Where to start? Where to start? Where to start?
How fitting that the first blog post by Miss Direction should seem misdirected.
I am a young theatre and opera director. For the past five and a half years I have been living in a European city working as a theatre and opera director. Recently, I returned to a small city in America to live with my parents. Yes, that may not make sense but I have reasons-I'm not saying they are good ones but they are reasons none the less. Much the same as a cheeseboard and lemon sorbet are found on dessert menus: they are not good desserts like creme brulee or chocolate souffle, but they are desserts all the same and you can't rob them of that title.
Why all the mystery you might ask? Why the "European city" and "small American city" nonsense? Why not just come clean? What the Hell Miss Direction?!
My point is this: this is not one of those H I D E O U S sites where artists whine, complain and tragically polish their egos by contstantly attempting to explain what they are 'striving for,' 'struggling with,' or attending. Theatre is like sausage, you don't want to see it being made. you just want to enjoy it once its out there. Actually, theatre is more like Microsoft Excel: who the fuck cares why it was created the fact is that its damn useful and a delight in one's life.
That being said, its not REALLY important then that you know where I was exactly or where to the latitude I am now. The fact is that I am out here trying to make it as an artist and running into strange people, places, circumstances and pop culture. And then I like to write bitchy things about them all.
I, Miss Direction, am going boldly forth into the blogesphere because my friends told me that I of all people should have my own blog because I apparently have a unique POV. As my debt to them, I shall vow to make this blog as humorous and as intellectually tickling as possible.
Although they have been telling me this for the past number of months, I turn to you now this evening. This evening as I reach for the last dreg of my second beer. This evening as I watch "Under the Tuscan Sun" starring Diane Lane on Lifetime*. This evening as I sit on the bottom floor of the house I share with my parents in my Old Navy pajama pants and "I Have the Most Important Job at Showboat Casino" shirt. I turn to you this evening because a number of wierd things have already happened to me since my return to the vast US of A 45 days ago and I'm certain that more will definitely be coming later this week as I start a new job at ... let's say Shakespeare Company of Gotham (SCG). Although my interviews were brief with this company, I have the definite feeling that there are a number of characters stitched into its lining.
Thank you for joining me. Watch this space.
-Miss Direction
*Not a usual activity
