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Little Shop of Horrors was certainly a horror, and not a little one either. None the less, we all survived it & managed to have some fun in the process. It was one of those productions that had the feel of fantasy not only on the stage, but also backstage. There were times when we wondered was it a dream or a nightmare. With one crisis replacing another, we questioned our capability, our devotion & especially our sanity.
The audience only saw the end result, not the means or the methods. The audience only saw what was on the stage, not what was behind or around it.
I think that was for the best.
and then . . .
LIGHT
a fantasy that comes to life
actors, portraying, interpreting
and then . . .
BECOMING
they are the characters themselves
action, energy, emotion
and then . . .
PASSION
I am drawn into their reality
void, confusion, emptiness
and then . . .
CREATION
there is something where their was once nothing
-- skippi