After talking about our current Rough Fiction project for almost a year now the first draft has finally been written. “The Last of the Lake” is finished, for now. From the first meeting in a steam room and sauna with a waterproof notepad many late nights have passed. Obviously with less “gadgety” stationery but equally as [...]
Fighting out of the Fringes: Why is the government not actively and whole-heartedly supporting the future of University-anchored teacher training?
Almost all of us have heard at least one variation of: “Those who can, do. Those who can’t, teach. And those who can’t teach, teach teachers.” Woody Allen’s “Those who can’t do, teach. Those who can’t teach, teach gym” is always fun to place under your favourite PE teacher’s nose. Hopefully though we know it [...]
Fringe theatre, if it didn’t play second fiddle the other eleven months, very much plays second fiddle to the big family Christmas show at this time of year.
After Michael Gove’s recent rethink on the £162m that was due to be slashed from sports in schools surely art, drama and music teachers have cause to be worried. The cuts will need to come from somewhere and these pursuits may look like soft options in an age dominated by discussions of GDP, making everything [...]
On Sundays, even on the dark and damp Sundays of this time of year, at the Actors Centre in Covent Garden we try and work out what it means to be a theatre ensemble. This aim can often be frustrated by a lack of cash. Not letting this simple matter defeat us we give up our time, we ask actors to give up their time and we rely on the kindness of the Actors Centre for space and support, all without pay.
“You willy-wally wobbly words…” says Major Robbie Ross in Timberlake Wertenbaker’s play Our Country’s Good as he berates Ralph Clark, a young Second Lieutenant attempting to put on a play. But this could easily be a cry against a playwright.
At the start, Brighton was sunny. Very sunny. And when Brighton is sunny and the sea is calm, regardless of the chill in the air, it’s an open and exciting place to be for an emergent theatre company.
The steam rises from the welcome warm cup of tea in autumnal Glasgow and I’m left thinking how I got here: how did we manage to move out of the Fringe and into the funding.
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