I’ve just come home from seeing ‘The House of Bernarda Alba’, a play written by Federico Garcia Lorca in 1936 months before his execution. It tells the story of 5 sisters imprisioned by their mother for 8 years of mourning for their dead father in a small Andalusian village in Spain. Sounds like a heavy theme, and frankly, it was. But it was as much the acting as the story itself that impressed me. I won’t ramble on here about the intricacies of the play and blah blah blah, it’s a bit like trying to describe a photograph to someone – you just have to see it.
Anyway, the reason I make comments about it is that I realised when I came out of it how I’m for the most part overlooking theatre in Canberra, and therefore I’m cutting myself off from an important corner of creativity. It was a modest yet inspiring piece of theatre – the set, the actors (small in number), the intimacy of the physical space, the lighting, the simple story told out with drama and intrigue.
In my humble view these things are always important to not only support but also to experience (for reasons around the development of culture, don’t worry I’ll save my culture-rant for another post). I wished I had my camera a few times there. Maybe I should shoot stage productions…oooohhh and I would LOVE to shoot Philippe Genty’s stage productions – that’s definitely one to be seen to be believed. If you follow the link, click on – Land’s End (English). I’m a Philippe groupie. Ooohhh they’re oh so French, oh so exquisite, and it’s an oh so extraordinary visual experience. Words can’t describe them, I’m sure someone could do it better in French.
So now must go out and support more local theatre. I’ll make sure my Earthly Paradise friend will see to that.