And from here, is where it bodies forth… again. A community theatre in Ipswich, Queensland, Australia. An opportunity to reignite a true passion. An Australian play about an awkward guy who finally realises what life is all about. Life imitating Art. Performance Art.
I’m starting this blog tonight not because I wish to shamelessly ‘plug’ myself, but to start an online diary of one of my true passions in life. It is a passion that I one day hope to derive income from, not for any visions of massive monetary gain or stardom, but to do something that I love and to receive recognition for it. To create. To innovate in the creative sphere, but above all, to entertain.
My beautiful, incredibly smart, witty and amazingly focused partner of almost 30 years, together with my two awesome, stunning and very funny daughters are and will always be my number one passion and driving force in my life. They are the people that give me the inspiration to create and to entertain.
My parents have given me the knowledge and guided me to understand the value of wisdom, to always ‘have a go’, to lead even if I’m the only one in the team and to always know that doors may close but new ones will always open.
It is from this platform that I leapt off the cliff’s edge in 2005 at the Incinerator Theatre with the Ipswich Little Theatre Society ILT) to get a taste of theatre once more. ‘Bedding Roses’ by Ian Kennedy Williams was the production and after coming off stage on the night my family came to see perform, my mother looked me in the in the eye and just said, quite simply… ‘It’s about time!’ It was over 17 years since I had taken part in a theatrical production with only smatterings of board treading in between. Misguided ideals of rock/pop bands and singing to adoring fans come to mind (OMG! What was I thinking?!)
From 2005 until now I have undertaken several productions with ILT and other production companies. Always creating.
Finally, a credit to my first blog title. These are the words of William Shakespeare from A Midsummer Nights Dream. Shakespeare, perhaps the greatest ‘creative’ of all time, for it is from him that we all create in some form or another provides the perfect words to embody the creative. To finish with his words:
…And as imagination bodies forth
The forms of things unknown, the poet’s pen
Turns them to shapes and gives to airy nothing
A local habitation and a name.
In signing off for the first time, I will say that my rantings won’t be long but I will endeavour to explain to myself and to those who may stumble across these writings, my reasons for my approaches to my Performance Art, to being creative and innovative. Here’s to hoping that the time between this and my next posting will be short.