What is Dirt? Well it’s actually a theatre festival, which will be open and free to the public March 31 and April 1 at the Stella Adler studio! Dirt will include ten original student-developed works focusing on the idea “What does it mean to be human.”
It’s all about what this blog is dedicated to. What is it at the base of our humanity that binds us all to each other? It’s dirt.
We have been reviewing submissions of student works including short plays, movement pieces, and spoken word. We will be happy to announce our selections very soon, and we hope that you will join us in our journey by sharing your ideas on dirt.
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You say things that fill me with pride.
You say things that make me wonder.
You say things that are thoughtful.
You say things that make me want to hear what you say before I sleep at night, to help me through the afternoon, and to start my day.
Someone saw a photo of my pumpkin and said, “Oh, a self portrait! How nice!” And I thought, well yeah. Isn’t every pumpkin a self portrait to some extent? But then I thought some more. Usually I like to carve several pumpkins and give them different looks. Does that mean, using the self portrait theory, that I’m schizophrenic? Or perhaps that I am putting different aspects of myself on display? And what does it mean that when I have only one pumpkin to carve that I make it so scary? Am I really telling some would be intruder (because I live in the country where there are no streetlights or close neighbors) that inside this house is the person who carved this pumpkin. Think about that before you intrude.
I lived behind a golf course. I remember one night, my father took a golf ball or a ping pong ball (probably a golf ball. they were pretty common in our backyard) and tied a piece of white cloth around it. It looked like a little ghost. We turned off the motion detector light and went into the backyard, and he showed us something incredible. He threw the ball into the air and all of a sudden, something divebombed it. A bat. He threw it a few more times, and we watched as they chased it across our yard trying to catch it.
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Last night, John Patrick Shanley came to our school and gave us a talk on how he became a playwright. He said a lot of really great things, but I wrote down one of them, because I think it speaks to what dirt is about.
“The part of you that is powerful is the part of you that is the same as everyone else. The part of you that is an asshole is the part that wants to prove that you are not.”
Now, I think that this could be interpreted as a conformist idea, but think about it. Dirt. It is what we come from. It is what we become. We are all unified by our origins and our need to create comes from the same primal urges. By embracing our own humanity, we are embracind the universalitites of being a human. We don’t have to be alone. We are all dirt. We are working from the urge to share a creative experience with each other, and to share our creation as a gift to humanity.
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