Getting Over a Show

Getting over a show is like getting over a cherished lover.

The relationship starts out imperceptibly. You’re just reading the script and doing research, nothing more. You’re quite critical of it in the beginning, finding faults easily. Every now and again you realize that you’re thinking more about the topic of the show than about your loving family, but you tell yourself that’s normal. You’re working on a show! You’re supposed to be thinking about it!

Then you hold auditions. The characters you’ve been picturing in your head gain real shape, real voices, real feelings. You’re giddy with excitement! You feel a connection, definitely useful for the task at hand. It’s as if everything is in black and white and the actors that you end up casting are in color.

Rehearsals!!! You actually manage to maintain your professionalism through the first couple of weeks. Rehearsals are work, and nothing more. You are doing your job. But after a while you finally admit to yourself that it has happened. You fell in love with the show. You count the minutes until you can go back to the theater, to your love.

This love is not sudden. Over the weeks of rehearsals, it has been growing steadily. This love is not ardent. You take it one day at a time, enjoy every small interaction, relax into each scene. But you fell deep, and you don’t fight it. It engulfs you, like the petals of a tulip closing up around you tenderly. You can’t stop thinking about it. This love is obsessive.

The weeks that follow are at the same time a blur, and the most focused you have ever been. In addition to being in love with it, you’re very good at what you do, so the show and the actors reward you for it. Your love is requited. Bliss…

When opening night comes around, somehow you think that this will be the culmination of all the hard work, all the love that you have poured into it. The climax of your love affair… But it’s not. Because opening night is the moment when the show gives you a last passionate kiss, a sad superior smile, and then turns away dashingly to go cheat on you with the audience. And the actors. And the stage manager. And the crew. Whore.

So you smile sadly and superiorly back and start the process of getting over the show. You try to keep busy around the house, but you find a million reasons to look at the poster one more time, or check Facebook for any activity related to the show. You go back to the theater to see it again, all dolled up and brilliant. It looks good, better than when you last saw it, and you feel proud. And you miss it. With time, of course, it gets easier. But you have given it a part of you that you will never get back.

And you miss it.

Marjorie Hazeltine and Myles Rowland in The Star Without a Name, translated, adapted, produced and directed by Ana-Catrina Buchser after Mihail Sebastian's "Steaua fără nume". Dragon Productions Theatre Company, April 2015
Marjorie Hazeltine and Myles Rowland in The Star Without a Name, translated, adapted, produced and directed by Ana-Catrina Buchser after Mihail Sebastian’s “Steaua fără nume”. Dragon Productions Theatre Company, April 2015

 

Clara Hirsh and Martin Gagen in What a Wonderful Life: The Live Radio Play, directed by Ana-Catrina Buchser. Bus Barn Stage Company, December 2012.
Clara Hirsh and Martin Gagen in What a Wonderful Life: The Live Radio Play, adapted by Joe Landry, directed by Ana-Catrina Buchser. Bus Barn Stage Company, December 2012.

 

Keith Marshall and Gloria McDonald in Green Whales by Lia Romeo, directed by Ana-Catrina Buchser. Renegade Theatre Experiment, February 2012

 

Michael Wayne Rice and Sara Luna in “Green Whales” by Lia Romeo, directed by Ana-Catrina Buchser. Renegade Theatre Experiment, February 2012

 

Arcadia Conrad and Ben Ladomirak in The Caucasian Chalk Circle by Bertolt Brecht, directed by Ana-Catrina Buchser. Dragon Productions Theatre Company, August 2006
Arcadia Conrad and Ben Ladomirak in The Caucasian Chalk Circle by Bertolt Brecht, directed by Ana-Catrina Buchser. Dragon Productions Theatre Company, August 2006

 

 

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How I Started to Love Classical Music

I was 4 years old when my parents first took me to the symphony at the Romanian Athenaeum in București, Romania. I don’t remember it, but my mother tells me I sat quietly and stared at the walls.

The Romanian Athenaeum Concert Hall. Photo from http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Romanian_Athenaeum
The Romanian Athenaeum Concert Hall. Photo Mihai Petre from wikipedia.org

We continued to go to the Athenaeum on a semi-regular basis until I moved away from Romania as a young adult, and I remember clearly that I used to come up with fantastic stories about the different pieces of art on the walls and ceiling of the concert hall. The music that was being played on stage was the soundtrack. The stories changed quality as I aged but they always came with the music, such that after a while, I started imagining stories whenever and wherever I heard classical music. Even today.

The strongest inducer of fun images from the Athenaeum was the organ. To this day I think it looks like two giant gates resting on highly reflective ice, gates that are about to open. Things that my imagination saw coming out of those gates: little pink pigs in tutus, group-dancing on the ice; imposing queens and kings in luscious fur capes and hats, gliding to the music; armies of WWI soldiers who came from the Fresco (more about the Fresco and soldiers later); piano keys, running away from the soloist’s fingertips; sinister empty space flowing heavily toward me; etc.

Romanian Athenaeum Organ. Photo mada
Romanian Athenaeum Organ. Photo mada

This is where the kings and queens with their fur capes from my imagination would come and sit when they were tired of ice-gliding. Kings preferred the seats with slanted overheads, queens, the curvy ones, of course.

Romanian Athenaeum seating, fit for imaginary kings and queens. Photo bucharestdailyphoto.com
Romanian Athenaeum seating, fit for imaginary kings and queens. Photo bucharestdailyphoto.com

Then, there were the sexy angels. As a little girl, before the concept of sexy entered my world, I used to thing that they looked appetizing, in the way little kids might look appetizing to the wicked witch in Hansel & Gretel. Especially served with fish and trees of lettuce (do you see these in the photo below?)

Romanian Athenaeum ceiling. Photo bucharestdailyphoto.com
Romanian Athenaeum ceiling. Photo bucharestdailyphoto.com

When puberty hit, their curves and body position gave me all sorts of fun things to think about, conveniently sometimes associated with Heaven, and sometimes with Hell, when I still believed in that stuff.

Romanian Athenaeum ceiling detail. Photo bucharestdailyphoto.com
Romanian Athenaeum ceiling detail. Photo bucharestdailyphoto.com

Finally, there’s the magnificent Fresco that surrounds the concert hall, except for where the stage is. As a sign of nationalism, Romanian painter Costin Petrescu won the competition to create the Fresco over Austrian painter Gustav Klimt – who was much more famous, but foreign. Petrescu worked on the Fresco for a period of 5 years, 1933-1938. And because I’ve always examined it trying to piece together all the different historical moments it depicts, but never fully succeeded, I finally looked them all up and am going to describe them here for you and me both.

Part of the Romanian Atheneum Fresco
Part of the Romanian Atheneum Fresco

All following photos of the Romanian Athenaeum Fresco are from turistinbucurestiro.blogspot.ro/2013/07/fresca-ateneului-roman.html

1. The Roman Emperor Trajan entering Dacia, surrounded by his army and Dacians (the ancestors or Romanians).
1. The Roman Emperor Trajan entering Dacia, surrounded by his army and Dacians (the ancestors or Romanians).
2. The colonization of Dacia by the Romans
2. The colonization of Dacia by the Romans
3. The Union of Romans (soldier) and Dacians (woman, often war widow) which led to the Romanian people.
3. The Union of Romans (soldier) and Dacians (woman, often war widow) which led to the Romanian people.
4. Barbarian Invasions
4. Barbarian Invasions
5. The Beginnings of patriarchal life after the Barbarians were defeated.
5. The Beginnings of patriarchal life after the Barbarians were defeated.
6. Romanian peasants settling down and taking ownership of their land.
6. Romanian peasants settling down and taking ownership of their land.
7. Welcoming foreign travelers with bread and salt, a symbol of a peaceful nation
7. Welcoming foreign travelers with bread and salt, a symbol of a peaceful nation
8. Mircea the Elder, ruler of Valahia (1386-1395 and 1397-1418)
8. Mircea the Elder, ruler of Valahia (1386-1395 and 1397-1418)
9. Alexandru the Good, Voivode of Moldavia (1400-1432)
9. Alexandru the Good, Voivode of Moldavia (1400-1432)
10. The Romanian Crusade against the Turks. Depicted are Iancu of Hunedoara, Vlad II "The Devil" (father of Vlad Ţepeș) and Stefan the Great.
10. The Romanian Crusade against the Turks. Depicted are Iancu of Hunedoara, Vlad II “The Devil” (father of Vlad Ţepeș) and Stefan the Great.
11. Ștefan the Great, Prince of Moldavia (1457-1504)
11. Ștefan the Great, Prince of Moldavia (1457-1504)
12. Neagoe Basarab, ruler of Valahia (1512-1521) and his wife Despina
12. Neagoe Basarab, ruler of Valahia (1512-1521) and his wife Despina
13. Mihai the Brave, Prince of Valachia, Transylvania, and Moldavia (1593-1601)
13. Mihai the Brave, Prince of Valachia, Transylvania, and Moldavia (1593-1601)
14. The Beginning of Romania Culture: Matei Basarab (ruler of Valahia 1632-1654), Vasile Lupu (ruler of Moldavia 1634-1653), Dimitrie Cantemir (learned man and ruler of Moldavia 1693-1711), & Constantin Brâncoveanu (ruler of Valachia 1688-1714)
14. The Beginnings of Romanian Culture: Matei Basarab (ruler of Valahia 1632-1654), Vasile Lupu (ruler of Moldavia 1634-1653), Dimitrie Cantemir (learned man and ruler of Moldavia 1693-1711), & Constantin Brâncoveanu (ruler of Valachia 1688-1714)
15. Horea, Cloșca and Crișan, who led a revolt in 1784
15. Horea, Cloșca and Crișan, who led a revolt in 1784
16. Tudor Vladimirescu, leader of the 1821 Valahian revolution
16. Tudor Vladimirescu, leader of the 1821 Valahian revolution
17. Avram Iancu, leader of the 1848 revolution against Hungarian troops
17. Avram Iancu, leader of the 1848 revolution against Hungarian troops
18. In 1848, Valahia and Moldavia unite in fraternity and justice
18. In 1848, Valahia and Moldavia unite in fraternity and justice
19. Alexandru Ioan Cuza, (1820-1873) the first ruler of the United Principalities of Romania
19. Alexandru Ioan Cuza, (1820-1873) the first ruler of the United Principalities of Romania
20. King Carol I (1866–1914) and the War of Independence
20. King Carol I (1866–1914) and the War of Independence
21. WWI in Romania, 1918. These are the soldiers I imagines going into the wall and coming out of icy gates of the organ
21. WWI in Romania, 1918. These are the soldiers I imagined going into the wall and coming out of the icy gates of the organ
22. King Ferdinand I (1914–1927) and Queen Maria, the first king and queen of the fully united Kingdom of Romania
22. King Ferdinand I (1914–1927) and Queen Maria, the first king and queen of the fully united Kingdom of Romania
23. This stamp depicts King Carol II of Romania (1930–1940) and his son King Mihai of Romania (1927–1930, 1940–1947). This was covered by communists with the following
23. This stamp depicts King Carol II of Romania (1930–1940) and his son King Mihai of Romania (1927–1930, 1940–1947). This part of the Fresco was covered by communists with the image below
This image of Romanians celebrating together (a communist concept) covered King Carol II and King Michael
This image of Romanians celebrating together covered the Fresco of King Carol II and King Mihai. During Communism, the entire Fresco was covered with red velvet, to hide the important part Monarchy played in the history of Romania.

I recently went to a concert at the Romanian Athenaeum and while listening to the orchestra, memories of childhood flowed freely. I believe that this beautiful place played a role in my definite inclination toward classical music. I don’t remember feeling bored as a child in this concert hall (whereas I have felt bored in others). And although I know that the mere repetition of music is enough to get someone to eventually like it, for me it was more than just repetition. It was the building, the atmosphere it created, the incredible architecture and art of the place, and the stories that it inspired in my young impressionable brain.

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