Have You Paid For Intimacy?
My next theatre project is all about sex worker’s and their stories from the street.
Paying for sexual services is commonplace (in brothels or on the street), dating back hundreds if not thousands of years. So why is prostitution legal in some countries, and a death sentence in others?
“The Prostitution Reform Bill passed parliament on 25 June 2003. The parts decriminalising soliciting, brothel keeping, procuring and living on the earnings, came into effect on 28 June 2003.”
I am working with the NZPC (NZ Prostitute Collective) to gain understanding and insight into some of the lives of (local) sex workers, who choose to share their stories, warts and all.
‘Whore’ is performing in May 2014, more details to come on the blog.
Rehearsal Room – salt
Working on ‘salt’ (as writer/director), is continually a ‘treasure trove’ of possibilities, with Coen and Jess.
Creating new work is my absolute passion – breathing life into these characters (Henry & Lilly) and listening inwardly and outwardly, for both quiet and noisy ‘human’ discoveries.
Mental health (cyclothymia) brings suppressed feelings, then honesty. Or not?
Is anyone ever honest with themselves, when ‘love’ is involved?
Filming trailer for ‘salt’ tomorrow will be a blast. Think love in abstract form, interactive landscapes and truth.
#projectsalt is just over three weeks, from being a reality!
“Truth in theatre is always on the move.” – Peter Brook
“It Is Here” by Harold Pinter
It Is Here
What sound was that?
I turn away, into the shaking room.
What was that sound that came on in the dark?
What is this maze of life it leaves us in?
What is this stance we take,
to turn away, and then turn back?
What did we hear?
It was the breath we took when we first met.
It is here.
~ Harold Pinter
Do we complain too much?
How do you feel about yourself? Or should I say, how do you think other people see you? Over the Easter break, it was fascinating to be apart of a group, that all complained about how they looked, and others’ criticised openly, about what they saw. To elaborate, there was a relative who just had a baby 7 weeks ago, by Caesarian section. Her husband was overweight, with a large stomach due to beer drinking and mid-life spread. Teenage girls that refused to communicate, as their smartphones where more interesting. Then there were other women in their 30’s, 40’s, 60’s and 70’s. Each person was outspoken about their appearance, how children and age had left them disadvantaged. Why? I ask myself (in this celebrity-obsessed world), what do we actually want? To be accepted, surely you have to man-up or woman-up, to life-changing events like birthdays and being a parent. Stretch marks, wrinkles, saggy skin, age spots, white hair, bunions, hearing aids, prescription glasses..the list goes on.
We are all getting older, maybe we should just accept our bodies, be courageous. It can all be fixed with a surgical knife and pills, right? But what does that really solve?
Have you ever found love online? Or participated in a reality tv show, where you court each other, and ask direct questions about (their) preferences and previous partners, to hopefully find a potential mate? I have previously utilised a couple of online dating sites, which concluded with a short-term relationship. Not really sure, if this is the ‘ideal’ (virtual) space to meet the person you would like to spend the rest of your life with? Or maybe it is? Did they meet your expectations? After watching a snippet of ‘The Bachelor’ recently, I was surprised how many women, were actually competing for the attention and adoration of one male? Incredible. Does manufactured love, actually work in real time? Can you build feelings for someone, being televised? Is it all about winning? Serendipity is magic, when it happens.