Monday, October 12, 2009
Art for Arts sake
Yesterday I went to see a play. A community effort, but more than that, my mother's latest appearance. She's been away from the stage for many years. I always worried my children wouldn't see her act. It's how she shines.
We drove the half hour to the theater. My girls and my gram piled into the wagon. We sat down in our seats and took in the transformed black box. It was fantastic! The acting troupe did an amazing job with few resources. A production of Uncle Vanya (Chekhov), the set needed a lush, dilapidation that isn't easy to depict.
The translation was current and engaging. The acting was professional. The experience well worth the 20$ donation.
There were six people in the audience, including us.
My grandmother tsked her way through the play, "It's such a shame.... If only there were more people to see..." And she was right, of course. But still...
The actors acted with as much joy in their hearts as if it were a packed house.
Art for arts sake. Production for joy. Validation through doing.
An important lesson. For me, for my kids, for my students, and for my writing pals.