The Rehearsal Room/A Culture Clash Revival/Three Weeks in the Bag
For the past three weeks I have been in rehearsals for the Revival of Chavez Ravine by Culture Clash at the Kirk Douglas Theater in Los Angeles. It’s been an incredible experience to work with a theater troupe that has been together for 3 decades.The work is specific, slow & steady. We are reviving a play that celebrates and remembers a part of Los Angeles history. This look back at a trauma that affected an entire neighborhood, an entire culture, so many families, creates a sense of haunted nostalgia. We are representing people who endured this period of history, many of whom are no longer with us. It’s a big responsibility and the writing and creating that the cast and crew have poured into this piece so far is stunning. Everyday we are finding ways to polish, tighten and deepen the story.
To reflect/journal each day of rehearsal I challenged myself to write a simple haiku. Tomorrow we begin tech, as an homage to the rehearsal room, and a way of saying goodbye to this part of the rehearsal process, I have combined all of the haikus into one long poem below.
Collaboration
Text, Music, Creative Heart
The First Day of School
We got to Act 2
Cuts, Changes, Focusing
Up next, on our feet
Worked the top of show
Jitterbug and party scenes
Last Day of the Year!
An eight hour day
With all the boys in the room
Act one almost done
Two days in a blur
Getting ready for a day off
Soon Herbert is back
Sunny day today
At lunch on a patio
My baby is sick
Maria grows up
Millie Miller scares watchman
Here we go Act Two
A costume fitting
Coffee spilled all over bag
On my feet High Heels
Ending of the show
What message are we sharing
I’m with Culture Clash!
Stumble through up next
Slowly lines grow in my heart
It’s moving along
End of second week
A designer’s stumble through
Was “Herorriffic”
Lines, Lines, Lines, Lines, Lines
Attacked Act Two with Herbert
Work, Work, Work, Work, Work
Rode the train to work
Slow but steady work, Act 1
Meeting with Darlene
Choreography
Trying to find Millie’s voice
Rode the train back home
The end is coming
Last days in rehearsal room
Must work on my lines
Another run thru
Things may fall apart, that’s fine
It’s been a long week
“Woodshedding the lines”
Beautiful lunch with my love
Last day before tech