It is Brelby tradition to dedicate the month of November to giving a platform for our artists to share their stories. This month our annual Blogathon theme is “Shifting Perspectives”. We’ve spent a large portion of 2020 with our stage dark, but that doesn’t mean that our artists haven’t been growing, changing and creating. This year we asked them, “How has the pandemic impacted your perspective on theatre, the arts, and life? What are your hopes for the future of theatre?”
Enjoy this year’s series with 30 Days of Blogs.
Day 2: Kevin Fenderson
This year has been a wild one, hasn’t it?
(Is it too early to say that’s the understatement of the century?)
I’ve got a lot of thoughts and feelings, friends, so buckle up!
You ready? Good.
Here we go.
I was planning on making the leap to New York at the end of the year. That’s clearly not happening (yet), but I’m still confident that time will come. Because of the pandemic, my mental health took a gigantic nosedive, like many folks I know. The one thing that has kept me even a little bit sane? The arts. Rewatching my favorite TV show for the third (or fourth…fifth…fine. Seventh.) time has brought me even a small semblance of normalcy. Revisiting movies from my childhood, and checking out new releases (Host on Shudder BLEW MY MIND!, by the way) has given me a deeper appreciation for the work that goes into these projects. Going back to my favorite original cast recordings (or being way late to the party on a few (C’mon, SIX!) has reminded me of how an idea can be transformed into something massive and show-stopping! It also brought me to a much larger realization: Regardless of the out, the arts will forever be necessary. The arts aren’t going away. Not really. It’s just taking on new forms, if only for now. How? Well, us creative types are making it work as best we can.
For some, it’s doing virtual theatre readings and concerts. Others, workshopping pieces so they’re ready to be seen when the world reopens (I was lucky enough to be involved in one of these. And I can’t WAIT for Echoes in Brelby’s upcoming season!). We’ve even got a few outdoor and/or socially distanced theatre experiences (Curiouser & Curiouser at Theaterworks, for example, was everything!). To make a long story short (too late), I’m still here (Haaaaa. Sondheim lyrics). We’re all still here.
As long as we’re living, breathing organisms, we’re going to crave the creative. We all miss the stage. I know. I don’t care if you’re a performer or a patron, something inside is longing to get on with the show.
And I’m looking forward to when it’s safe to do so.