Hello Beautiful People,
This past week, I’ve had the privilege and the pleasure of working alongside Gregory Boyd in the Bay Street Theater’s production of Travesties for the past two weeks.
Travesties, a play by Tom Stoppard, centres on the figure of Henry Carr, an elderly man who reminisces about Zürich in 1917 during the First World War, and his interactions withJames Joyce when he was writing Ulysses, Tristan Tzara during the rise of Dada, and Lenin leading up to the Russian Revolution, all of whom were living in Zürich at that time.
It’s an amazing show.
But it’s also a challenging show.
It asks a lot of the actors, the crew, and the creative team.
It asks a lot of the audience.
It will push you outside of your comfort zone. It will stretch your ability to listen, to comprehend, and to react.
It will ask you to think. Think beyond the scope of what you know. Of what you see. Of what you hear.
It might make you squirm in your seats.
It will, without a doubt, make you laugh.
Perhaps it will not be your cup of tea. Perhaps you’ll sit through the entire show, and say, you know what, Stoppard is not for me.
OR…
Perhaps you’ll let the words sink into you, rather than washing over you. Perhaps you’ll be on the edge of your seat, thirsty and hungry for more.
Perhaps, you’ll learn something.
Either way, you’ll be the better for it.
And as Stoppard said, (so appropriately for this holiday weekend), “Better a fallen rocket than never a burst of light.”
Live, Love, Learn,