Oh, là la! We are so tired…
That seems to be the overwhelming sentiment at the Bermuda House this morning. But not the bad kind of tired, we promise! Hard-work, sore-limbs kind of tired. C’est notre troisième journée de répétition, but as an actor said yesterday at the end of our evening rehearsal: “It feels like we’ve doing this for weeks, not hours!”
ALBUM is all about what can happen to a family when the va-et-vient, the brouhaha, takes over our lives–and right now, life seems to be imitating art. Twelve people all moved into the second floor at Bermuda House, working together not to get lost in the maze of corridors, squeezing into the tiny kitchen to eat each other’s scrambled eggs, and working our way through six (!) hours of rehearsal a day!
But it is so, so, so rewarding. There is a certain kind of energy that comes from a group like this. Yesterday, we ran through and blocked every scene in the play. Every scene. We made spontaneous decisions to cut or move lines. Our set changed completely, suddenly springing three cubes, and everyone began using them creatively immediately.
Nous devons nous remettre à l’apprentissage des répliques (our off-book day is three hours from now!), so we’ll leave you with these pictures and these paltry paragraphs. Mais restez à l’écoute! Over the next few weeks, you’ll travel with us as we build our ALBUM and take it out across the Maritimes…
Au plaisir de vous connaître!
Mémère, Pépère, Pierre, et la tante Bonnie