The Warhol piece is based on a true incident. Pull/Push is silly. The Procession is my Existential take on the classic schtick, "who's-on-first."
Hanna has been described by my good friend/colleague Brian Caudill as "Dr. Seuss meets Dr. Ruth." Sounds right to me.
The Facebook Notes are--well--notes, essay-like notes I'm posting on Facebook
Incident At The Grave Of Andy Warhol
Hanna: A Run-On Odyssey
(HANNA began as a run-on exercise I gave to a playwriting class.
To loosen them up.
You start with a phrase and start writing and you don’t think, plan, agonize or punctuate; you just write—let it stream. This was the starting phrase I used that day:
“ . . . so when hanna left the garage and went out to the pool she found that the pool wasn't there but the water was. . .”
I took the class exercise with the students.
I liked my wide-eyed, raunchy, Alice-In-Wonderland heroine and the pressure shifts of Hanna’s pressured odyssey, and I couldn’t stop until I had completed three parts, ending in a Romance—with a black crow.
At some point, the text was made into a theatre piece for narrator, performer, and percussion, by Jacques-Lecoq maven Sara Romersberger. We performed it at The New Dramatists, Primary Stages (in New York City) and at an American Contemporary Theatre Festival.
Be warned: Your on-line eyeballs may scramble a bit, riffing along with Hanna’s run-on odyssey. Could be fun, though. Or not.
FG)
Hanna (Part One): Hanna and the Horny Dwarfs
Hanna (Part Two): Hanna in Tinsel Town
Hanna (Part Three): Hanna and Harold (A love Story)
Facebook Notes
"I FOUND IT! I FOUND IT!"
Saturday, July 11, 2009 at 3:24pm
So I’m throwing out boxes of stuff from my garage (summer of 2009 project) and I decide to explore one box before I dump it and --LO! --I find it: The lost souvenir program from the American Theatre Wing’s 1957 “Command Performance--Serenade to the White House. . .Musical Highlights from the Nineties to the Fifties” --a glossy souvenir program glossy booklet I’d been looking for for decades--a program booklet that would prove that I was there--actually there-- at the Ball-- and I automatically give out the famous Jimmy Durante cry: “I found it--My Lost Chord!” . . Facebook Notes (Continued)
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