was powerful at the beginning but as soon as I knew the rules of the performance I could relax, the writing did draw me in but there was still something too theatrical in the experiment for it to really take hold and remove the stage from between the audience blocks, instead the stage was carved up and dropped seemingly randomly amongst us.
What I take away and am constantly thinking of now is how nice it was to have the pressure removed from a single point of focus. It felt totally acceptable to simply sit and listen to Adrian, sat directly behind me, whilst Tim and Esther got more of my attention and especially with Esther direct eye contact.
An interesting afternoon of theatrical experiment but perhaps not close enough to activating an audience as sitting here now with a coffee on a Monday morning I have lots of questions and am not sure whether 'the author' was as exposed as he appeared within the play of the same name.



