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	<title>New Leaf Theatre</title>
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		<title>The moment before&#8230;</title>
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		<pubDate>Wed, 05 Oct 2011 17:48:03 +0000</pubDate>
		<dc:creator>Marsha</dc:creator>
				<category><![CDATA[Design]]></category>
		<category><![CDATA[Thoughts on the Process]]></category>

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		<description><![CDATA[It's one of the fundamental things on the actor checklist: the moment before.  What were you doing in the days, hours, minutes, seconds before you walk onstage or before the scene starts. In Burying Miss America, Jean talks about all the work that her mother's funeral requires. The text is full of references to the [...]]]></description>
			<content:encoded><![CDATA[It's one of the fundamental things on the actor checklist: the moment  before.  What were you doing in the days, hours, minutes, seconds  before you walk onstage or before the scene starts.

<a href="../wp-content/uploads/2011/10/300786_10150332789372660_8231532659_7784659_132217773_n.jpg" target="_blank"><img class="alignleft" title="&quot;All the people that brought flowers or food or  anything...&quot;" src="../wp-content/uploads/2011/10/300786_10150332789372660_8231532659_7784659_132217773_n-300x200.jpg" alt="" width="300" height="200" /></a>In <em>Burying Miss  America</em>, Jean  talks about all the work that her mother's funeral requires. The text is  full of references to the arrangements, the food, the thank you notes. I  did my homework, and I had a pretty good idea of Jean's day before the  play starts. Get up, pack snacks and hand wipes and crayons, and  probably tissues, get myself  dressed, maybe curl my hair, get the kids  up and dressed and fed but make sure they don't get food on their nice  clothes and pile them into the car but make sure the sitter is on call  to take them home when they get tired and thaw one of the  casseroles for them for dinner and of course, start the list of thank  you notes that will take up most of tomorrow and the next day. In short,  I thought I was ready.

And then came tech.

I like to  think of theatre as the epitome of a collaborative art -- the acting,  writing, direction, design, all working together to tell a story.  We  invite the design team to rehearsals so they can see where the show is  going and make sure the design world and the acting world all occupy the  same place on the planet.  I will admit my own actorly bias here and  say that I usually think of this as the design being informed by the  rehearsal.  But not anymore.

On the Tuesday of tech week, Jess  talks me through the opening moments of the show.  I stand wrapped in  Rachel's pitch-perfect costume,  In the blackout, I walk to Michelle's  dazzling white casket, surrounded by glorious and vibrant flowers.   Nick's music evokes open plains and empty rooms in my head.  And then  Jared's lights stream through the windows and it hits me hard -- like a  ton of bricks, like a punch in the gut: THIS is the moment before.  Yes,  Jeanie had a busy day, full of all those tasks, but underneath it all  this is the current that's been running since she got the news.  This  loud silence, this overflowing emptiness.

When we say New Leaf  is a Producing Ensemble, this is what we mean.  We're telling the story  to and with each other in rehearsal so we can tell it to and with you in  performance.

And I'll tell you one more thing: I will hold on  to this particular moment before long after we close.]]></content:encoded>
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		<title>This or That</title>
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		<pubDate>Thu, 29 Sep 2011 13:47:58 +0000</pubDate>
		<dc:creator>Brian Golden</dc:creator>
				<category><![CDATA[Memories]]></category>
		<category><![CDATA[Thoughts on the Process]]></category>
		<category><![CDATA[Brian Golden]]></category>
		<category><![CDATA[Burying Miss America]]></category>
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		<description><![CDATA[I found myself in the old neighborhood last night. I was walking home from some meeting or rehearsal, fighting the desire to give up and catch the bus, when I realized I was no more than a couple blocks from my first Chicago apartment. About the time I had this thought, my day’s consumption of [...]]]></description>
			<content:encoded><![CDATA[<img src="http://www.newleaftheatre.org/blog/wp-content/uploads/2011/09/T7_20101-730x365-300x150.jpg" alt="" title="T7_20101-730x365" width="300" height="150" class="alignright size-medium wp-image-696" />I found myself in the old neighborhood last night.

I was walking home from some meeting or rehearsal, fighting the desire to give up and catch the bus, when I realized I was no more than a couple blocks from my first Chicago apartment. About the time I had this thought, my day’s consumption of coffee caught up with me, and using the bathroom as soon as possible became urgently necessary. Without thinking, I wandered in to the familiar coffee shop where, for a dark year or two, I probably spent more time than in any other place in the city – answering emails, playing online poker, starting a theatre company, writing (not really, although I pretended) and uncorking the incredible time-wasting powers of the internet.

I used the bathroom (new automatic soap dispenser – good for them) and after that, after ordering a coffee and pleasing myself by correctly answering the “ten cent discount” trivia question written daily on the blackboard menu, I stood in the middle of the place, looking at the new, artful wall design and gazing at the armada of two-top and four-top tile tables. As I began to remember that I’d sat <em>there</em> to conduct interviews for a certain position on my staff, and <em>over there</em> when I had lunch many years ago with so and so, a question began to nag me – was the feeling I was experiencing good or bad?

We live in an evaluative culture. Our most loved forms of entertainment no longer involve tragedy or comedy, but judgment. On television, a panel of experts/“the rest of the house”/a super-sexy bachelor hands out scores so that one singer/housemate/super-sexy bachelorette goes home, and another returns next week. In sports, our love for the mythology of achievement (he hit the ball a mile!) has, in the last decade, been, if not replaced, <em>consumed</em> by an obsession for the cold statistics and managerial power of controlling our own fantasy teams (he’s averaging 18.4 touches per game!). On the internet, countless websites have risen to fame by offering no more than the opportunity to judge – this girl or that girl, thumbs up or thumbs down, “rate your experience”, this or that.

Some feelings, though, aren’t good or bad. They just are. My play, <em>Burying Miss America</em>, which the astounding New Leaf Theatre opens tonight, is, in a way, about the ambiguity of those kind of emotions. For me, coming home – whether to the house and town in southeast Iowa where I lived the first eighteen years of my life, or to a coffee shop that still carries the ghosts of a previous version of myself – is one of those feelings. Coming home is too good, too incandescent, too joyous and sentimental and hopeful and safe to be bad. And it is, at the same, too anxiety-filled, too claustrophobic, too alien, too distant, too no-longer-me to be good. It is both. It is neither. It just is.

<strong>Brian Golden is the playwright behind <em>Burying Miss America</em> and is artistic director of <a href="http://theatreseven.org">Theatre Seven of Chicago</a>.</strong>]]></content:encoded>
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		<title>The Treehouse Bears Fruit</title>
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		<pubDate>Tue, 27 Sep 2011 17:40:48 +0000</pubDate>
		<dc:creator>Josh Sobel</dc:creator>
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		<description><![CDATA[It gives me enormous pleasure to see BURYING MISS AMERICA opening this week as the first production of our 2011-2012 Season. Not only is this a beautiful new play by an exciting Chicago artist and wonderful friend of New Leaf, but it is also the culmination of our first revamped Treehouse play development process. This [...]]]></description>
			<content:encoded><![CDATA[<a href="http://www.newleaftheatre.org/current.php"><img src="http://www.newleaftheatre.org/blog/wp-content/uploads/2011/09/Burying-Miss-America-219x300.jpg" alt="" title="Burying-Miss-America" width="219" height="300" class="alignright size-medium wp-image-689" /></a>It gives me enormous pleasure to see  BURYING MISS AMERICA opening this week as the first production of our 2011-2012 Season.  Not only is this a beautiful new play by an exciting Chicago artist and wonderful friend of New Leaf, but it is also the culmination of our first revamped Treehouse play development process. This play has journeyed through its initial workshopping to last season’s Treehouse Readings Series to now find its home as New Leaf’s World Premiere season opener. Congratulations to all involved!

Our commitment to playwrights and the development of the next wave of new theatrical work comes to fruition with BURYING MISS AMERICA, but this is only the beginning of something incredibly special. And it continues on with this season’s slate of six new plays, selected to be part of the 2011-2012 Treehouse Readings Series.

This round of Treehouse began with a call for scripts addressing our chosen thematic element: “CRITICAL MASS.” We encouraged writers to explore all of the possibilities and meanings that this phrase held, and we are proud to announce six rousing plays that rose to the challenge, from playwrights inside and outside of Chicago. Here’s what we have coming up this Fall:

We kick off in September with a darkly comic look at the line between faith and fanaticism with <strong>D.W. Gregory’s biting play SALVATION ROAD</strong>, directed by Sideshow Theatre Company’s Megan Smith. We are thrilled to welcome Ms. Gregory, a much admired and well-travelled playwright based in Washington D.C., to the Treehouse roster as we delve into her troubling yet humorous journey that begs the question: How do you rescue someone who doesn’t want to be saved?

Come October we welcome two new voices to the New Leaf playground: Jessica Hinds and Krista D’Agostino! <strong>Ms. Hinds’ soulful play, WHAT DIES INSIDE US WHILE WE LIVE</strong>, introduces us to a world run dry, a bleak future Earth presented in a fashion that I am thrilled to say that I have never quite experienced before! Director Krista D’Agostino, a recent Chicago transplant from the great city of Boston, helps explore the choice of whether to face adulthood head-on, or to run away as fast as possible.

November welcomes back a great friend of New Leaf, <strong>Emily Dendinger, with her play UNTRAINED IN GEOMETRY</strong>, helmed by our very own Artistic Director Jessica Hutchinson. We were all both thrilled for Emily and sad to see her go, as she recently began her MFA in Playwriting at University of Iowa Playwrights Workshop, but Chicago gets her back as we feature her wildly entertaining screwball romantic comedy about fate, farce and fidelity.

With that we wrap up our Fall Treehouse Readings, and begin to prepare for our Spring readings, which include A PERFECT SHADE OF SKYLINE GREY by Mark Mason, RADIO GHOSTS by Greg Romero (last season’s reading DANDELION MOMMA), and STILL LIFE OF A MOVING PICTURE by David Strattan White. (Keep your eyes peeled for more info on each of these fabulous new works!)

But that’s not all! We are days away from announcing the thematic element for our next call for scripts, to be considered for the 2012-2013 Treehouse Readings Series, so stay tuned - same Leaf time, same Leaf place, same Leaf channel. ]]></content:encoded>
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		<title>In the details&#8230;</title>
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		<pubDate>Wed, 21 Sep 2011 20:45:37 +0000</pubDate>
		<dc:creator>Marsha</dc:creator>
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		<description><![CDATA["While I was waiting for you before, I made this list. All the people that brought food. Or flowers. Or anything. The ordinary, average, worshiped her from all the pageants people. They get a note." I've gotten to know this person called Jean Russell pretty well over the last few weeks, diving into the words [...]]]></description>
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<em>"While I was waiting for you before, I made this list. All the  people that brought food. Or flowers. Or anything. The ordinary,  average, worshiped her from all the pageants people. They get a note."
</em>

I've gotten to know this person called Jean Russell pretty well over the last few weeks, diving into the words she says, delving in to her life story.  What began as painting in broad strokes has evolved into more detailed brushwork, and as we get ready to welcome our first preview audiences on Thursday, I find my mind occupied with the minutia of Jean's day-to-day world.

Rachel brought in the perfect bag for Jean -- big enough to be a "mom" purse, but small enough to be appropriate for a special occasion -- and I've been contemplating what lives in Jeanie's purse besides the obvious wallet and keys.  A book? Mints? Gum? Tissues? Hand wipes? Snacks for the kids?  All of the above.

And the thank you notes - part obligation, part expression of gratitude.  I asked Michelle if I could pick out the notes Jean uses, and so I took myself shopping. I found the perfect notes: elegant but not frivolous, sold in bulk quantities because goodness knows Jean has a lot of notes to write and not a lot to spend.  And while I was in the stationery aisle, I started looking at sympathy cards.  Of course Jean received tons of them, from her mother's admirers, from all the people in Nebraska's fourth largest town that knew and loved her.  Some of them were lovely - heartfelt and simple, offers of support, expressions of love and concern. And some of them were Just. So. Awful. Saccharine, flowery, simpering eulogies overflowing with gushing praise and bad poetry.  And just like that, in the middle of Target, I had a new understanding of what the past few days had been like for Jeanie.  She must have opened and read dozens, maybe hundreds of these cards.  Some would have made her cry with their sincerity, some would have made her gag with their syrupy sweetness.  But all of them would be from people she knew, people reaching for the right words to convey their own feelings of sadness, people trying to connect in the face of unexpected loss.

I know most audience members won't notice or think about the cards.  But now you will.  Won't you?]]></content:encoded>
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		<title>The Search for Shape</title>
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		<pubDate>Sat, 04 Jun 2011 17:19:26 +0000</pubDate>
		<dc:creator>Michelle</dc:creator>
				<category><![CDATA[Design]]></category>
		<category><![CDATA[Thoughts on the Process]]></category>
		<category><![CDATA[Lighthousekeeping]]></category>
		<category><![CDATA[Michelle Lilly]]></category>

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		<description><![CDATA[Michelle Lilly is part of the production ensemble of New Leaf Theatre and is the Scenic Designer for Lighthousekeeping. One of my favorite parts of any design process is the shape search. This typically takes place once the basic storytelling concepts are down, but we’re still looking for the specifics of what the world of [...]]]></description>
			<content:encoded><![CDATA[<a href="http://www.newleaftheatre.org/about.php"><img src="http://www.newleaftheatre.org/blog/wp-content/uploads/2011/05/michelle-229x300.jpg" alt="" title="michelle" width="229" height="300" class="alignleft size-medium wp-image-640" /></a><strong>Michelle Lilly is part of the production ensemble of <a href="http://newleaftheatre.org">New Leaf Theatre</a> and is the Scenic Designer for <a href="http://dcatheater.org/lighthousekeeping">Lighthousekeeping</a>.</strong>

One of my favorite parts of any design process is the shape search.  This typically takes place once the basic storytelling concepts are down, but we’re still looking for the specifics of what the world of the play looks, sounds, and feels like. 
 
The first thing I’m usually thinking about is the basic presence of the set in relation to the story we’re telling and how we’re telling it.  Is it looming?  Is it sensual?  Is it quiet and unassuming?  Audacious?  Commanding?  What role does the environment play in getting this story across to the audience?  How do the characters interact with it?  How do they feel about it?  When asking these questions, I find myself searching for its shape in everything; obviously in my research, but also while I’m commuting, while I’m at work, while I’m watching a movie, or walking around Home Depot.  When I’m in this stage, I look at everything to see its shape and line first.  I stare at the way the sun hits the bricks on a building on Grand Avenue.  I look at bikes, trains, a pile of trash, trees, mailboxes, searching for the shadowy shape I’m looking for.  Sometimes I don’t know what it is, but I know I’ll know it when I see it. 
 
<a href="http://www.newleaftheatre.org/blog/wp-content/uploads/2011/05/DSC_0022_med.jpg"><img src="http://www.newleaftheatre.org/blog/wp-content/uploads/2011/05/DSC_0022_med-300x200.jpg" alt="" title="DSC_0022_med" width="300" height="200" class="alignright size-medium wp-image-641" /></a>Every design is like a puzzle.  It’s often like a <a href="http://www.nickbantock.com/">Nick Bantock</a> puzzle, which takes days and maybe weeks to crack, but the answer is there if you stay with it long enough.  I have to push and work at it, and eventually I get so frustrated that I almost give up, and then my mind relaxes, and a large part of the solution suddenly surfaces.  A lot of times I’ve found the answer, or the key to the series of rooms that leads to the answer, in completely unexpected places. 
 
I recently visited the architecture exhibit at the Museum of Modern Art in New York, and as architecture is tough to present in a gallery, what they presented instead was process pieces.  This was completely awesome.  Crayon sketches by Mies van der Rohe, huge scale models of commercial buildings, sketches of suggestions for the new World Trade Center Memorial building, scribbles and hand-scrawled notes.   There was a model of the <a href="http://www.mercedes-benz-classic.com/content/classic/mpc/mpc_classic_website/en/mpc_home/mbc/home/museum/overview_museum.html" target="_blank">Mercedes-Benz museum in Stuttgart, Germany</a>, and there were process sketches in which the architect is clearly trying to find the unique shape that the museum eventually takes.  There are sketches, paper cutouts, and finally a white dinner plate drawn on with a black marker.  The dinner plate captures the curves the architect was looking for. <em> And they hung it on a museum wall.</em>
 
Lighthousekeeping has been an especially challenging shape search. What is the shape of loss?  What is the shape of fear?  What is the physical appearance of being completely and suddenly unmoored?  What is the shape of love?  Which of these shapes do I show, and which do I let the audience find on their own?

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		<title>The Secrets of a Literary Text</title>
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		<pubDate>Thu, 02 Jun 2011 16:55:34 +0000</pubDate>
		<dc:creator>Georgette Kelly</dc:creator>
				<category><![CDATA[Thoughts on the Process]]></category>
		<category><![CDATA[D. Soyini Madison]]></category>
		<category><![CDATA[Georgette Kelly]]></category>
		<category><![CDATA[Jeanette Winterson]]></category>
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		<description><![CDATA[When I first read Jeanette Winterson’s <a href="http://www.jeanettewinterson.com/pages/content/index.asp?PageID=20" target="_blank"><em>Lighthousekeeping</em></a>, I knew I would read it again.  And again.  And again.  

I read the book in waves and cycles.  I reached for it with each major change in my life.  I returned to the lighthouse when I needed to cope with isolation, loss, grief, and distance.]]></description>
			<content:encoded><![CDATA[<img src="http://www.newleaftheatre.org/blog/wp-content/uploads/2011/05/Screen-shot-2011-05-30-at-1.12.23-PM-229x300.png" alt="" title="Screen shot 2011-05-30 at 1.12.23 PM" width="200"  class="alignleft size-medium wp-image-651" /><strong>Georgette Kelly is the playwright of Lighthousekeeping, a work she adapted from the novel by Jeanette Winterson.</strong>

When I first read Jeanette Winterson’s <a href="http://www.jeanettewinterson.com/pages/content/index.asp?PageID=20" target="_blank"><em>Lighthousekeeping</em></a>, I knew I would read it again.  And again.  And again.  

I read the book in waves and cycles.  I reached for it with each major change in my life.  I returned to the lighthouse when I needed to cope with isolation, loss, grief, and distance.

<div style="clear:both;"></div>

<a href="http://www.newleaftheatre.org/blog/wp-content/uploads/2011/05/DSC_0030_med.jpg"><img src="http://www.newleaftheatre.org/blog/wp-content/uploads/2011/05/DSC_0030_med-300x200.jpg" alt="" title="Be happy." width="300" height="200" class="alignright size-medium wp-image-653" /></a>As I read and re-read, the book’s characters began to inhabit my mind and unfurl their secrets.   The more I read, the more I wanted to know them intimately, first-hand, through a live experience.  I wanted to meet them.  In other words, I wanted my literary experience to be enriched by performance.

Performance Studies scholar <a href="http://books.google.com/books?id=EtG3WQyeWW8C&pg=PA143&lpg=PA143&dq=d+soyini+madison+remembering+oral+history+my+desire+is+for+the+poor&source=bl&ots=xRtLnssXzV&sig=qKIZpgRqpF8KfHR27pJZspR2le4&hl=en&ei=0d7jTZD4NMG2tgfxwtzeCQ&sa=X&oi=book_result&ct=result&resnum=2&ved=0CB8Q6AEwAQ#v=onepage&q=d%20soyini%20madison%20remembering%20oral%20history%20my%20desire%20is%20for%20the%20poor&f=false" target="_blank">D. Soyini Madison has written</a> that “Performance opens the secrets of a literary text…[and] this is a political enterprise.  It involves unearthing the subtext in literature and the unearthing of subtext in experience.  But the archeology of unearthing is never neat.”   

Through writing plays based in literature, I strive to unearth the secrets that Madison describes.   It is not that I want my plays to be messy.  Indeed, I want them to be well structured, with very precise language.  But I do want them to question core assumptions, to dig up the (sub)text that has been buried by everyday life.  I want to tell stories that are open-ended, cross the boundaries of the fourth wall, and insist upon an active, questioning audience.  

<a href="http://www.newleaftheatre.org/blog/wp-content/uploads/2011/05/DSC_0016_med.jpg"><img src="http://www.newleaftheatre.org/blog/wp-content/uploads/2011/05/DSC_0016_med-300x200.jpg" alt="" title="DSC_0016_med" width="300" height="200" class="alignleft size-medium wp-image-652" /></a>This is never neat.  It is unsettling and demanding, and these very qualities draw me to performance.  Theatre requires that I abandon my individual reality and join with others in a shared truth: the world of the play.  As audiences and artists, we must agree to a precarious collective, lasting only a few hours, where our assumptions about life can be shaken.  In the best theatrical experiences, both audiences and artists leave with questions—about how we interact with others, how we shape our realities, and how we tell our own stories.  These questions change us.

When I fall in love with a literary text, as I have fallen in love with <a href="http://dcatheater.org/lighthousekeeping">Lighthousekeeping</a>, I use performance as a tool to study it.  The process changes me too; theatrical adaptation is my lens to clarify the text, therefore I become a playwright.  Once the text is embodied, it reveals more about itself and, subsequently, I learn more about myself.  This learning process has had a profound impact on the way I see the world.  It is my goal that my audiences also gain insight into the literary texts I explore, and into the subtext of their own experiences.

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		<title>Rehearsing inside the Fossil Cave</title>
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		<pubDate>Tue, 31 May 2011 16:34:03 +0000</pubDate>
		<dc:creator>Jessica</dc:creator>
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		<category><![CDATA[Fine Arts Building]]></category>
		<category><![CDATA[Jessica Hutchinson]]></category>
		<category><![CDATA[Lighthousekeeping]]></category>

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		<description><![CDATA[The Fine Arts Building on South Michigan Avenue was established as an artists’ haven in 1885.  The building is ten stories tall, one of two buildings in Chicago that still employs elevator operators, and alive with the echoes of vocal and instrumental artists, working away in their separate studios.  

Working in one of those studios during the Lighthousekeeping rehearsal has been a gift.  Downtown, its location has prepared us for the neighborhood in which we’ll be performing, and the size and feel of the building itself has a lot to say to the scope of the story we’re telling.  This physical space has certainly informed our work.  ]]></description>
			<content:encoded><![CDATA[<a href="http://www.newleaftheatre.org/about.php"><img class="alignleft size-medium wp-image-634" title="jess" src="http://www.newleaftheatre.org/blog/wp-content/uploads/2011/05/jess-199x300.jpg" alt="" width="199" height="300" /></a><strong>Jessica Hutchinson is the Artistic Director of New Leaf Theatre and the director of <em><a href="http://dcatheater.org/lighthousekeeping">Lighthousekeeping</a></em>.</strong>

The <a href="http://www.fineartsbuilding.tv/">Fine Arts Building on South Michigan Avenue</a> was established as an artists’ haven in 1885, and housed - among other artistic institutions - the <a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Little_Theatre_Movement">Little Theater of Chicago</a>, by some measures the city's first storefront theatre.  The building is ten stories tall, one of two buildings in Chicago that still employs elevator operators, and alive with the echoes of vocal and instrumental artists, working away in their separate studios.

<img class="alignright size-medium wp-image-645" title="The Fine Arts Building" src="http://www.newleaftheatre.org/blog/wp-content/uploads/2011/06/DSC_0003_med-200x300.jpg" alt="" width="150" />Working in one of those studios - Malcolm Ruhl's new rehearsal space at <a href="http://www.finalscoremusic.com/">Final Score Music</a> - during the Lighthousekeeping rehearsal has been a gift.  Downtown, its location has prepared us for the neighborhood in which we’ll be performing, and the size and feel of the building itself has a lot to say to the scope of the story we’re telling.  This physical space has certainly informed our work.

Part of what we’ve always valued about the New Leaf rehearsal process in the LPCC is rehearsing and performing in the same place, a luxury that allows us to bake the show and its life into the walls.  During this process, I think the reverse has happened; the walls, steeped as they are in a creative history, have baked themselves into us.

<a href="http://www.newleaftheatre.org/blog/wp-content/uploads/2011/05/fossil-cave-1.jpg"><img class="alignright size-medium wp-image-633" title="fossil cave 1" src="http://www.newleaftheatre.org/blog/wp-content/uploads/2011/05/fossil-cave-1-300x225.jpg" alt="" width="300" height="225" /></a>In <em>Lighthousekeeping</em>, a cave is discovered in the mid-1800’s that is lined and framed with fossils.  So to, the stories we tell, the records we make of our own lives are framed as our personal fossil records, “cumulative deposits,” the individual images frozen in time that make up our lives.

On Saturday, we took the day to really inhabit our Fine Arts Building home, and see what it had to teach us about waking up a space with so much history living in its walls.  Our cast broke into two groups and was given a menu of elements the original 3-act pieces they were to create should contain – things like 15 consecutive seconds of stillness, a moment of everyone looking up, music from an unexpected source.  And the best one – the perfect use of space, any space they could access in the building.  They were given 30 minutes, and titles for the three acts: The World As It Was, The World As It Is, The World As It Could Be.

<a href="http://www.newleaftheatre.org/blog/wp-content/uploads/2011/05/blog-post-3.jpg"><img class="alignleft size-medium wp-image-632" title="blog post 3" src="http://www.newleaftheatre.org/blog/wp-content/uploads/2011/05/blog-post-3-300x223.jpg" alt="" width="300" height="223" /></a>The moments the actors created were stunning, beautiful images, the creation of which opened our ensemble’s eyes and minds to wonder about the other people who inhabited these rooms and walked these halls before us.  These moments are hard to describe in words – they were pictures that blended into other pictures, made up of benches and clocks and dark hallways and arias.  There were staircases and elevators and rewards for each audience's willingness to take risks in spaces that weren't comfortable at first.

Excited as we are to move to the DCA space this week, there is something magical, almost mystical about the Fine Arts Building that I’m reluctant to leave behind.  My hope is that, like our story suggests, nothing can be left or forgotten, that we carry our fossil caves with us, adding to them, making room for more, still holding to what came before, and letting what we learn in one journey transform our experience of the next.]]></content:encoded>
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		<title>Treehouse Reading &#8211; How We Got On</title>
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		<pubDate>Tue, 24 May 2011 04:19:01 +0000</pubDate>
		<dc:creator>Josh Sobel</dc:creator>
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		<category><![CDATA[How We Got On]]></category>
		<category><![CDATA[Idris Goodwin]]></category>

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		<description><![CDATA[The final play in our Spring 2011 Treehouse Reading Series is How We Got On by Idris Goodwin. Click on the player below to hear the entire recording, or subscribe to our podcast on iTunes. Synopsis A classic American coming-of-age tale with a unique hip-hop treatment: domestic suburban life remixed. The Selector, our DJ/Narrator, samples [...]]]></description>
			<content:encoded><![CDATA[The final play in our Spring 2011 Treehouse Reading Series is <strong>How We Got On</strong> by Idris Goodwin.  Click on the player below to hear the entire recording, or <a href="http://itunes.apple.com/us/podcast/new-leaf-theatre-podcast/id251141038">subscribe to our podcast on iTunes</a>.

<h3>Synopsis</h3>
A classic American coming-of-age tale with a unique hip-hop treatment: domestic suburban life remixed. The Selector, our DJ/Narrator, samples and loops us through the lives of three Midwestern teen rappers who have yet to discover the power of harmony over discord. 

<a href="http://idrisgoodwin.blogspot.com/"><img src="http://www.newleaftheatre.org/blog/wp-content/uploads/2011/05/idris-150x150.jpg" alt="" title="idris" width="150" height="150" class="alignleft size-thumbnail wp-image-625" /><strong>About Idris Goodwin</strong></a>
Idris Goodwin is an award-winning playwright, poet and performer who uses hip hop arts to create original genre defying performances. From Chicago's Steppenwolf Theater to Minneapolis' Pilsbury House Theater to Albuquerque's Kimo Theater, Goodwin's innovative work is showcased across the nation. In 2005, the NNPN New Plays Showcase at Stanford featured his play Braising; since then, The National Endowment for the Arts, The Ford Foundation, The Hip Hop Theater Festival and The Illinois Arts Council have supported his writing. He has performed on HBO, The Discovery Channel and garnered praise from The New York Times and National Public Radio. These Are The Breaks, his debut collection of hip hop prose will be widely released in March. Currently, Goodwin is a member of the Playwrights Workshop at the University of Iowa.]]></content:encoded>
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		<itunes:subtitle>The final play in our Spring 2011 Treehouse Reading Series is How We Got On by Idris Goodwin.  Click on the player below to hear the entire recording, or subscribe to our podcast on iTunes. - Synopsis A classic American coming-of-age tale with a uniq...</itunes:subtitle>
		<itunes:summary>The final play in our Spring 2011 Treehouse Reading Series is How We Got On by Idris Goodwin.  Click on the player below to hear the entire recording, or subscribe to our podcast on iTunes.

Synopsis
A classic American coming-of-age tale with a unique hip-hop treatment: domestic suburban life remixed. The Selector, our DJ/Narrator, samples and loops us through the lives of three Midwestern teen rappers who have yet to discover the power of harmony over discord. 

About Idris Goodwin
Idris Goodwin is an award-winning playwright, poet and performer who uses hip hop arts to create original genre defying performances. From Chicago&#039;s Steppenwolf Theater to Minneapolis&#039; Pilsbury House Theater to Albuquerque&#039;s Kimo Theater, Goodwin&#039;s innovative work is showcased across the nation. In 2005, the NNPN New Plays Showcase at Stanford featured his play Braising; since then, The National Endowment for the Arts, The Ford Foundation, The Hip Hop Theater Festival and The Illinois Arts Council have supported his writing. He has performed on HBO, The Discovery Channel and garnered praise from The New York Times and National Public Radio. These Are The Breaks, his debut collection of hip hop prose will be widely released in March. Currently, Goodwin is a member of the Playwrights Workshop at the University of Iowa.</itunes:summary>
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		<title>Treehouse Reading &#8211; Dandelion Momma</title>
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		<pubDate>Tue, 26 Apr 2011 04:13:55 +0000</pubDate>
		<dc:creator>Josh Sobel</dc:creator>
				<category><![CDATA[Treehouse]]></category>
		<category><![CDATA[Dandelion Momma]]></category>
		<category><![CDATA[Greg Romero]]></category>

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		<description><![CDATA[Next up in our Spring 2011 Treehouse Reading Series is <strong>Dandelion Momma</strong> by Greg Romero, an enigmatic play that explores memory and family through a fractured remembrance of the Great Depression.]]></description>
			<content:encoded><![CDATA[Next up in our Spring 2011 Treehouse Reading Series is <strong>Dandelion Momma</strong> by Greg Romero.  Click on the player below to hear the entire recording, or <a href="http://itunes.apple.com/us/podcast/new-leaf-theatre-podcast/id251141038">subscribe to our podcast on iTunes</a>.

<h3>Synopsis</h3>
 A 100-year old woman reflects on her life through broken pieces of memory. An eight-year old girl takes care of wayward dandelions and sees the lights inside of people. A farm girl and a writer search for life while planting seeds in the hardened ground of the Great Depression. The ground becomes harder, the girl becomes tired, the air becomes heavier and something new must be born.

<a href="http://gregromero.blogspot.com/"><img src="http://www.newleaftheatre.org/blog/wp-content/uploads/2011/05/Greg-halcyon-150x150.jpg" alt="" title="Greg halcyon" width="150" height="150" class="alignleft size-thumbnail wp-image-615" /></a><strong>About Greg Romero</strong>
Greg Romero is a playwright/theater artist whose plays, site-specific projects and participatory live events have been produced in New York, Philadelphia, Austin, Dallas, Denver, Louisville, Phoenix and New Orleans. Romero's collaborations with electronic music composer Mike Vernusky have been produced live in New York, Philadelphia, Austin, and Phoenix, while also receiving airplay in Toronto, Canada and Zurich, Switzerland. Romero has been a finalist for the Heideman Award, a semi-finalist for the Princess Grace Award, nominated for the F. Otto Haas Award for an Emerging Philadelphia Theater Artist and was selected as the first-ever Resident Writer of the ArtsEdge Residency as well as one of the first three writers selected for the inaugural Philadelphia Dramatists Center/Plays & Players Playwriting Residency. His works are published by Heinemann Press and Playscripts, Inc. Romero received an MFA in Playwriting from The University of Texas-Austin where he held the James A. Michener Fellowship. Romero is currently a Visiting Assistant Professor of Theater at Drexel University and has also taught at the National Theater Institute. ]]></content:encoded>
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			<itunes:keywords>Dandelion Momma,Greg Romero</itunes:keywords>
		<itunes:subtitle>Next up in our Spring 2011 Treehouse Reading Series is Dandelion Momma by Greg Romero, an enigmatic play that explores memory and family through a fractured remembrance of the Great Depression.</itunes:subtitle>
		<itunes:summary>Next up in our Spring 2011 Treehouse Reading Series is Dandelion Momma by Greg Romero, an enigmatic play that explores memory and family through a fractured remembrance of the Great Depression.</itunes:summary>
		<itunes:author>New Leaf Theatre</itunes:author>
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		<title>The moment before&#8230;</title>
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		<pubDate>Wed, 05 Oct 2011 17:48:03 +0000</pubDate>
		<dc:creator>Marsha</dc:creator>
				<category><![CDATA[Design]]></category>
		<category><![CDATA[Thoughts on the Process]]></category>

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		<description><![CDATA[It's one of the fundamental things on the actor checklist: the moment before.  What were you doing in the days, hours, minutes, seconds before you walk onstage or before the scene starts. In Burying Miss America, Jean talks about all the work that her mother's funeral requires. The text is full of references to the [...]]]></description>
			<content:encoded><![CDATA[It's one of the fundamental things on the actor checklist: the moment  before.  What were you doing in the days, hours, minutes, seconds  before you walk onstage or before the scene starts.

<a href="../wp-content/uploads/2011/10/300786_10150332789372660_8231532659_7784659_132217773_n.jpg" target="_blank"><img class="alignleft" title="&quot;All the people that brought flowers or food or  anything...&quot;" src="../wp-content/uploads/2011/10/300786_10150332789372660_8231532659_7784659_132217773_n-300x200.jpg" alt="" width="300" height="200" /></a>In <em>Burying Miss  America</em>, Jean  talks about all the work that her mother's funeral requires. The text is  full of references to the arrangements, the food, the thank you notes. I  did my homework, and I had a pretty good idea of Jean's day before the  play starts. Get up, pack snacks and hand wipes and crayons, and  probably tissues, get myself  dressed, maybe curl my hair, get the kids  up and dressed and fed but make sure they don't get food on their nice  clothes and pile them into the car but make sure the sitter is on call  to take them home when they get tired and thaw one of the  casseroles for them for dinner and of course, start the list of thank  you notes that will take up most of tomorrow and the next day. In short,  I thought I was ready.

And then came tech.

I like to  think of theatre as the epitome of a collaborative art -- the acting,  writing, direction, design, all working together to tell a story.  We  invite the design team to rehearsals so they can see where the show is  going and make sure the design world and the acting world all occupy the  same place on the planet.  I will admit my own actorly bias here and  say that I usually think of this as the design being informed by the  rehearsal.  But not anymore.

On the Tuesday of tech week, Jess  talks me through the opening moments of the show.  I stand wrapped in  Rachel's pitch-perfect costume,  In the blackout, I walk to Michelle's  dazzling white casket, surrounded by glorious and vibrant flowers.   Nick's music evokes open plains and empty rooms in my head.  And then  Jared's lights stream through the windows and it hits me hard -- like a  ton of bricks, like a punch in the gut: THIS is the moment before.  Yes,  Jeanie had a busy day, full of all those tasks, but underneath it all  this is the current that's been running since she got the news.  This  loud silence, this overflowing emptiness.

When we say New Leaf  is a Producing Ensemble, this is what we mean.  We're telling the story  to and with each other in rehearsal so we can tell it to and with you in  performance.

And I'll tell you one more thing: I will hold on  to this particular moment before long after we close.]]></content:encoded>
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		<title>This or That</title>
		<link>http://www.newleaftheatre.org/blog/2011/this-or-that/</link>
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		<pubDate>Thu, 29 Sep 2011 13:47:58 +0000</pubDate>
		<dc:creator>Brian Golden</dc:creator>
				<category><![CDATA[Memories]]></category>
		<category><![CDATA[Thoughts on the Process]]></category>
		<category><![CDATA[Brian Golden]]></category>
		<category><![CDATA[Burying Miss America]]></category>
		<category><![CDATA[Theatre Seven]]></category>

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		<description><![CDATA[I found myself in the old neighborhood last night. I was walking home from some meeting or rehearsal, fighting the desire to give up and catch the bus, when I realized I was no more than a couple blocks from my first Chicago apartment. About the time I had this thought, my day’s consumption of [...]]]></description>
			<content:encoded><![CDATA[<img src="http://www.newleaftheatre.org/blog/wp-content/uploads/2011/09/T7_20101-730x365-300x150.jpg" alt="" title="T7_20101-730x365" width="300" height="150" class="alignright size-medium wp-image-696" />I found myself in the old neighborhood last night.

I was walking home from some meeting or rehearsal, fighting the desire to give up and catch the bus, when I realized I was no more than a couple blocks from my first Chicago apartment. About the time I had this thought, my day’s consumption of coffee caught up with me, and using the bathroom as soon as possible became urgently necessary. Without thinking, I wandered in to the familiar coffee shop where, for a dark year or two, I probably spent more time than in any other place in the city – answering emails, playing online poker, starting a theatre company, writing (not really, although I pretended) and uncorking the incredible time-wasting powers of the internet.

I used the bathroom (new automatic soap dispenser – good for them) and after that, after ordering a coffee and pleasing myself by correctly answering the “ten cent discount” trivia question written daily on the blackboard menu, I stood in the middle of the place, looking at the new, artful wall design and gazing at the armada of two-top and four-top tile tables. As I began to remember that I’d sat <em>there</em> to conduct interviews for a certain position on my staff, and <em>over there</em> when I had lunch many years ago with so and so, a question began to nag me – was the feeling I was experiencing good or bad?

We live in an evaluative culture. Our most loved forms of entertainment no longer involve tragedy or comedy, but judgment. On television, a panel of experts/“the rest of the house”/a super-sexy bachelor hands out scores so that one singer/housemate/super-sexy bachelorette goes home, and another returns next week. In sports, our love for the mythology of achievement (he hit the ball a mile!) has, in the last decade, been, if not replaced, <em>consumed</em> by an obsession for the cold statistics and managerial power of controlling our own fantasy teams (he’s averaging 18.4 touches per game!). On the internet, countless websites have risen to fame by offering no more than the opportunity to judge – this girl or that girl, thumbs up or thumbs down, “rate your experience”, this or that.

Some feelings, though, aren’t good or bad. They just are. My play, <em>Burying Miss America</em>, which the astounding New Leaf Theatre opens tonight, is, in a way, about the ambiguity of those kind of emotions. For me, coming home – whether to the house and town in southeast Iowa where I lived the first eighteen years of my life, or to a coffee shop that still carries the ghosts of a previous version of myself – is one of those feelings. Coming home is too good, too incandescent, too joyous and sentimental and hopeful and safe to be bad. And it is, at the same, too anxiety-filled, too claustrophobic, too alien, too distant, too no-longer-me to be good. It is both. It is neither. It just is.

<strong>Brian Golden is the playwright behind <em>Burying Miss America</em> and is artistic director of <a href="http://theatreseven.org">Theatre Seven of Chicago</a>.</strong>]]></content:encoded>
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		<title>The Treehouse Bears Fruit</title>
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		<pubDate>Tue, 27 Sep 2011 17:40:48 +0000</pubDate>
		<dc:creator>Josh Sobel</dc:creator>
				<category><![CDATA[Treehouse]]></category>

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		<description><![CDATA[It gives me enormous pleasure to see BURYING MISS AMERICA opening this week as the first production of our 2011-2012 Season. Not only is this a beautiful new play by an exciting Chicago artist and wonderful friend of New Leaf, but it is also the culmination of our first revamped Treehouse play development process. This [...]]]></description>
			<content:encoded><![CDATA[<a href="http://www.newleaftheatre.org/current.php"><img src="http://www.newleaftheatre.org/blog/wp-content/uploads/2011/09/Burying-Miss-America-219x300.jpg" alt="" title="Burying-Miss-America" width="219" height="300" class="alignright size-medium wp-image-689" /></a>It gives me enormous pleasure to see  BURYING MISS AMERICA opening this week as the first production of our 2011-2012 Season.  Not only is this a beautiful new play by an exciting Chicago artist and wonderful friend of New Leaf, but it is also the culmination of our first revamped Treehouse play development process. This play has journeyed through its initial workshopping to last season’s Treehouse Readings Series to now find its home as New Leaf’s World Premiere season opener. Congratulations to all involved!

Our commitment to playwrights and the development of the next wave of new theatrical work comes to fruition with BURYING MISS AMERICA, but this is only the beginning of something incredibly special. And it continues on with this season’s slate of six new plays, selected to be part of the 2011-2012 Treehouse Readings Series.

This round of Treehouse began with a call for scripts addressing our chosen thematic element: “CRITICAL MASS.” We encouraged writers to explore all of the possibilities and meanings that this phrase held, and we are proud to announce six rousing plays that rose to the challenge, from playwrights inside and outside of Chicago. Here’s what we have coming up this Fall:

We kick off in September with a darkly comic look at the line between faith and fanaticism with <strong>D.W. Gregory’s biting play SALVATION ROAD</strong>, directed by Sideshow Theatre Company’s Megan Smith. We are thrilled to welcome Ms. Gregory, a much admired and well-travelled playwright based in Washington D.C., to the Treehouse roster as we delve into her troubling yet humorous journey that begs the question: How do you rescue someone who doesn’t want to be saved?

Come October we welcome two new voices to the New Leaf playground: Jessica Hinds and Krista D’Agostino! <strong>Ms. Hinds’ soulful play, WHAT DIES INSIDE US WHILE WE LIVE</strong>, introduces us to a world run dry, a bleak future Earth presented in a fashion that I am thrilled to say that I have never quite experienced before! Director Krista D’Agostino, a recent Chicago transplant from the great city of Boston, helps explore the choice of whether to face adulthood head-on, or to run away as fast as possible.

November welcomes back a great friend of New Leaf, <strong>Emily Dendinger, with her play UNTRAINED IN GEOMETRY</strong>, helmed by our very own Artistic Director Jessica Hutchinson. We were all both thrilled for Emily and sad to see her go, as she recently began her MFA in Playwriting at University of Iowa Playwrights Workshop, but Chicago gets her back as we feature her wildly entertaining screwball romantic comedy about fate, farce and fidelity.

With that we wrap up our Fall Treehouse Readings, and begin to prepare for our Spring readings, which include A PERFECT SHADE OF SKYLINE GREY by Mark Mason, RADIO GHOSTS by Greg Romero (last season’s reading DANDELION MOMMA), and STILL LIFE OF A MOVING PICTURE by David Strattan White. (Keep your eyes peeled for more info on each of these fabulous new works!)

But that’s not all! We are days away from announcing the thematic element for our next call for scripts, to be considered for the 2012-2013 Treehouse Readings Series, so stay tuned - same Leaf time, same Leaf place, same Leaf channel. ]]></content:encoded>
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		<title>In the details&#8230;</title>
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		<pubDate>Wed, 21 Sep 2011 20:45:37 +0000</pubDate>
		<dc:creator>Marsha</dc:creator>
				<category><![CDATA[rehearsal]]></category>
		<category><![CDATA[Thoughts on the Process]]></category>

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		<description><![CDATA["While I was waiting for you before, I made this list. All the people that brought food. Or flowers. Or anything. The ordinary, average, worshiped her from all the pageants people. They get a note." I've gotten to know this person called Jean Russell pretty well over the last few weeks, diving into the words [...]]]></description>
			<content:encoded><![CDATA[<em><a href="http://www.newleaftheatre.org/blog/wp-content/uploads/2011/09/IMG_20110920_1941091.jpg"><img class="size-medium wp-image-684 alignnone" title="&quot;She Was Someone Very Special&quot;" src="http://www.newleaftheatre.org/blog/wp-content/uploads/2011/09/IMG_20110920_1941091-300x224.jpg" alt="" width="300" height="224" /></a></em><em></em>

<em>"While I was waiting for you before, I made this list. All the  people that brought food. Or flowers. Or anything. The ordinary,  average, worshiped her from all the pageants people. They get a note."
</em>

I've gotten to know this person called Jean Russell pretty well over the last few weeks, diving into the words she says, delving in to her life story.  What began as painting in broad strokes has evolved into more detailed brushwork, and as we get ready to welcome our first preview audiences on Thursday, I find my mind occupied with the minutia of Jean's day-to-day world.

Rachel brought in the perfect bag for Jean -- big enough to be a "mom" purse, but small enough to be appropriate for a special occasion -- and I've been contemplating what lives in Jeanie's purse besides the obvious wallet and keys.  A book? Mints? Gum? Tissues? Hand wipes? Snacks for the kids?  All of the above.

And the thank you notes - part obligation, part expression of gratitude.  I asked Michelle if I could pick out the notes Jean uses, and so I took myself shopping. I found the perfect notes: elegant but not frivolous, sold in bulk quantities because goodness knows Jean has a lot of notes to write and not a lot to spend.  And while I was in the stationery aisle, I started looking at sympathy cards.  Of course Jean received tons of them, from her mother's admirers, from all the people in Nebraska's fourth largest town that knew and loved her.  Some of them were lovely - heartfelt and simple, offers of support, expressions of love and concern. And some of them were Just. So. Awful. Saccharine, flowery, simpering eulogies overflowing with gushing praise and bad poetry.  And just like that, in the middle of Target, I had a new understanding of what the past few days had been like for Jeanie.  She must have opened and read dozens, maybe hundreds of these cards.  Some would have made her cry with their sincerity, some would have made her gag with their syrupy sweetness.  But all of them would be from people she knew, people reaching for the right words to convey their own feelings of sadness, people trying to connect in the face of unexpected loss.

I know most audience members won't notice or think about the cards.  But now you will.  Won't you?]]></content:encoded>
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		<title>The Search for Shape</title>
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		<pubDate>Sat, 04 Jun 2011 17:19:26 +0000</pubDate>
		<dc:creator>Michelle</dc:creator>
				<category><![CDATA[Design]]></category>
		<category><![CDATA[Thoughts on the Process]]></category>
		<category><![CDATA[Lighthousekeeping]]></category>
		<category><![CDATA[Michelle Lilly]]></category>

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		<description><![CDATA[Michelle Lilly is part of the production ensemble of New Leaf Theatre and is the Scenic Designer for Lighthousekeeping. One of my favorite parts of any design process is the shape search. This typically takes place once the basic storytelling concepts are down, but we’re still looking for the specifics of what the world of [...]]]></description>
			<content:encoded><![CDATA[<a href="http://www.newleaftheatre.org/about.php"><img src="http://www.newleaftheatre.org/blog/wp-content/uploads/2011/05/michelle-229x300.jpg" alt="" title="michelle" width="229" height="300" class="alignleft size-medium wp-image-640" /></a><strong>Michelle Lilly is part of the production ensemble of <a href="http://newleaftheatre.org">New Leaf Theatre</a> and is the Scenic Designer for <a href="http://dcatheater.org/lighthousekeeping">Lighthousekeeping</a>.</strong>

One of my favorite parts of any design process is the shape search.  This typically takes place once the basic storytelling concepts are down, but we’re still looking for the specifics of what the world of the play looks, sounds, and feels like. 
 
The first thing I’m usually thinking about is the basic presence of the set in relation to the story we’re telling and how we’re telling it.  Is it looming?  Is it sensual?  Is it quiet and unassuming?  Audacious?  Commanding?  What role does the environment play in getting this story across to the audience?  How do the characters interact with it?  How do they feel about it?  When asking these questions, I find myself searching for its shape in everything; obviously in my research, but also while I’m commuting, while I’m at work, while I’m watching a movie, or walking around Home Depot.  When I’m in this stage, I look at everything to see its shape and line first.  I stare at the way the sun hits the bricks on a building on Grand Avenue.  I look at bikes, trains, a pile of trash, trees, mailboxes, searching for the shadowy shape I’m looking for.  Sometimes I don’t know what it is, but I know I’ll know it when I see it. 
 
<a href="http://www.newleaftheatre.org/blog/wp-content/uploads/2011/05/DSC_0022_med.jpg"><img src="http://www.newleaftheatre.org/blog/wp-content/uploads/2011/05/DSC_0022_med-300x200.jpg" alt="" title="DSC_0022_med" width="300" height="200" class="alignright size-medium wp-image-641" /></a>Every design is like a puzzle.  It’s often like a <a href="http://www.nickbantock.com/">Nick Bantock</a> puzzle, which takes days and maybe weeks to crack, but the answer is there if you stay with it long enough.  I have to push and work at it, and eventually I get so frustrated that I almost give up, and then my mind relaxes, and a large part of the solution suddenly surfaces.  A lot of times I’ve found the answer, or the key to the series of rooms that leads to the answer, in completely unexpected places. 
 
I recently visited the architecture exhibit at the Museum of Modern Art in New York, and as architecture is tough to present in a gallery, what they presented instead was process pieces.  This was completely awesome.  Crayon sketches by Mies van der Rohe, huge scale models of commercial buildings, sketches of suggestions for the new World Trade Center Memorial building, scribbles and hand-scrawled notes.   There was a model of the <a href="http://www.mercedes-benz-classic.com/content/classic/mpc/mpc_classic_website/en/mpc_home/mbc/home/museum/overview_museum.html" target="_blank">Mercedes-Benz museum in Stuttgart, Germany</a>, and there were process sketches in which the architect is clearly trying to find the unique shape that the museum eventually takes.  There are sketches, paper cutouts, and finally a white dinner plate drawn on with a black marker.  The dinner plate captures the curves the architect was looking for. <em> And they hung it on a museum wall.</em>
 
Lighthousekeeping has been an especially challenging shape search. What is the shape of loss?  What is the shape of fear?  What is the physical appearance of being completely and suddenly unmoored?  What is the shape of love?  Which of these shapes do I show, and which do I let the audience find on their own?

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		<title>The Secrets of a Literary Text</title>
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		<pubDate>Thu, 02 Jun 2011 16:55:34 +0000</pubDate>
		<dc:creator>Georgette Kelly</dc:creator>
				<category><![CDATA[Thoughts on the Process]]></category>
		<category><![CDATA[D. Soyini Madison]]></category>
		<category><![CDATA[Georgette Kelly]]></category>
		<category><![CDATA[Jeanette Winterson]]></category>
		<category><![CDATA[Lighthousekeeping]]></category>

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		<description><![CDATA[When I first read Jeanette Winterson’s <a href="http://www.jeanettewinterson.com/pages/content/index.asp?PageID=20" target="_blank"><em>Lighthousekeeping</em></a>, I knew I would read it again.  And again.  And again.  

I read the book in waves and cycles.  I reached for it with each major change in my life.  I returned to the lighthouse when I needed to cope with isolation, loss, grief, and distance.]]></description>
			<content:encoded><![CDATA[<img src="http://www.newleaftheatre.org/blog/wp-content/uploads/2011/05/Screen-shot-2011-05-30-at-1.12.23-PM-229x300.png" alt="" title="Screen shot 2011-05-30 at 1.12.23 PM" width="200"  class="alignleft size-medium wp-image-651" /><strong>Georgette Kelly is the playwright of Lighthousekeeping, a work she adapted from the novel by Jeanette Winterson.</strong>

When I first read Jeanette Winterson’s <a href="http://www.jeanettewinterson.com/pages/content/index.asp?PageID=20" target="_blank"><em>Lighthousekeeping</em></a>, I knew I would read it again.  And again.  And again.  

I read the book in waves and cycles.  I reached for it with each major change in my life.  I returned to the lighthouse when I needed to cope with isolation, loss, grief, and distance.

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<a href="http://www.newleaftheatre.org/blog/wp-content/uploads/2011/05/DSC_0030_med.jpg"><img src="http://www.newleaftheatre.org/blog/wp-content/uploads/2011/05/DSC_0030_med-300x200.jpg" alt="" title="Be happy." width="300" height="200" class="alignright size-medium wp-image-653" /></a>As I read and re-read, the book’s characters began to inhabit my mind and unfurl their secrets.   The more I read, the more I wanted to know them intimately, first-hand, through a live experience.  I wanted to meet them.  In other words, I wanted my literary experience to be enriched by performance.

Performance Studies scholar <a href="http://books.google.com/books?id=EtG3WQyeWW8C&pg=PA143&lpg=PA143&dq=d+soyini+madison+remembering+oral+history+my+desire+is+for+the+poor&source=bl&ots=xRtLnssXzV&sig=qKIZpgRqpF8KfHR27pJZspR2le4&hl=en&ei=0d7jTZD4NMG2tgfxwtzeCQ&sa=X&oi=book_result&ct=result&resnum=2&ved=0CB8Q6AEwAQ#v=onepage&q=d%20soyini%20madison%20remembering%20oral%20history%20my%20desire%20is%20for%20the%20poor&f=false" target="_blank">D. Soyini Madison has written</a> that “Performance opens the secrets of a literary text…[and] this is a political enterprise.  It involves unearthing the subtext in literature and the unearthing of subtext in experience.  But the archeology of unearthing is never neat.”   

Through writing plays based in literature, I strive to unearth the secrets that Madison describes.   It is not that I want my plays to be messy.  Indeed, I want them to be well structured, with very precise language.  But I do want them to question core assumptions, to dig up the (sub)text that has been buried by everyday life.  I want to tell stories that are open-ended, cross the boundaries of the fourth wall, and insist upon an active, questioning audience.  

<a href="http://www.newleaftheatre.org/blog/wp-content/uploads/2011/05/DSC_0016_med.jpg"><img src="http://www.newleaftheatre.org/blog/wp-content/uploads/2011/05/DSC_0016_med-300x200.jpg" alt="" title="DSC_0016_med" width="300" height="200" class="alignleft size-medium wp-image-652" /></a>This is never neat.  It is unsettling and demanding, and these very qualities draw me to performance.  Theatre requires that I abandon my individual reality and join with others in a shared truth: the world of the play.  As audiences and artists, we must agree to a precarious collective, lasting only a few hours, where our assumptions about life can be shaken.  In the best theatrical experiences, both audiences and artists leave with questions—about how we interact with others, how we shape our realities, and how we tell our own stories.  These questions change us.

When I fall in love with a literary text, as I have fallen in love with <a href="http://dcatheater.org/lighthousekeeping">Lighthousekeeping</a>, I use performance as a tool to study it.  The process changes me too; theatrical adaptation is my lens to clarify the text, therefore I become a playwright.  Once the text is embodied, it reveals more about itself and, subsequently, I learn more about myself.  This learning process has had a profound impact on the way I see the world.  It is my goal that my audiences also gain insight into the literary texts I explore, and into the subtext of their own experiences.

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		<title>Rehearsing inside the Fossil Cave</title>
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		<pubDate>Tue, 31 May 2011 16:34:03 +0000</pubDate>
		<dc:creator>Jessica</dc:creator>
				<category><![CDATA[rehearsal]]></category>
		<category><![CDATA[Fine Arts Building]]></category>
		<category><![CDATA[Jessica Hutchinson]]></category>
		<category><![CDATA[Lighthousekeeping]]></category>

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		<description><![CDATA[The Fine Arts Building on South Michigan Avenue was established as an artists’ haven in 1885.  The building is ten stories tall, one of two buildings in Chicago that still employs elevator operators, and alive with the echoes of vocal and instrumental artists, working away in their separate studios.  

Working in one of those studios during the Lighthousekeeping rehearsal has been a gift.  Downtown, its location has prepared us for the neighborhood in which we’ll be performing, and the size and feel of the building itself has a lot to say to the scope of the story we’re telling.  This physical space has certainly informed our work.  ]]></description>
			<content:encoded><![CDATA[<a href="http://www.newleaftheatre.org/about.php"><img class="alignleft size-medium wp-image-634" title="jess" src="http://www.newleaftheatre.org/blog/wp-content/uploads/2011/05/jess-199x300.jpg" alt="" width="199" height="300" /></a><strong>Jessica Hutchinson is the Artistic Director of New Leaf Theatre and the director of <em><a href="http://dcatheater.org/lighthousekeeping">Lighthousekeeping</a></em>.</strong>

The <a href="http://www.fineartsbuilding.tv/">Fine Arts Building on South Michigan Avenue</a> was established as an artists’ haven in 1885, and housed - among other artistic institutions - the <a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Little_Theatre_Movement">Little Theater of Chicago</a>, by some measures the city's first storefront theatre.  The building is ten stories tall, one of two buildings in Chicago that still employs elevator operators, and alive with the echoes of vocal and instrumental artists, working away in their separate studios.

<img class="alignright size-medium wp-image-645" title="The Fine Arts Building" src="http://www.newleaftheatre.org/blog/wp-content/uploads/2011/06/DSC_0003_med-200x300.jpg" alt="" width="150" />Working in one of those studios - Malcolm Ruhl's new rehearsal space at <a href="http://www.finalscoremusic.com/">Final Score Music</a> - during the Lighthousekeeping rehearsal has been a gift.  Downtown, its location has prepared us for the neighborhood in which we’ll be performing, and the size and feel of the building itself has a lot to say to the scope of the story we’re telling.  This physical space has certainly informed our work.

Part of what we’ve always valued about the New Leaf rehearsal process in the LPCC is rehearsing and performing in the same place, a luxury that allows us to bake the show and its life into the walls.  During this process, I think the reverse has happened; the walls, steeped as they are in a creative history, have baked themselves into us.

<a href="http://www.newleaftheatre.org/blog/wp-content/uploads/2011/05/fossil-cave-1.jpg"><img class="alignright size-medium wp-image-633" title="fossil cave 1" src="http://www.newleaftheatre.org/blog/wp-content/uploads/2011/05/fossil-cave-1-300x225.jpg" alt="" width="300" height="225" /></a>In <em>Lighthousekeeping</em>, a cave is discovered in the mid-1800’s that is lined and framed with fossils.  So to, the stories we tell, the records we make of our own lives are framed as our personal fossil records, “cumulative deposits,” the individual images frozen in time that make up our lives.

On Saturday, we took the day to really inhabit our Fine Arts Building home, and see what it had to teach us about waking up a space with so much history living in its walls.  Our cast broke into two groups and was given a menu of elements the original 3-act pieces they were to create should contain – things like 15 consecutive seconds of stillness, a moment of everyone looking up, music from an unexpected source.  And the best one – the perfect use of space, any space they could access in the building.  They were given 30 minutes, and titles for the three acts: The World As It Was, The World As It Is, The World As It Could Be.

<a href="http://www.newleaftheatre.org/blog/wp-content/uploads/2011/05/blog-post-3.jpg"><img class="alignleft size-medium wp-image-632" title="blog post 3" src="http://www.newleaftheatre.org/blog/wp-content/uploads/2011/05/blog-post-3-300x223.jpg" alt="" width="300" height="223" /></a>The moments the actors created were stunning, beautiful images, the creation of which opened our ensemble’s eyes and minds to wonder about the other people who inhabited these rooms and walked these halls before us.  These moments are hard to describe in words – they were pictures that blended into other pictures, made up of benches and clocks and dark hallways and arias.  There were staircases and elevators and rewards for each audience's willingness to take risks in spaces that weren't comfortable at first.

Excited as we are to move to the DCA space this week, there is something magical, almost mystical about the Fine Arts Building that I’m reluctant to leave behind.  My hope is that, like our story suggests, nothing can be left or forgotten, that we carry our fossil caves with us, adding to them, making room for more, still holding to what came before, and letting what we learn in one journey transform our experience of the next.]]></content:encoded>
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		<title>Treehouse Reading &#8211; How We Got On</title>
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		<pubDate>Tue, 24 May 2011 04:19:01 +0000</pubDate>
		<dc:creator>Josh Sobel</dc:creator>
				<category><![CDATA[Treehouse]]></category>
		<category><![CDATA[How We Got On]]></category>
		<category><![CDATA[Idris Goodwin]]></category>

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		<description><![CDATA[The final play in our Spring 2011 Treehouse Reading Series is How We Got On by Idris Goodwin. Click on the player below to hear the entire recording, or subscribe to our podcast on iTunes. Synopsis A classic American coming-of-age tale with a unique hip-hop treatment: domestic suburban life remixed. The Selector, our DJ/Narrator, samples [...]]]></description>
			<content:encoded><![CDATA[The final play in our Spring 2011 Treehouse Reading Series is <strong>How We Got On</strong> by Idris Goodwin.  Click on the player below to hear the entire recording, or <a href="http://itunes.apple.com/us/podcast/new-leaf-theatre-podcast/id251141038">subscribe to our podcast on iTunes</a>.

<h3>Synopsis</h3>
A classic American coming-of-age tale with a unique hip-hop treatment: domestic suburban life remixed. The Selector, our DJ/Narrator, samples and loops us through the lives of three Midwestern teen rappers who have yet to discover the power of harmony over discord. 

<a href="http://idrisgoodwin.blogspot.com/"><img src="http://www.newleaftheatre.org/blog/wp-content/uploads/2011/05/idris-150x150.jpg" alt="" title="idris" width="150" height="150" class="alignleft size-thumbnail wp-image-625" /><strong>About Idris Goodwin</strong></a>
Idris Goodwin is an award-winning playwright, poet and performer who uses hip hop arts to create original genre defying performances. From Chicago's Steppenwolf Theater to Minneapolis' Pilsbury House Theater to Albuquerque's Kimo Theater, Goodwin's innovative work is showcased across the nation. In 2005, the NNPN New Plays Showcase at Stanford featured his play Braising; since then, The National Endowment for the Arts, The Ford Foundation, The Hip Hop Theater Festival and The Illinois Arts Council have supported his writing. He has performed on HBO, The Discovery Channel and garnered praise from The New York Times and National Public Radio. These Are The Breaks, his debut collection of hip hop prose will be widely released in March. Currently, Goodwin is a member of the Playwrights Workshop at the University of Iowa.]]></content:encoded>
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			<itunes:keywords>How We Got On,Idris Goodwin</itunes:keywords>
		<itunes:subtitle>The final play in our Spring 2011 Treehouse Reading Series is How We Got On by Idris Goodwin.  Click on the player below to hear the entire recording, or subscribe to our podcast on iTunes. - Synopsis A classic American coming-of-age tale with a uniq...</itunes:subtitle>
		<itunes:summary>The final play in our Spring 2011 Treehouse Reading Series is How We Got On by Idris Goodwin.  Click on the player below to hear the entire recording, or subscribe to our podcast on iTunes.

Synopsis
A classic American coming-of-age tale with a unique hip-hop treatment: domestic suburban life remixed. The Selector, our DJ/Narrator, samples and loops us through the lives of three Midwestern teen rappers who have yet to discover the power of harmony over discord. 

About Idris Goodwin
Idris Goodwin is an award-winning playwright, poet and performer who uses hip hop arts to create original genre defying performances. From Chicago&#039;s Steppenwolf Theater to Minneapolis&#039; Pilsbury House Theater to Albuquerque&#039;s Kimo Theater, Goodwin&#039;s innovative work is showcased across the nation. In 2005, the NNPN New Plays Showcase at Stanford featured his play Braising; since then, The National Endowment for the Arts, The Ford Foundation, The Hip Hop Theater Festival and The Illinois Arts Council have supported his writing. He has performed on HBO, The Discovery Channel and garnered praise from The New York Times and National Public Radio. These Are The Breaks, his debut collection of hip hop prose will be widely released in March. Currently, Goodwin is a member of the Playwrights Workshop at the University of Iowa.</itunes:summary>
		<itunes:author>New Leaf Theatre</itunes:author>
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		<title>Treehouse Reading &#8211; Dandelion Momma</title>
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		<pubDate>Tue, 26 Apr 2011 04:13:55 +0000</pubDate>
		<dc:creator>Josh Sobel</dc:creator>
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		<category><![CDATA[Greg Romero]]></category>

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		<description><![CDATA[Next up in our Spring 2011 Treehouse Reading Series is <strong>Dandelion Momma</strong> by Greg Romero, an enigmatic play that explores memory and family through a fractured remembrance of the Great Depression.]]></description>
			<content:encoded><![CDATA[Next up in our Spring 2011 Treehouse Reading Series is <strong>Dandelion Momma</strong> by Greg Romero.  Click on the player below to hear the entire recording, or <a href="http://itunes.apple.com/us/podcast/new-leaf-theatre-podcast/id251141038">subscribe to our podcast on iTunes</a>.

<h3>Synopsis</h3>
 A 100-year old woman reflects on her life through broken pieces of memory. An eight-year old girl takes care of wayward dandelions and sees the lights inside of people. A farm girl and a writer search for life while planting seeds in the hardened ground of the Great Depression. The ground becomes harder, the girl becomes tired, the air becomes heavier and something new must be born.

<a href="http://gregromero.blogspot.com/"><img src="http://www.newleaftheatre.org/blog/wp-content/uploads/2011/05/Greg-halcyon-150x150.jpg" alt="" title="Greg halcyon" width="150" height="150" class="alignleft size-thumbnail wp-image-615" /></a><strong>About Greg Romero</strong>
Greg Romero is a playwright/theater artist whose plays, site-specific projects and participatory live events have been produced in New York, Philadelphia, Austin, Dallas, Denver, Louisville, Phoenix and New Orleans. Romero's collaborations with electronic music composer Mike Vernusky have been produced live in New York, Philadelphia, Austin, and Phoenix, while also receiving airplay in Toronto, Canada and Zurich, Switzerland. Romero has been a finalist for the Heideman Award, a semi-finalist for the Princess Grace Award, nominated for the F. Otto Haas Award for an Emerging Philadelphia Theater Artist and was selected as the first-ever Resident Writer of the ArtsEdge Residency as well as one of the first three writers selected for the inaugural Philadelphia Dramatists Center/Plays & Players Playwriting Residency. His works are published by Heinemann Press and Playscripts, Inc. Romero received an MFA in Playwriting from The University of Texas-Austin where he held the James A. Michener Fellowship. Romero is currently a Visiting Assistant Professor of Theater at Drexel University and has also taught at the National Theater Institute. ]]></content:encoded>
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		<itunes:subtitle>Next up in our Spring 2011 Treehouse Reading Series is Dandelion Momma by Greg Romero, an enigmatic play that explores memory and family through a fractured remembrance of the Great Depression.</itunes:subtitle>
		<itunes:summary>Next up in our Spring 2011 Treehouse Reading Series is Dandelion Momma by Greg Romero, an enigmatic play that explores memory and family through a fractured remembrance of the Great Depression.</itunes:summary>
		<itunes:author>New Leaf Theatre</itunes:author>
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		<title>The moment before&#8230;</title>
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		<pubDate>Wed, 05 Oct 2011 17:48:03 +0000</pubDate>
		<dc:creator>Marsha</dc:creator>
				<category><![CDATA[Design]]></category>
		<category><![CDATA[Thoughts on the Process]]></category>

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		<description><![CDATA[It's one of the fundamental things on the actor checklist: the moment before.  What were you doing in the days, hours, minutes, seconds before you walk onstage or before the scene starts. In Burying Miss America, Jean talks about all the work that her mother's funeral requires. The text is full of references to the [...]]]></description>
			<content:encoded><![CDATA[It's one of the fundamental things on the actor checklist: the moment  before.  What were you doing in the days, hours, minutes, seconds  before you walk onstage or before the scene starts.

<a href="../wp-content/uploads/2011/10/300786_10150332789372660_8231532659_7784659_132217773_n.jpg" target="_blank"><img class="alignleft" title="&quot;All the people that brought flowers or food or  anything...&quot;" src="../wp-content/uploads/2011/10/300786_10150332789372660_8231532659_7784659_132217773_n-300x200.jpg" alt="" width="300" height="200" /></a>In <em>Burying Miss  America</em>, Jean  talks about all the work that her mother's funeral requires. The text is  full of references to the arrangements, the food, the thank you notes. I  did my homework, and I had a pretty good idea of Jean's day before the  play starts. Get up, pack snacks and hand wipes and crayons, and  probably tissues, get myself  dressed, maybe curl my hair, get the kids  up and dressed and fed but make sure they don't get food on their nice  clothes and pile them into the car but make sure the sitter is on call  to take them home when they get tired and thaw one of the  casseroles for them for dinner and of course, start the list of thank  you notes that will take up most of tomorrow and the next day. In short,  I thought I was ready.

And then came tech.

I like to  think of theatre as the epitome of a collaborative art -- the acting,  writing, direction, design, all working together to tell a story.  We  invite the design team to rehearsals so they can see where the show is  going and make sure the design world and the acting world all occupy the  same place on the planet.  I will admit my own actorly bias here and  say that I usually think of this as the design being informed by the  rehearsal.  But not anymore.

On the Tuesday of tech week, Jess  talks me through the opening moments of the show.  I stand wrapped in  Rachel's pitch-perfect costume,  In the blackout, I walk to Michelle's  dazzling white casket, surrounded by glorious and vibrant flowers.   Nick's music evokes open plains and empty rooms in my head.  And then  Jared's lights stream through the windows and it hits me hard -- like a  ton of bricks, like a punch in the gut: THIS is the moment before.  Yes,  Jeanie had a busy day, full of all those tasks, but underneath it all  this is the current that's been running since she got the news.  This  loud silence, this overflowing emptiness.

When we say New Leaf  is a Producing Ensemble, this is what we mean.  We're telling the story  to and with each other in rehearsal so we can tell it to and with you in  performance.

And I'll tell you one more thing: I will hold on  to this particular moment before long after we close.]]></content:encoded>
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		<title>This or That</title>
		<link>http://www.newleaftheatre.org/blog/2011/this-or-that/</link>
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		<pubDate>Thu, 29 Sep 2011 13:47:58 +0000</pubDate>
		<dc:creator>Brian Golden</dc:creator>
				<category><![CDATA[Memories]]></category>
		<category><![CDATA[Thoughts on the Process]]></category>
		<category><![CDATA[Brian Golden]]></category>
		<category><![CDATA[Burying Miss America]]></category>
		<category><![CDATA[Theatre Seven]]></category>

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		<description><![CDATA[I found myself in the old neighborhood last night. I was walking home from some meeting or rehearsal, fighting the desire to give up and catch the bus, when I realized I was no more than a couple blocks from my first Chicago apartment. About the time I had this thought, my day’s consumption of [...]]]></description>
			<content:encoded><![CDATA[<img src="http://www.newleaftheatre.org/blog/wp-content/uploads/2011/09/T7_20101-730x365-300x150.jpg" alt="" title="T7_20101-730x365" width="300" height="150" class="alignright size-medium wp-image-696" />I found myself in the old neighborhood last night.

I was walking home from some meeting or rehearsal, fighting the desire to give up and catch the bus, when I realized I was no more than a couple blocks from my first Chicago apartment. About the time I had this thought, my day’s consumption of coffee caught up with me, and using the bathroom as soon as possible became urgently necessary. Without thinking, I wandered in to the familiar coffee shop where, for a dark year or two, I probably spent more time than in any other place in the city – answering emails, playing online poker, starting a theatre company, writing (not really, although I pretended) and uncorking the incredible time-wasting powers of the internet.

I used the bathroom (new automatic soap dispenser – good for them) and after that, after ordering a coffee and pleasing myself by correctly answering the “ten cent discount” trivia question written daily on the blackboard menu, I stood in the middle of the place, looking at the new, artful wall design and gazing at the armada of two-top and four-top tile tables. As I began to remember that I’d sat <em>there</em> to conduct interviews for a certain position on my staff, and <em>over there</em> when I had lunch many years ago with so and so, a question began to nag me – was the feeling I was experiencing good or bad?

We live in an evaluative culture. Our most loved forms of entertainment no longer involve tragedy or comedy, but judgment. On television, a panel of experts/“the rest of the house”/a super-sexy bachelor hands out scores so that one singer/housemate/super-sexy bachelorette goes home, and another returns next week. In sports, our love for the mythology of achievement (he hit the ball a mile!) has, in the last decade, been, if not replaced, <em>consumed</em> by an obsession for the cold statistics and managerial power of controlling our own fantasy teams (he’s averaging 18.4 touches per game!). On the internet, countless websites have risen to fame by offering no more than the opportunity to judge – this girl or that girl, thumbs up or thumbs down, “rate your experience”, this or that.

Some feelings, though, aren’t good or bad. They just are. My play, <em>Burying Miss America</em>, which the astounding New Leaf Theatre opens tonight, is, in a way, about the ambiguity of those kind of emotions. For me, coming home – whether to the house and town in southeast Iowa where I lived the first eighteen years of my life, or to a coffee shop that still carries the ghosts of a previous version of myself – is one of those feelings. Coming home is too good, too incandescent, too joyous and sentimental and hopeful and safe to be bad. And it is, at the same, too anxiety-filled, too claustrophobic, too alien, too distant, too no-longer-me to be good. It is both. It is neither. It just is.

<strong>Brian Golden is the playwright behind <em>Burying Miss America</em> and is artistic director of <a href="http://theatreseven.org">Theatre Seven of Chicago</a>.</strong>]]></content:encoded>
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		<title>The Treehouse Bears Fruit</title>
		<link>http://www.newleaftheatre.org/blog/2011/treehouse-bears-fruit/</link>
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		<pubDate>Tue, 27 Sep 2011 17:40:48 +0000</pubDate>
		<dc:creator>Josh Sobel</dc:creator>
				<category><![CDATA[Treehouse]]></category>

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		<description><![CDATA[It gives me enormous pleasure to see BURYING MISS AMERICA opening this week as the first production of our 2011-2012 Season. Not only is this a beautiful new play by an exciting Chicago artist and wonderful friend of New Leaf, but it is also the culmination of our first revamped Treehouse play development process. This [...]]]></description>
			<content:encoded><![CDATA[<a href="http://www.newleaftheatre.org/current.php"><img src="http://www.newleaftheatre.org/blog/wp-content/uploads/2011/09/Burying-Miss-America-219x300.jpg" alt="" title="Burying-Miss-America" width="219" height="300" class="alignright size-medium wp-image-689" /></a>It gives me enormous pleasure to see  BURYING MISS AMERICA opening this week as the first production of our 2011-2012 Season.  Not only is this a beautiful new play by an exciting Chicago artist and wonderful friend of New Leaf, but it is also the culmination of our first revamped Treehouse play development process. This play has journeyed through its initial workshopping to last season’s Treehouse Readings Series to now find its home as New Leaf’s World Premiere season opener. Congratulations to all involved!

Our commitment to playwrights and the development of the next wave of new theatrical work comes to fruition with BURYING MISS AMERICA, but this is only the beginning of something incredibly special. And it continues on with this season’s slate of six new plays, selected to be part of the 2011-2012 Treehouse Readings Series.

This round of Treehouse began with a call for scripts addressing our chosen thematic element: “CRITICAL MASS.” We encouraged writers to explore all of the possibilities and meanings that this phrase held, and we are proud to announce six rousing plays that rose to the challenge, from playwrights inside and outside of Chicago. Here’s what we have coming up this Fall:

We kick off in September with a darkly comic look at the line between faith and fanaticism with <strong>D.W. Gregory’s biting play SALVATION ROAD</strong>, directed by Sideshow Theatre Company’s Megan Smith. We are thrilled to welcome Ms. Gregory, a much admired and well-travelled playwright based in Washington D.C., to the Treehouse roster as we delve into her troubling yet humorous journey that begs the question: How do you rescue someone who doesn’t want to be saved?

Come October we welcome two new voices to the New Leaf playground: Jessica Hinds and Krista D’Agostino! <strong>Ms. Hinds’ soulful play, WHAT DIES INSIDE US WHILE WE LIVE</strong>, introduces us to a world run dry, a bleak future Earth presented in a fashion that I am thrilled to say that I have never quite experienced before! Director Krista D’Agostino, a recent Chicago transplant from the great city of Boston, helps explore the choice of whether to face adulthood head-on, or to run away as fast as possible.

November welcomes back a great friend of New Leaf, <strong>Emily Dendinger, with her play UNTRAINED IN GEOMETRY</strong>, helmed by our very own Artistic Director Jessica Hutchinson. We were all both thrilled for Emily and sad to see her go, as she recently began her MFA in Playwriting at University of Iowa Playwrights Workshop, but Chicago gets her back as we feature her wildly entertaining screwball romantic comedy about fate, farce and fidelity.

With that we wrap up our Fall Treehouse Readings, and begin to prepare for our Spring readings, which include A PERFECT SHADE OF SKYLINE GREY by Mark Mason, RADIO GHOSTS by Greg Romero (last season’s reading DANDELION MOMMA), and STILL LIFE OF A MOVING PICTURE by David Strattan White. (Keep your eyes peeled for more info on each of these fabulous new works!)

But that’s not all! We are days away from announcing the thematic element for our next call for scripts, to be considered for the 2012-2013 Treehouse Readings Series, so stay tuned - same Leaf time, same Leaf place, same Leaf channel. ]]></content:encoded>
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		<title>In the details&#8230;</title>
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		<pubDate>Wed, 21 Sep 2011 20:45:37 +0000</pubDate>
		<dc:creator>Marsha</dc:creator>
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		<category><![CDATA[Thoughts on the Process]]></category>

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		<description><![CDATA["While I was waiting for you before, I made this list. All the people that brought food. Or flowers. Or anything. The ordinary, average, worshiped her from all the pageants people. They get a note." I've gotten to know this person called Jean Russell pretty well over the last few weeks, diving into the words [...]]]></description>
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<em>"While I was waiting for you before, I made this list. All the  people that brought food. Or flowers. Or anything. The ordinary,  average, worshiped her from all the pageants people. They get a note."
</em>

I've gotten to know this person called Jean Russell pretty well over the last few weeks, diving into the words she says, delving in to her life story.  What began as painting in broad strokes has evolved into more detailed brushwork, and as we get ready to welcome our first preview audiences on Thursday, I find my mind occupied with the minutia of Jean's day-to-day world.

Rachel brought in the perfect bag for Jean -- big enough to be a "mom" purse, but small enough to be appropriate for a special occasion -- and I've been contemplating what lives in Jeanie's purse besides the obvious wallet and keys.  A book? Mints? Gum? Tissues? Hand wipes? Snacks for the kids?  All of the above.

And the thank you notes - part obligation, part expression of gratitude.  I asked Michelle if I could pick out the notes Jean uses, and so I took myself shopping. I found the perfect notes: elegant but not frivolous, sold in bulk quantities because goodness knows Jean has a lot of notes to write and not a lot to spend.  And while I was in the stationery aisle, I started looking at sympathy cards.  Of course Jean received tons of them, from her mother's admirers, from all the people in Nebraska's fourth largest town that knew and loved her.  Some of them were lovely - heartfelt and simple, offers of support, expressions of love and concern. And some of them were Just. So. Awful. Saccharine, flowery, simpering eulogies overflowing with gushing praise and bad poetry.  And just like that, in the middle of Target, I had a new understanding of what the past few days had been like for Jeanie.  She must have opened and read dozens, maybe hundreds of these cards.  Some would have made her cry with their sincerity, some would have made her gag with their syrupy sweetness.  But all of them would be from people she knew, people reaching for the right words to convey their own feelings of sadness, people trying to connect in the face of unexpected loss.

I know most audience members won't notice or think about the cards.  But now you will.  Won't you?]]></content:encoded>
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		<title>The Search for Shape</title>
		<link>http://www.newleaftheatre.org/blog/2011/the-search-for-shape/</link>
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		<pubDate>Sat, 04 Jun 2011 17:19:26 +0000</pubDate>
		<dc:creator>Michelle</dc:creator>
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		<category><![CDATA[Thoughts on the Process]]></category>
		<category><![CDATA[Lighthousekeeping]]></category>
		<category><![CDATA[Michelle Lilly]]></category>

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		<description><![CDATA[Michelle Lilly is part of the production ensemble of New Leaf Theatre and is the Scenic Designer for Lighthousekeeping. One of my favorite parts of any design process is the shape search. This typically takes place once the basic storytelling concepts are down, but we’re still looking for the specifics of what the world of [...]]]></description>
			<content:encoded><![CDATA[<a href="http://www.newleaftheatre.org/about.php"><img src="http://www.newleaftheatre.org/blog/wp-content/uploads/2011/05/michelle-229x300.jpg" alt="" title="michelle" width="229" height="300" class="alignleft size-medium wp-image-640" /></a><strong>Michelle Lilly is part of the production ensemble of <a href="http://newleaftheatre.org">New Leaf Theatre</a> and is the Scenic Designer for <a href="http://dcatheater.org/lighthousekeeping">Lighthousekeeping</a>.</strong>

One of my favorite parts of any design process is the shape search.  This typically takes place once the basic storytelling concepts are down, but we’re still looking for the specifics of what the world of the play looks, sounds, and feels like. 
 
The first thing I’m usually thinking about is the basic presence of the set in relation to the story we’re telling and how we’re telling it.  Is it looming?  Is it sensual?  Is it quiet and unassuming?  Audacious?  Commanding?  What role does the environment play in getting this story across to the audience?  How do the characters interact with it?  How do they feel about it?  When asking these questions, I find myself searching for its shape in everything; obviously in my research, but also while I’m commuting, while I’m at work, while I’m watching a movie, or walking around Home Depot.  When I’m in this stage, I look at everything to see its shape and line first.  I stare at the way the sun hits the bricks on a building on Grand Avenue.  I look at bikes, trains, a pile of trash, trees, mailboxes, searching for the shadowy shape I’m looking for.  Sometimes I don’t know what it is, but I know I’ll know it when I see it. 
 
<a href="http://www.newleaftheatre.org/blog/wp-content/uploads/2011/05/DSC_0022_med.jpg"><img src="http://www.newleaftheatre.org/blog/wp-content/uploads/2011/05/DSC_0022_med-300x200.jpg" alt="" title="DSC_0022_med" width="300" height="200" class="alignright size-medium wp-image-641" /></a>Every design is like a puzzle.  It’s often like a <a href="http://www.nickbantock.com/">Nick Bantock</a> puzzle, which takes days and maybe weeks to crack, but the answer is there if you stay with it long enough.  I have to push and work at it, and eventually I get so frustrated that I almost give up, and then my mind relaxes, and a large part of the solution suddenly surfaces.  A lot of times I’ve found the answer, or the key to the series of rooms that leads to the answer, in completely unexpected places. 
 
I recently visited the architecture exhibit at the Museum of Modern Art in New York, and as architecture is tough to present in a gallery, what they presented instead was process pieces.  This was completely awesome.  Crayon sketches by Mies van der Rohe, huge scale models of commercial buildings, sketches of suggestions for the new World Trade Center Memorial building, scribbles and hand-scrawled notes.   There was a model of the <a href="http://www.mercedes-benz-classic.com/content/classic/mpc/mpc_classic_website/en/mpc_home/mbc/home/museum/overview_museum.html" target="_blank">Mercedes-Benz museum in Stuttgart, Germany</a>, and there were process sketches in which the architect is clearly trying to find the unique shape that the museum eventually takes.  There are sketches, paper cutouts, and finally a white dinner plate drawn on with a black marker.  The dinner plate captures the curves the architect was looking for. <em> And they hung it on a museum wall.</em>
 
Lighthousekeeping has been an especially challenging shape search. What is the shape of loss?  What is the shape of fear?  What is the physical appearance of being completely and suddenly unmoored?  What is the shape of love?  Which of these shapes do I show, and which do I let the audience find on their own?

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		<title>The Secrets of a Literary Text</title>
		<link>http://www.newleaftheatre.org/blog/2011/the-secrets-of-a-literary-text-2/</link>
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		<pubDate>Thu, 02 Jun 2011 16:55:34 +0000</pubDate>
		<dc:creator>Georgette Kelly</dc:creator>
				<category><![CDATA[Thoughts on the Process]]></category>
		<category><![CDATA[D. Soyini Madison]]></category>
		<category><![CDATA[Georgette Kelly]]></category>
		<category><![CDATA[Jeanette Winterson]]></category>
		<category><![CDATA[Lighthousekeeping]]></category>

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		<description><![CDATA[When I first read Jeanette Winterson’s <a href="http://www.jeanettewinterson.com/pages/content/index.asp?PageID=20" target="_blank"><em>Lighthousekeeping</em></a>, I knew I would read it again.  And again.  And again.  

I read the book in waves and cycles.  I reached for it with each major change in my life.  I returned to the lighthouse when I needed to cope with isolation, loss, grief, and distance.]]></description>
			<content:encoded><![CDATA[<img src="http://www.newleaftheatre.org/blog/wp-content/uploads/2011/05/Screen-shot-2011-05-30-at-1.12.23-PM-229x300.png" alt="" title="Screen shot 2011-05-30 at 1.12.23 PM" width="200"  class="alignleft size-medium wp-image-651" /><strong>Georgette Kelly is the playwright of Lighthousekeeping, a work she adapted from the novel by Jeanette Winterson.</strong>

When I first read Jeanette Winterson’s <a href="http://www.jeanettewinterson.com/pages/content/index.asp?PageID=20" target="_blank"><em>Lighthousekeeping</em></a>, I knew I would read it again.  And again.  And again.  

I read the book in waves and cycles.  I reached for it with each major change in my life.  I returned to the lighthouse when I needed to cope with isolation, loss, grief, and distance.

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<a href="http://www.newleaftheatre.org/blog/wp-content/uploads/2011/05/DSC_0030_med.jpg"><img src="http://www.newleaftheatre.org/blog/wp-content/uploads/2011/05/DSC_0030_med-300x200.jpg" alt="" title="Be happy." width="300" height="200" class="alignright size-medium wp-image-653" /></a>As I read and re-read, the book’s characters began to inhabit my mind and unfurl their secrets.   The more I read, the more I wanted to know them intimately, first-hand, through a live experience.  I wanted to meet them.  In other words, I wanted my literary experience to be enriched by performance.

Performance Studies scholar <a href="http://books.google.com/books?id=EtG3WQyeWW8C&pg=PA143&lpg=PA143&dq=d+soyini+madison+remembering+oral+history+my+desire+is+for+the+poor&source=bl&ots=xRtLnssXzV&sig=qKIZpgRqpF8KfHR27pJZspR2le4&hl=en&ei=0d7jTZD4NMG2tgfxwtzeCQ&sa=X&oi=book_result&ct=result&resnum=2&ved=0CB8Q6AEwAQ#v=onepage&q=d%20soyini%20madison%20remembering%20oral%20history%20my%20desire%20is%20for%20the%20poor&f=false" target="_blank">D. Soyini Madison has written</a> that “Performance opens the secrets of a literary text…[and] this is a political enterprise.  It involves unearthing the subtext in literature and the unearthing of subtext in experience.  But the archeology of unearthing is never neat.”   

Through writing plays based in literature, I strive to unearth the secrets that Madison describes.   It is not that I want my plays to be messy.  Indeed, I want them to be well structured, with very precise language.  But I do want them to question core assumptions, to dig up the (sub)text that has been buried by everyday life.  I want to tell stories that are open-ended, cross the boundaries of the fourth wall, and insist upon an active, questioning audience.  

<a href="http://www.newleaftheatre.org/blog/wp-content/uploads/2011/05/DSC_0016_med.jpg"><img src="http://www.newleaftheatre.org/blog/wp-content/uploads/2011/05/DSC_0016_med-300x200.jpg" alt="" title="DSC_0016_med" width="300" height="200" class="alignleft size-medium wp-image-652" /></a>This is never neat.  It is unsettling and demanding, and these very qualities draw me to performance.  Theatre requires that I abandon my individual reality and join with others in a shared truth: the world of the play.  As audiences and artists, we must agree to a precarious collective, lasting only a few hours, where our assumptions about life can be shaken.  In the best theatrical experiences, both audiences and artists leave with questions—about how we interact with others, how we shape our realities, and how we tell our own stories.  These questions change us.

When I fall in love with a literary text, as I have fallen in love with <a href="http://dcatheater.org/lighthousekeeping">Lighthousekeeping</a>, I use performance as a tool to study it.  The process changes me too; theatrical adaptation is my lens to clarify the text, therefore I become a playwright.  Once the text is embodied, it reveals more about itself and, subsequently, I learn more about myself.  This learning process has had a profound impact on the way I see the world.  It is my goal that my audiences also gain insight into the literary texts I explore, and into the subtext of their own experiences.

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		<title>Rehearsing inside the Fossil Cave</title>
		<link>http://www.newleaftheatre.org/blog/2011/rehearsing-inside-the-fossil-cave/</link>
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		<pubDate>Tue, 31 May 2011 16:34:03 +0000</pubDate>
		<dc:creator>Jessica</dc:creator>
				<category><![CDATA[rehearsal]]></category>
		<category><![CDATA[Fine Arts Building]]></category>
		<category><![CDATA[Jessica Hutchinson]]></category>
		<category><![CDATA[Lighthousekeeping]]></category>

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		<description><![CDATA[The Fine Arts Building on South Michigan Avenue was established as an artists’ haven in 1885.  The building is ten stories tall, one of two buildings in Chicago that still employs elevator operators, and alive with the echoes of vocal and instrumental artists, working away in their separate studios.  

Working in one of those studios during the Lighthousekeeping rehearsal has been a gift.  Downtown, its location has prepared us for the neighborhood in which we’ll be performing, and the size and feel of the building itself has a lot to say to the scope of the story we’re telling.  This physical space has certainly informed our work.  ]]></description>
			<content:encoded><![CDATA[<a href="http://www.newleaftheatre.org/about.php"><img class="alignleft size-medium wp-image-634" title="jess" src="http://www.newleaftheatre.org/blog/wp-content/uploads/2011/05/jess-199x300.jpg" alt="" width="199" height="300" /></a><strong>Jessica Hutchinson is the Artistic Director of New Leaf Theatre and the director of <em><a href="http://dcatheater.org/lighthousekeeping">Lighthousekeeping</a></em>.</strong>

The <a href="http://www.fineartsbuilding.tv/">Fine Arts Building on South Michigan Avenue</a> was established as an artists’ haven in 1885, and housed - among other artistic institutions - the <a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Little_Theatre_Movement">Little Theater of Chicago</a>, by some measures the city's first storefront theatre.  The building is ten stories tall, one of two buildings in Chicago that still employs elevator operators, and alive with the echoes of vocal and instrumental artists, working away in their separate studios.

<img class="alignright size-medium wp-image-645" title="The Fine Arts Building" src="http://www.newleaftheatre.org/blog/wp-content/uploads/2011/06/DSC_0003_med-200x300.jpg" alt="" width="150" />Working in one of those studios - Malcolm Ruhl's new rehearsal space at <a href="http://www.finalscoremusic.com/">Final Score Music</a> - during the Lighthousekeeping rehearsal has been a gift.  Downtown, its location has prepared us for the neighborhood in which we’ll be performing, and the size and feel of the building itself has a lot to say to the scope of the story we’re telling.  This physical space has certainly informed our work.

Part of what we’ve always valued about the New Leaf rehearsal process in the LPCC is rehearsing and performing in the same place, a luxury that allows us to bake the show and its life into the walls.  During this process, I think the reverse has happened; the walls, steeped as they are in a creative history, have baked themselves into us.

<a href="http://www.newleaftheatre.org/blog/wp-content/uploads/2011/05/fossil-cave-1.jpg"><img class="alignright size-medium wp-image-633" title="fossil cave 1" src="http://www.newleaftheatre.org/blog/wp-content/uploads/2011/05/fossil-cave-1-300x225.jpg" alt="" width="300" height="225" /></a>In <em>Lighthousekeeping</em>, a cave is discovered in the mid-1800’s that is lined and framed with fossils.  So to, the stories we tell, the records we make of our own lives are framed as our personal fossil records, “cumulative deposits,” the individual images frozen in time that make up our lives.

On Saturday, we took the day to really inhabit our Fine Arts Building home, and see what it had to teach us about waking up a space with so much history living in its walls.  Our cast broke into two groups and was given a menu of elements the original 3-act pieces they were to create should contain – things like 15 consecutive seconds of stillness, a moment of everyone looking up, music from an unexpected source.  And the best one – the perfect use of space, any space they could access in the building.  They were given 30 minutes, and titles for the three acts: The World As It Was, The World As It Is, The World As It Could Be.

<a href="http://www.newleaftheatre.org/blog/wp-content/uploads/2011/05/blog-post-3.jpg"><img class="alignleft size-medium wp-image-632" title="blog post 3" src="http://www.newleaftheatre.org/blog/wp-content/uploads/2011/05/blog-post-3-300x223.jpg" alt="" width="300" height="223" /></a>The moments the actors created were stunning, beautiful images, the creation of which opened our ensemble’s eyes and minds to wonder about the other people who inhabited these rooms and walked these halls before us.  These moments are hard to describe in words – they were pictures that blended into other pictures, made up of benches and clocks and dark hallways and arias.  There were staircases and elevators and rewards for each audience's willingness to take risks in spaces that weren't comfortable at first.

Excited as we are to move to the DCA space this week, there is something magical, almost mystical about the Fine Arts Building that I’m reluctant to leave behind.  My hope is that, like our story suggests, nothing can be left or forgotten, that we carry our fossil caves with us, adding to them, making room for more, still holding to what came before, and letting what we learn in one journey transform our experience of the next.]]></content:encoded>
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		<title>Treehouse Reading &#8211; How We Got On</title>
		<link>http://www.newleaftheatre.org/blog/2011/treehouse-how-we-got-on/</link>
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		<pubDate>Tue, 24 May 2011 04:19:01 +0000</pubDate>
		<dc:creator>Josh Sobel</dc:creator>
				<category><![CDATA[Treehouse]]></category>
		<category><![CDATA[How We Got On]]></category>
		<category><![CDATA[Idris Goodwin]]></category>

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		<description><![CDATA[The final play in our Spring 2011 Treehouse Reading Series is How We Got On by Idris Goodwin. Click on the player below to hear the entire recording, or subscribe to our podcast on iTunes. Synopsis A classic American coming-of-age tale with a unique hip-hop treatment: domestic suburban life remixed. The Selector, our DJ/Narrator, samples [...]]]></description>
			<content:encoded><![CDATA[The final play in our Spring 2011 Treehouse Reading Series is <strong>How We Got On</strong> by Idris Goodwin.  Click on the player below to hear the entire recording, or <a href="http://itunes.apple.com/us/podcast/new-leaf-theatre-podcast/id251141038">subscribe to our podcast on iTunes</a>.

<h3>Synopsis</h3>
A classic American coming-of-age tale with a unique hip-hop treatment: domestic suburban life remixed. The Selector, our DJ/Narrator, samples and loops us through the lives of three Midwestern teen rappers who have yet to discover the power of harmony over discord. 

<a href="http://idrisgoodwin.blogspot.com/"><img src="http://www.newleaftheatre.org/blog/wp-content/uploads/2011/05/idris-150x150.jpg" alt="" title="idris" width="150" height="150" class="alignleft size-thumbnail wp-image-625" /><strong>About Idris Goodwin</strong></a>
Idris Goodwin is an award-winning playwright, poet and performer who uses hip hop arts to create original genre defying performances. From Chicago's Steppenwolf Theater to Minneapolis' Pilsbury House Theater to Albuquerque's Kimo Theater, Goodwin's innovative work is showcased across the nation. In 2005, the NNPN New Plays Showcase at Stanford featured his play Braising; since then, The National Endowment for the Arts, The Ford Foundation, The Hip Hop Theater Festival and The Illinois Arts Council have supported his writing. He has performed on HBO, The Discovery Channel and garnered praise from The New York Times and National Public Radio. These Are The Breaks, his debut collection of hip hop prose will be widely released in March. Currently, Goodwin is a member of the Playwrights Workshop at the University of Iowa.]]></content:encoded>
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			<itunes:keywords>How We Got On,Idris Goodwin</itunes:keywords>
		<itunes:subtitle>The final play in our Spring 2011 Treehouse Reading Series is How We Got On by Idris Goodwin.  Click on the player below to hear the entire recording, or subscribe to our podcast on iTunes. - Synopsis A classic American coming-of-age tale with a uniq...</itunes:subtitle>
		<itunes:summary>The final play in our Spring 2011 Treehouse Reading Series is How We Got On by Idris Goodwin.  Click on the player below to hear the entire recording, or subscribe to our podcast on iTunes.

Synopsis
A classic American coming-of-age tale with a unique hip-hop treatment: domestic suburban life remixed. The Selector, our DJ/Narrator, samples and loops us through the lives of three Midwestern teen rappers who have yet to discover the power of harmony over discord. 

About Idris Goodwin
Idris Goodwin is an award-winning playwright, poet and performer who uses hip hop arts to create original genre defying performances. From Chicago&#039;s Steppenwolf Theater to Minneapolis&#039; Pilsbury House Theater to Albuquerque&#039;s Kimo Theater, Goodwin&#039;s innovative work is showcased across the nation. In 2005, the NNPN New Plays Showcase at Stanford featured his play Braising; since then, The National Endowment for the Arts, The Ford Foundation, The Hip Hop Theater Festival and The Illinois Arts Council have supported his writing. He has performed on HBO, The Discovery Channel and garnered praise from The New York Times and National Public Radio. These Are The Breaks, his debut collection of hip hop prose will be widely released in March. Currently, Goodwin is a member of the Playwrights Workshop at the University of Iowa.</itunes:summary>
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		<title>Treehouse Reading &#8211; Dandelion Momma</title>
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		<pubDate>Tue, 26 Apr 2011 04:13:55 +0000</pubDate>
		<dc:creator>Josh Sobel</dc:creator>
				<category><![CDATA[Treehouse]]></category>
		<category><![CDATA[Dandelion Momma]]></category>
		<category><![CDATA[Greg Romero]]></category>

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		<description><![CDATA[Next up in our Spring 2011 Treehouse Reading Series is <strong>Dandelion Momma</strong> by Greg Romero, an enigmatic play that explores memory and family through a fractured remembrance of the Great Depression.]]></description>
			<content:encoded><![CDATA[Next up in our Spring 2011 Treehouse Reading Series is <strong>Dandelion Momma</strong> by Greg Romero.  Click on the player below to hear the entire recording, or <a href="http://itunes.apple.com/us/podcast/new-leaf-theatre-podcast/id251141038">subscribe to our podcast on iTunes</a>.

<h3>Synopsis</h3>
 A 100-year old woman reflects on her life through broken pieces of memory. An eight-year old girl takes care of wayward dandelions and sees the lights inside of people. A farm girl and a writer search for life while planting seeds in the hardened ground of the Great Depression. The ground becomes harder, the girl becomes tired, the air becomes heavier and something new must be born.

<a href="http://gregromero.blogspot.com/"><img src="http://www.newleaftheatre.org/blog/wp-content/uploads/2011/05/Greg-halcyon-150x150.jpg" alt="" title="Greg halcyon" width="150" height="150" class="alignleft size-thumbnail wp-image-615" /></a><strong>About Greg Romero</strong>
Greg Romero is a playwright/theater artist whose plays, site-specific projects and participatory live events have been produced in New York, Philadelphia, Austin, Dallas, Denver, Louisville, Phoenix and New Orleans. Romero's collaborations with electronic music composer Mike Vernusky have been produced live in New York, Philadelphia, Austin, and Phoenix, while also receiving airplay in Toronto, Canada and Zurich, Switzerland. Romero has been a finalist for the Heideman Award, a semi-finalist for the Princess Grace Award, nominated for the F. Otto Haas Award for an Emerging Philadelphia Theater Artist and was selected as the first-ever Resident Writer of the ArtsEdge Residency as well as one of the first three writers selected for the inaugural Philadelphia Dramatists Center/Plays & Players Playwriting Residency. His works are published by Heinemann Press and Playscripts, Inc. Romero received an MFA in Playwriting from The University of Texas-Austin where he held the James A. Michener Fellowship. Romero is currently a Visiting Assistant Professor of Theater at Drexel University and has also taught at the National Theater Institute. ]]></content:encoded>
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			<itunes:keywords>Dandelion Momma,Greg Romero</itunes:keywords>
		<itunes:subtitle>Next up in our Spring 2011 Treehouse Reading Series is Dandelion Momma by Greg Romero, an enigmatic play that explores memory and family through a fractured remembrance of the Great Depression.</itunes:subtitle>
		<itunes:summary>Next up in our Spring 2011 Treehouse Reading Series is Dandelion Momma by Greg Romero, an enigmatic play that explores memory and family through a fractured remembrance of the Great Depression.</itunes:summary>
		<itunes:author>New Leaf Theatre</itunes:author>
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		<title>Ten</title>
		<link>http://www.newleaftheatre.org/blog/2011/the-moment-before/</link>
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		<pubDate>Wed, 05 Oct 2011 17:48:03 +0000</pubDate>
		<dc:creator>Marsha</dc:creator>
				<category><![CDATA[Design]]></category>
		<category><![CDATA[Thoughts on the Process]]></category>

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		<description><![CDATA[It's one of the fundamental things on the actor checklist: the moment before.  What were you doing in the days, hours, minutes, seconds before you walk onstage or before the scene starts. In Burying Miss America, Jean talks about all the work that her mother's funeral requires. The text is full of references to the [...]]]></description>
			<content:encoded><![CDATA[It's one of the fundamental things on the actor checklist: the moment  before.  What were you doing in the days, hours, minutes, seconds  before you walk onstage or before the scene starts.

<a href="../wp-content/uploads/2011/10/300786_10150332789372660_8231532659_7784659_132217773_n.jpg" target="_blank"><img class="alignleft" title="&quot;All the people that brought flowers or food or  anything...&quot;" src="../wp-content/uploads/2011/10/300786_10150332789372660_8231532659_7784659_132217773_n-300x200.jpg" alt="" width="300" height="200" /></a>In <em>Burying Miss  America</em>, Jean  talks about all the work that her mother's funeral requires. The text is  full of references to the arrangements, the food, the thank you notes. I  did my homework, and I had a pretty good idea of Jean's day before the  play starts. Get up, pack snacks and hand wipes and crayons, and  probably tissues, get myself  dressed, maybe curl my hair, get the kids  up and dressed and fed but make sure they don't get food on their nice  clothes and pile them into the car but make sure the sitter is on call  to take them home when they get tired and thaw one of the  casseroles for them for dinner and of course, start the list of thank  you notes that will take up most of tomorrow and the next day. In short,  I thought I was ready.

And then came tech.

I like to  think of theatre as the epitome of a collaborative art -- the acting,  writing, direction, design, all working together to tell a story.  We  invite the design team to rehearsals so they can see where the show is  going and make sure the design world and the acting world all occupy the  same place on the planet.  I will admit my own actorly bias here and  say that I usually think of this as the design being informed by the  rehearsal.  But not anymore.

On the Tuesday of tech week, Jess  talks me through the opening moments of the show.  I stand wrapped in  Rachel's pitch-perfect costume,  In the blackout, I walk to Michelle's  dazzling white casket, surrounded by glorious and vibrant flowers.   Nick's music evokes open plains and empty rooms in my head.  And then  Jared's lights stream through the windows and it hits me hard -- like a  ton of bricks, like a punch in the gut: THIS is the moment before.  Yes,  Jeanie had a busy day, full of all those tasks, but underneath it all  this is the current that's been running since she got the news.  This  loud silence, this overflowing emptiness.

When we say New Leaf  is a Producing Ensemble, this is what we mean.  We're telling the story  to and with each other in rehearsal so we can tell it to and with you in  performance.

And I'll tell you one more thing: I will hold on  to this particular moment before long after we close.]]></content:encoded>
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		<title>The moment before&#8230;</title>
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		<pubDate>Wed, 05 Oct 2011 17:48:03 +0000</pubDate>
		<dc:creator>Marsha</dc:creator>
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		<description><![CDATA[It's one of the fundamental things on the actor checklist: the moment before.  What were you doing in the days, hours, minutes, seconds before you walk onstage or before the scene starts. In Burying Miss America, Jean talks about all the work that her mother's funeral requires. The text is full of references to the [...]]]></description>
			<content:encoded><![CDATA[It's one of the fundamental things on the actor checklist: the moment  before.  What were you doing in the days, hours, minutes, seconds  before you walk onstage or before the scene starts.

<a href="../wp-content/uploads/2011/10/300786_10150332789372660_8231532659_7784659_132217773_n.jpg" target="_blank"><img class="alignleft" title="&quot;All the people that brought flowers or food or  anything...&quot;" src="../wp-content/uploads/2011/10/300786_10150332789372660_8231532659_7784659_132217773_n-300x200.jpg" alt="" width="300" height="200" /></a>In <em>Burying Miss  America</em>, Jean  talks about all the work that her mother's funeral requires. The text is  full of references to the arrangements, the food, the thank you notes. I  did my homework, and I had a pretty good idea of Jean's day before the  play starts. Get up, pack snacks and hand wipes and crayons, and  probably tissues, get myself  dressed, maybe curl my hair, get the kids  up and dressed and fed but make sure they don't get food on their nice  clothes and pile them into the car but make sure the sitter is on call  to take them home when they get tired and thaw one of the  casseroles for them for dinner and of course, start the list of thank  you notes that will take up most of tomorrow and the next day. In short,  I thought I was ready.

And then came tech.

I like to  think of theatre as the epitome of a collaborative art -- the acting,  writing, direction, design, all working together to tell a story.  We  invite the design team to rehearsals so they can see where the show is  going and make sure the design world and the acting world all occupy the  same place on the planet.  I will admit my own actorly bias here and  say that I usually think of this as the design being informed by the  rehearsal.  But not anymore.

On the Tuesday of tech week, Jess  talks me through the opening moments of the show.  I stand wrapped in  Rachel's pitch-perfect costume,  In the blackout, I walk to Michelle's  dazzling white casket, surrounded by glorious and vibrant flowers.   Nick's music evokes open plains and empty rooms in my head.  And then  Jared's lights stream through the windows and it hits me hard -- like a  ton of bricks, like a punch in the gut: THIS is the moment before.  Yes,  Jeanie had a busy day, full of all those tasks, but underneath it all  this is the current that's been running since she got the news.  This  loud silence, this overflowing emptiness.

When we say New Leaf  is a Producing Ensemble, this is what we mean.  We're telling the story  to and with each other in rehearsal so we can tell it to and with you in  performance.

And I'll tell you one more thing: I will hold on  to this particular moment before long after we close.]]></content:encoded>
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		<title>This or That</title>
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		<pubDate>Thu, 29 Sep 2011 13:47:58 +0000</pubDate>
		<dc:creator>Brian Golden</dc:creator>
				<category><![CDATA[Memories]]></category>
		<category><![CDATA[Thoughts on the Process]]></category>
		<category><![CDATA[Brian Golden]]></category>
		<category><![CDATA[Burying Miss America]]></category>
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		<description><![CDATA[I found myself in the old neighborhood last night. I was walking home from some meeting or rehearsal, fighting the desire to give up and catch the bus, when I realized I was no more than a couple blocks from my first Chicago apartment. About the time I had this thought, my day’s consumption of [...]]]></description>
			<content:encoded><![CDATA[<img src="http://www.newleaftheatre.org/blog/wp-content/uploads/2011/09/T7_20101-730x365-300x150.jpg" alt="" title="T7_20101-730x365" width="300" height="150" class="alignright size-medium wp-image-696" />I found myself in the old neighborhood last night.

I was walking home from some meeting or rehearsal, fighting the desire to give up and catch the bus, when I realized I was no more than a couple blocks from my first Chicago apartment. About the time I had this thought, my day’s consumption of coffee caught up with me, and using the bathroom as soon as possible became urgently necessary. Without thinking, I wandered in to the familiar coffee shop where, for a dark year or two, I probably spent more time than in any other place in the city – answering emails, playing online poker, starting a theatre company, writing (not really, although I pretended) and uncorking the incredible time-wasting powers of the internet.

I used the bathroom (new automatic soap dispenser – good for them) and after that, after ordering a coffee and pleasing myself by correctly answering the “ten cent discount” trivia question written daily on the blackboard menu, I stood in the middle of the place, looking at the new, artful wall design and gazing at the armada of two-top and four-top tile tables. As I began to remember that I’d sat <em>there</em> to conduct interviews for a certain position on my staff, and <em>over there</em> when I had lunch many years ago with so and so, a question began to nag me – was the feeling I was experiencing good or bad?

We live in an evaluative culture. Our most loved forms of entertainment no longer involve tragedy or comedy, but judgment. On television, a panel of experts/“the rest of the house”/a super-sexy bachelor hands out scores so that one singer/housemate/super-sexy bachelorette goes home, and another returns next week. In sports, our love for the mythology of achievement (he hit the ball a mile!) has, in the last decade, been, if not replaced, <em>consumed</em> by an obsession for the cold statistics and managerial power of controlling our own fantasy teams (he’s averaging 18.4 touches per game!). On the internet, countless websites have risen to fame by offering no more than the opportunity to judge – this girl or that girl, thumbs up or thumbs down, “rate your experience”, this or that.

Some feelings, though, aren’t good or bad. They just are. My play, <em>Burying Miss America</em>, which the astounding New Leaf Theatre opens tonight, is, in a way, about the ambiguity of those kind of emotions. For me, coming home – whether to the house and town in southeast Iowa where I lived the first eighteen years of my life, or to a coffee shop that still carries the ghosts of a previous version of myself – is one of those feelings. Coming home is too good, too incandescent, too joyous and sentimental and hopeful and safe to be bad. And it is, at the same, too anxiety-filled, too claustrophobic, too alien, too distant, too no-longer-me to be good. It is both. It is neither. It just is.

<strong>Brian Golden is the playwright behind <em>Burying Miss America</em> and is artistic director of <a href="http://theatreseven.org">Theatre Seven of Chicago</a>.</strong>]]></content:encoded>
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		<title>The Treehouse Bears Fruit</title>
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		<pubDate>Tue, 27 Sep 2011 17:40:48 +0000</pubDate>
		<dc:creator>Josh Sobel</dc:creator>
				<category><![CDATA[Treehouse]]></category>

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		<description><![CDATA[It gives me enormous pleasure to see BURYING MISS AMERICA opening this week as the first production of our 2011-2012 Season. Not only is this a beautiful new play by an exciting Chicago artist and wonderful friend of New Leaf, but it is also the culmination of our first revamped Treehouse play development process. This [...]]]></description>
			<content:encoded><![CDATA[<a href="http://www.newleaftheatre.org/current.php"><img src="http://www.newleaftheatre.org/blog/wp-content/uploads/2011/09/Burying-Miss-America-219x300.jpg" alt="" title="Burying-Miss-America" width="219" height="300" class="alignright size-medium wp-image-689" /></a>It gives me enormous pleasure to see  BURYING MISS AMERICA opening this week as the first production of our 2011-2012 Season.  Not only is this a beautiful new play by an exciting Chicago artist and wonderful friend of New Leaf, but it is also the culmination of our first revamped Treehouse play development process. This play has journeyed through its initial workshopping to last season’s Treehouse Readings Series to now find its home as New Leaf’s World Premiere season opener. Congratulations to all involved!

Our commitment to playwrights and the development of the next wave of new theatrical work comes to fruition with BURYING MISS AMERICA, but this is only the beginning of something incredibly special. And it continues on with this season’s slate of six new plays, selected to be part of the 2011-2012 Treehouse Readings Series.

This round of Treehouse began with a call for scripts addressing our chosen thematic element: “CRITICAL MASS.” We encouraged writers to explore all of the possibilities and meanings that this phrase held, and we are proud to announce six rousing plays that rose to the challenge, from playwrights inside and outside of Chicago. Here’s what we have coming up this Fall:

We kick off in September with a darkly comic look at the line between faith and fanaticism with <strong>D.W. Gregory’s biting play SALVATION ROAD</strong>, directed by Sideshow Theatre Company’s Megan Smith. We are thrilled to welcome Ms. Gregory, a much admired and well-travelled playwright based in Washington D.C., to the Treehouse roster as we delve into her troubling yet humorous journey that begs the question: How do you rescue someone who doesn’t want to be saved?

Come October we welcome two new voices to the New Leaf playground: Jessica Hinds and Krista D’Agostino! <strong>Ms. Hinds’ soulful play, WHAT DIES INSIDE US WHILE WE LIVE</strong>, introduces us to a world run dry, a bleak future Earth presented in a fashion that I am thrilled to say that I have never quite experienced before! Director Krista D’Agostino, a recent Chicago transplant from the great city of Boston, helps explore the choice of whether to face adulthood head-on, or to run away as fast as possible.

November welcomes back a great friend of New Leaf, <strong>Emily Dendinger, with her play UNTRAINED IN GEOMETRY</strong>, helmed by our very own Artistic Director Jessica Hutchinson. We were all both thrilled for Emily and sad to see her go, as she recently began her MFA in Playwriting at University of Iowa Playwrights Workshop, but Chicago gets her back as we feature her wildly entertaining screwball romantic comedy about fate, farce and fidelity.

With that we wrap up our Fall Treehouse Readings, and begin to prepare for our Spring readings, which include A PERFECT SHADE OF SKYLINE GREY by Mark Mason, RADIO GHOSTS by Greg Romero (last season’s reading DANDELION MOMMA), and STILL LIFE OF A MOVING PICTURE by David Strattan White. (Keep your eyes peeled for more info on each of these fabulous new works!)

But that’s not all! We are days away from announcing the thematic element for our next call for scripts, to be considered for the 2012-2013 Treehouse Readings Series, so stay tuned - same Leaf time, same Leaf place, same Leaf channel. ]]></content:encoded>
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		<title>In the details&#8230;</title>
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		<pubDate>Wed, 21 Sep 2011 20:45:37 +0000</pubDate>
		<dc:creator>Marsha</dc:creator>
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		<category><![CDATA[Thoughts on the Process]]></category>

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		<description><![CDATA["While I was waiting for you before, I made this list. All the people that brought food. Or flowers. Or anything. The ordinary, average, worshiped her from all the pageants people. They get a note." I've gotten to know this person called Jean Russell pretty well over the last few weeks, diving into the words [...]]]></description>
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<em>"While I was waiting for you before, I made this list. All the  people that brought food. Or flowers. Or anything. The ordinary,  average, worshiped her from all the pageants people. They get a note."
</em>

I've gotten to know this person called Jean Russell pretty well over the last few weeks, diving into the words she says, delving in to her life story.  What began as painting in broad strokes has evolved into more detailed brushwork, and as we get ready to welcome our first preview audiences on Thursday, I find my mind occupied with the minutia of Jean's day-to-day world.

Rachel brought in the perfect bag for Jean -- big enough to be a "mom" purse, but small enough to be appropriate for a special occasion -- and I've been contemplating what lives in Jeanie's purse besides the obvious wallet and keys.  A book? Mints? Gum? Tissues? Hand wipes? Snacks for the kids?  All of the above.

And the thank you notes - part obligation, part expression of gratitude.  I asked Michelle if I could pick out the notes Jean uses, and so I took myself shopping. I found the perfect notes: elegant but not frivolous, sold in bulk quantities because goodness knows Jean has a lot of notes to write and not a lot to spend.  And while I was in the stationery aisle, I started looking at sympathy cards.  Of course Jean received tons of them, from her mother's admirers, from all the people in Nebraska's fourth largest town that knew and loved her.  Some of them were lovely - heartfelt and simple, offers of support, expressions of love and concern. And some of them were Just. So. Awful. Saccharine, flowery, simpering eulogies overflowing with gushing praise and bad poetry.  And just like that, in the middle of Target, I had a new understanding of what the past few days had been like for Jeanie.  She must have opened and read dozens, maybe hundreds of these cards.  Some would have made her cry with their sincerity, some would have made her gag with their syrupy sweetness.  But all of them would be from people she knew, people reaching for the right words to convey their own feelings of sadness, people trying to connect in the face of unexpected loss.

I know most audience members won't notice or think about the cards.  But now you will.  Won't you?]]></content:encoded>
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		<title>The Search for Shape</title>
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		<pubDate>Sat, 04 Jun 2011 17:19:26 +0000</pubDate>
		<dc:creator>Michelle</dc:creator>
				<category><![CDATA[Design]]></category>
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		<category><![CDATA[Lighthousekeeping]]></category>
		<category><![CDATA[Michelle Lilly]]></category>

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		<description><![CDATA[Michelle Lilly is part of the production ensemble of New Leaf Theatre and is the Scenic Designer for Lighthousekeeping. One of my favorite parts of any design process is the shape search. This typically takes place once the basic storytelling concepts are down, but we’re still looking for the specifics of what the world of [...]]]></description>
			<content:encoded><![CDATA[<a href="http://www.newleaftheatre.org/about.php"><img src="http://www.newleaftheatre.org/blog/wp-content/uploads/2011/05/michelle-229x300.jpg" alt="" title="michelle" width="229" height="300" class="alignleft size-medium wp-image-640" /></a><strong>Michelle Lilly is part of the production ensemble of <a href="http://newleaftheatre.org">New Leaf Theatre</a> and is the Scenic Designer for <a href="http://dcatheater.org/lighthousekeeping">Lighthousekeeping</a>.</strong>

One of my favorite parts of any design process is the shape search.  This typically takes place once the basic storytelling concepts are down, but we’re still looking for the specifics of what the world of the play looks, sounds, and feels like. 
 
The first thing I’m usually thinking about is the basic presence of the set in relation to the story we’re telling and how we’re telling it.  Is it looming?  Is it sensual?  Is it quiet and unassuming?  Audacious?  Commanding?  What role does the environment play in getting this story across to the audience?  How do the characters interact with it?  How do they feel about it?  When asking these questions, I find myself searching for its shape in everything; obviously in my research, but also while I’m commuting, while I’m at work, while I’m watching a movie, or walking around Home Depot.  When I’m in this stage, I look at everything to see its shape and line first.  I stare at the way the sun hits the bricks on a building on Grand Avenue.  I look at bikes, trains, a pile of trash, trees, mailboxes, searching for the shadowy shape I’m looking for.  Sometimes I don’t know what it is, but I know I’ll know it when I see it. 
 
<a href="http://www.newleaftheatre.org/blog/wp-content/uploads/2011/05/DSC_0022_med.jpg"><img src="http://www.newleaftheatre.org/blog/wp-content/uploads/2011/05/DSC_0022_med-300x200.jpg" alt="" title="DSC_0022_med" width="300" height="200" class="alignright size-medium wp-image-641" /></a>Every design is like a puzzle.  It’s often like a <a href="http://www.nickbantock.com/">Nick Bantock</a> puzzle, which takes days and maybe weeks to crack, but the answer is there if you stay with it long enough.  I have to push and work at it, and eventually I get so frustrated that I almost give up, and then my mind relaxes, and a large part of the solution suddenly surfaces.  A lot of times I’ve found the answer, or the key to the series of rooms that leads to the answer, in completely unexpected places. 
 
I recently visited the architecture exhibit at the Museum of Modern Art in New York, and as architecture is tough to present in a gallery, what they presented instead was process pieces.  This was completely awesome.  Crayon sketches by Mies van der Rohe, huge scale models of commercial buildings, sketches of suggestions for the new World Trade Center Memorial building, scribbles and hand-scrawled notes.   There was a model of the <a href="http://www.mercedes-benz-classic.com/content/classic/mpc/mpc_classic_website/en/mpc_home/mbc/home/museum/overview_museum.html" target="_blank">Mercedes-Benz museum in Stuttgart, Germany</a>, and there were process sketches in which the architect is clearly trying to find the unique shape that the museum eventually takes.  There are sketches, paper cutouts, and finally a white dinner plate drawn on with a black marker.  The dinner plate captures the curves the architect was looking for. <em> And they hung it on a museum wall.</em>
 
Lighthousekeeping has been an especially challenging shape search. What is the shape of loss?  What is the shape of fear?  What is the physical appearance of being completely and suddenly unmoored?  What is the shape of love?  Which of these shapes do I show, and which do I let the audience find on their own?

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		<title>The Secrets of a Literary Text</title>
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		<pubDate>Thu, 02 Jun 2011 16:55:34 +0000</pubDate>
		<dc:creator>Georgette Kelly</dc:creator>
				<category><![CDATA[Thoughts on the Process]]></category>
		<category><![CDATA[D. Soyini Madison]]></category>
		<category><![CDATA[Georgette Kelly]]></category>
		<category><![CDATA[Jeanette Winterson]]></category>
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		<description><![CDATA[When I first read Jeanette Winterson’s <a href="http://www.jeanettewinterson.com/pages/content/index.asp?PageID=20" target="_blank"><em>Lighthousekeeping</em></a>, I knew I would read it again.  And again.  And again.  

I read the book in waves and cycles.  I reached for it with each major change in my life.  I returned to the lighthouse when I needed to cope with isolation, loss, grief, and distance.]]></description>
			<content:encoded><![CDATA[<img src="http://www.newleaftheatre.org/blog/wp-content/uploads/2011/05/Screen-shot-2011-05-30-at-1.12.23-PM-229x300.png" alt="" title="Screen shot 2011-05-30 at 1.12.23 PM" width="200"  class="alignleft size-medium wp-image-651" /><strong>Georgette Kelly is the playwright of Lighthousekeeping, a work she adapted from the novel by Jeanette Winterson.</strong>

When I first read Jeanette Winterson’s <a href="http://www.jeanettewinterson.com/pages/content/index.asp?PageID=20" target="_blank"><em>Lighthousekeeping</em></a>, I knew I would read it again.  And again.  And again.  

I read the book in waves and cycles.  I reached for it with each major change in my life.  I returned to the lighthouse when I needed to cope with isolation, loss, grief, and distance.

<div style="clear:both;"></div>

<a href="http://www.newleaftheatre.org/blog/wp-content/uploads/2011/05/DSC_0030_med.jpg"><img src="http://www.newleaftheatre.org/blog/wp-content/uploads/2011/05/DSC_0030_med-300x200.jpg" alt="" title="Be happy." width="300" height="200" class="alignright size-medium wp-image-653" /></a>As I read and re-read, the book’s characters began to inhabit my mind and unfurl their secrets.   The more I read, the more I wanted to know them intimately, first-hand, through a live experience.  I wanted to meet them.  In other words, I wanted my literary experience to be enriched by performance.

Performance Studies scholar <a href="http://books.google.com/books?id=EtG3WQyeWW8C&pg=PA143&lpg=PA143&dq=d+soyini+madison+remembering+oral+history+my+desire+is+for+the+poor&source=bl&ots=xRtLnssXzV&sig=qKIZpgRqpF8KfHR27pJZspR2le4&hl=en&ei=0d7jTZD4NMG2tgfxwtzeCQ&sa=X&oi=book_result&ct=result&resnum=2&ved=0CB8Q6AEwAQ#v=onepage&q=d%20soyini%20madison%20remembering%20oral%20history%20my%20desire%20is%20for%20the%20poor&f=false" target="_blank">D. Soyini Madison has written</a> that “Performance opens the secrets of a literary text…[and] this is a political enterprise.  It involves unearthing the subtext in literature and the unearthing of subtext in experience.  But the archeology of unearthing is never neat.”   

Through writing plays based in literature, I strive to unearth the secrets that Madison describes.   It is not that I want my plays to be messy.  Indeed, I want them to be well structured, with very precise language.  But I do want them to question core assumptions, to dig up the (sub)text that has been buried by everyday life.  I want to tell stories that are open-ended, cross the boundaries of the fourth wall, and insist upon an active, questioning audience.  

<a href="http://www.newleaftheatre.org/blog/wp-content/uploads/2011/05/DSC_0016_med.jpg"><img src="http://www.newleaftheatre.org/blog/wp-content/uploads/2011/05/DSC_0016_med-300x200.jpg" alt="" title="DSC_0016_med" width="300" height="200" class="alignleft size-medium wp-image-652" /></a>This is never neat.  It is unsettling and demanding, and these very qualities draw me to performance.  Theatre requires that I abandon my individual reality and join with others in a shared truth: the world of the play.  As audiences and artists, we must agree to a precarious collective, lasting only a few hours, where our assumptions about life can be shaken.  In the best theatrical experiences, both audiences and artists leave with questions—about how we interact with others, how we shape our realities, and how we tell our own stories.  These questions change us.

When I fall in love with a literary text, as I have fallen in love with <a href="http://dcatheater.org/lighthousekeeping">Lighthousekeeping</a>, I use performance as a tool to study it.  The process changes me too; theatrical adaptation is my lens to clarify the text, therefore I become a playwright.  Once the text is embodied, it reveals more about itself and, subsequently, I learn more about myself.  This learning process has had a profound impact on the way I see the world.  It is my goal that my audiences also gain insight into the literary texts I explore, and into the subtext of their own experiences.

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		<title>Rehearsing inside the Fossil Cave</title>
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		<pubDate>Tue, 31 May 2011 16:34:03 +0000</pubDate>
		<dc:creator>Jessica</dc:creator>
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		<category><![CDATA[Fine Arts Building]]></category>
		<category><![CDATA[Jessica Hutchinson]]></category>
		<category><![CDATA[Lighthousekeeping]]></category>

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		<description><![CDATA[The Fine Arts Building on South Michigan Avenue was established as an artists’ haven in 1885.  The building is ten stories tall, one of two buildings in Chicago that still employs elevator operators, and alive with the echoes of vocal and instrumental artists, working away in their separate studios.  

Working in one of those studios during the Lighthousekeeping rehearsal has been a gift.  Downtown, its location has prepared us for the neighborhood in which we’ll be performing, and the size and feel of the building itself has a lot to say to the scope of the story we’re telling.  This physical space has certainly informed our work.  ]]></description>
			<content:encoded><![CDATA[<a href="http://www.newleaftheatre.org/about.php"><img class="alignleft size-medium wp-image-634" title="jess" src="http://www.newleaftheatre.org/blog/wp-content/uploads/2011/05/jess-199x300.jpg" alt="" width="199" height="300" /></a><strong>Jessica Hutchinson is the Artistic Director of New Leaf Theatre and the director of <em><a href="http://dcatheater.org/lighthousekeeping">Lighthousekeeping</a></em>.</strong>

The <a href="http://www.fineartsbuilding.tv/">Fine Arts Building on South Michigan Avenue</a> was established as an artists’ haven in 1885, and housed - among other artistic institutions - the <a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Little_Theatre_Movement">Little Theater of Chicago</a>, by some measures the city's first storefront theatre.  The building is ten stories tall, one of two buildings in Chicago that still employs elevator operators, and alive with the echoes of vocal and instrumental artists, working away in their separate studios.

<img class="alignright size-medium wp-image-645" title="The Fine Arts Building" src="http://www.newleaftheatre.org/blog/wp-content/uploads/2011/06/DSC_0003_med-200x300.jpg" alt="" width="150" />Working in one of those studios - Malcolm Ruhl's new rehearsal space at <a href="http://www.finalscoremusic.com/">Final Score Music</a> - during the Lighthousekeeping rehearsal has been a gift.  Downtown, its location has prepared us for the neighborhood in which we’ll be performing, and the size and feel of the building itself has a lot to say to the scope of the story we’re telling.  This physical space has certainly informed our work.

Part of what we’ve always valued about the New Leaf rehearsal process in the LPCC is rehearsing and performing in the same place, a luxury that allows us to bake the show and its life into the walls.  During this process, I think the reverse has happened; the walls, steeped as they are in a creative history, have baked themselves into us.

<a href="http://www.newleaftheatre.org/blog/wp-content/uploads/2011/05/fossil-cave-1.jpg"><img class="alignright size-medium wp-image-633" title="fossil cave 1" src="http://www.newleaftheatre.org/blog/wp-content/uploads/2011/05/fossil-cave-1-300x225.jpg" alt="" width="300" height="225" /></a>In <em>Lighthousekeeping</em>, a cave is discovered in the mid-1800’s that is lined and framed with fossils.  So to, the stories we tell, the records we make of our own lives are framed as our personal fossil records, “cumulative deposits,” the individual images frozen in time that make up our lives.

On Saturday, we took the day to really inhabit our Fine Arts Building home, and see what it had to teach us about waking up a space with so much history living in its walls.  Our cast broke into two groups and was given a menu of elements the original 3-act pieces they were to create should contain – things like 15 consecutive seconds of stillness, a moment of everyone looking up, music from an unexpected source.  And the best one – the perfect use of space, any space they could access in the building.  They were given 30 minutes, and titles for the three acts: The World As It Was, The World As It Is, The World As It Could Be.

<a href="http://www.newleaftheatre.org/blog/wp-content/uploads/2011/05/blog-post-3.jpg"><img class="alignleft size-medium wp-image-632" title="blog post 3" src="http://www.newleaftheatre.org/blog/wp-content/uploads/2011/05/blog-post-3-300x223.jpg" alt="" width="300" height="223" /></a>The moments the actors created were stunning, beautiful images, the creation of which opened our ensemble’s eyes and minds to wonder about the other people who inhabited these rooms and walked these halls before us.  These moments are hard to describe in words – they were pictures that blended into other pictures, made up of benches and clocks and dark hallways and arias.  There were staircases and elevators and rewards for each audience's willingness to take risks in spaces that weren't comfortable at first.

Excited as we are to move to the DCA space this week, there is something magical, almost mystical about the Fine Arts Building that I’m reluctant to leave behind.  My hope is that, like our story suggests, nothing can be left or forgotten, that we carry our fossil caves with us, adding to them, making room for more, still holding to what came before, and letting what we learn in one journey transform our experience of the next.]]></content:encoded>
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		<title>Treehouse Reading &#8211; How We Got On</title>
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		<pubDate>Tue, 24 May 2011 04:19:01 +0000</pubDate>
		<dc:creator>Josh Sobel</dc:creator>
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		<category><![CDATA[Idris Goodwin]]></category>

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		<description><![CDATA[The final play in our Spring 2011 Treehouse Reading Series is How We Got On by Idris Goodwin. Click on the player below to hear the entire recording, or subscribe to our podcast on iTunes. Synopsis A classic American coming-of-age tale with a unique hip-hop treatment: domestic suburban life remixed. The Selector, our DJ/Narrator, samples [...]]]></description>
			<content:encoded><![CDATA[The final play in our Spring 2011 Treehouse Reading Series is <strong>How We Got On</strong> by Idris Goodwin.  Click on the player below to hear the entire recording, or <a href="http://itunes.apple.com/us/podcast/new-leaf-theatre-podcast/id251141038">subscribe to our podcast on iTunes</a>.

<h3>Synopsis</h3>
A classic American coming-of-age tale with a unique hip-hop treatment: domestic suburban life remixed. The Selector, our DJ/Narrator, samples and loops us through the lives of three Midwestern teen rappers who have yet to discover the power of harmony over discord. 

<a href="http://idrisgoodwin.blogspot.com/"><img src="http://www.newleaftheatre.org/blog/wp-content/uploads/2011/05/idris-150x150.jpg" alt="" title="idris" width="150" height="150" class="alignleft size-thumbnail wp-image-625" /><strong>About Idris Goodwin</strong></a>
Idris Goodwin is an award-winning playwright, poet and performer who uses hip hop arts to create original genre defying performances. From Chicago's Steppenwolf Theater to Minneapolis' Pilsbury House Theater to Albuquerque's Kimo Theater, Goodwin's innovative work is showcased across the nation. In 2005, the NNPN New Plays Showcase at Stanford featured his play Braising; since then, The National Endowment for the Arts, The Ford Foundation, The Hip Hop Theater Festival and The Illinois Arts Council have supported his writing. He has performed on HBO, The Discovery Channel and garnered praise from The New York Times and National Public Radio. These Are The Breaks, his debut collection of hip hop prose will be widely released in March. Currently, Goodwin is a member of the Playwrights Workshop at the University of Iowa.]]></content:encoded>
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			<itunes:keywords>How We Got On,Idris Goodwin</itunes:keywords>
		<itunes:subtitle>The final play in our Spring 2011 Treehouse Reading Series is How We Got On by Idris Goodwin.  Click on the player below to hear the entire recording, or subscribe to our podcast on iTunes. - Synopsis A classic American coming-of-age tale with a uniq...</itunes:subtitle>
		<itunes:summary>The final play in our Spring 2011 Treehouse Reading Series is How We Got On by Idris Goodwin.  Click on the player below to hear the entire recording, or subscribe to our podcast on iTunes.

Synopsis
A classic American coming-of-age tale with a unique hip-hop treatment: domestic suburban life remixed. The Selector, our DJ/Narrator, samples and loops us through the lives of three Midwestern teen rappers who have yet to discover the power of harmony over discord. 

About Idris Goodwin
Idris Goodwin is an award-winning playwright, poet and performer who uses hip hop arts to create original genre defying performances. From Chicago&#039;s Steppenwolf Theater to Minneapolis&#039; Pilsbury House Theater to Albuquerque&#039;s Kimo Theater, Goodwin&#039;s innovative work is showcased across the nation. In 2005, the NNPN New Plays Showcase at Stanford featured his play Braising; since then, The National Endowment for the Arts, The Ford Foundation, The Hip Hop Theater Festival and The Illinois Arts Council have supported his writing. He has performed on HBO, The Discovery Channel and garnered praise from The New York Times and National Public Radio. These Are The Breaks, his debut collection of hip hop prose will be widely released in March. Currently, Goodwin is a member of the Playwrights Workshop at the University of Iowa.</itunes:summary>
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		<title>Treehouse Reading &#8211; Dandelion Momma</title>
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		<pubDate>Tue, 26 Apr 2011 04:13:55 +0000</pubDate>
		<dc:creator>Josh Sobel</dc:creator>
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		<category><![CDATA[Greg Romero]]></category>

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		<description><![CDATA[Next up in our Spring 2011 Treehouse Reading Series is <strong>Dandelion Momma</strong> by Greg Romero, an enigmatic play that explores memory and family through a fractured remembrance of the Great Depression.]]></description>
			<content:encoded><![CDATA[Next up in our Spring 2011 Treehouse Reading Series is <strong>Dandelion Momma</strong> by Greg Romero.  Click on the player below to hear the entire recording, or <a href="http://itunes.apple.com/us/podcast/new-leaf-theatre-podcast/id251141038">subscribe to our podcast on iTunes</a>.

<h3>Synopsis</h3>
 A 100-year old woman reflects on her life through broken pieces of memory. An eight-year old girl takes care of wayward dandelions and sees the lights inside of people. A farm girl and a writer search for life while planting seeds in the hardened ground of the Great Depression. The ground becomes harder, the girl becomes tired, the air becomes heavier and something new must be born.

<a href="http://gregromero.blogspot.com/"><img src="http://www.newleaftheatre.org/blog/wp-content/uploads/2011/05/Greg-halcyon-150x150.jpg" alt="" title="Greg halcyon" width="150" height="150" class="alignleft size-thumbnail wp-image-615" /></a><strong>About Greg Romero</strong>
Greg Romero is a playwright/theater artist whose plays, site-specific projects and participatory live events have been produced in New York, Philadelphia, Austin, Dallas, Denver, Louisville, Phoenix and New Orleans. Romero's collaborations with electronic music composer Mike Vernusky have been produced live in New York, Philadelphia, Austin, and Phoenix, while also receiving airplay in Toronto, Canada and Zurich, Switzerland. Romero has been a finalist for the Heideman Award, a semi-finalist for the Princess Grace Award, nominated for the F. Otto Haas Award for an Emerging Philadelphia Theater Artist and was selected as the first-ever Resident Writer of the ArtsEdge Residency as well as one of the first three writers selected for the inaugural Philadelphia Dramatists Center/Plays & Players Playwriting Residency. His works are published by Heinemann Press and Playscripts, Inc. Romero received an MFA in Playwriting from The University of Texas-Austin where he held the James A. Michener Fellowship. Romero is currently a Visiting Assistant Professor of Theater at Drexel University and has also taught at the National Theater Institute. ]]></content:encoded>
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			<itunes:keywords>Dandelion Momma,Greg Romero</itunes:keywords>
		<itunes:subtitle>Next up in our Spring 2011 Treehouse Reading Series is Dandelion Momma by Greg Romero, an enigmatic play that explores memory and family through a fractured remembrance of the Great Depression.</itunes:subtitle>
		<itunes:summary>Next up in our Spring 2011 Treehouse Reading Series is Dandelion Momma by Greg Romero, an enigmatic play that explores memory and family through a fractured remembrance of the Great Depression.</itunes:summary>
		<itunes:author>New Leaf Theatre</itunes:author>
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		<title>Ten</title>
		<link>http://www.newleaftheatre.org/blog/2011/this-or-that/</link>
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		<pubDate>Thu, 29 Sep 2011 13:47:58 +0000</pubDate>
		<dc:creator>Brian Golden</dc:creator>
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		<category><![CDATA[Burying Miss America]]></category>
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		<description><![CDATA[I found myself in the old neighborhood last night. I was walking home from some meeting or rehearsal, fighting the desire to give up and catch the bus, when I realized I was no more than a couple blocks from my first Chicago apartment. About the time I had this thought, my day’s consumption of [...]]]></description>
			<content:encoded><![CDATA[<img src="http://www.newleaftheatre.org/blog/wp-content/uploads/2011/09/T7_20101-730x365-300x150.jpg" alt="" title="T7_20101-730x365" width="300" height="150" class="alignright size-medium wp-image-696" />I found myself in the old neighborhood last night.

I was walking home from some meeting or rehearsal, fighting the desire to give up and catch the bus, when I realized I was no more than a couple blocks from my first Chicago apartment. About the time I had this thought, my day’s consumption of coffee caught up with me, and using the bathroom as soon as possible became urgently necessary. Without thinking, I wandered in to the familiar coffee shop where, for a dark year or two, I probably spent more time than in any other place in the city – answering emails, playing online poker, starting a theatre company, writing (not really, although I pretended) and uncorking the incredible time-wasting powers of the internet.

I used the bathroom (new automatic soap dispenser – good for them) and after that, after ordering a coffee and pleasing myself by correctly answering the “ten cent discount” trivia question written daily on the blackboard menu, I stood in the middle of the place, looking at the new, artful wall design and gazing at the armada of two-top and four-top tile tables. As I began to remember that I’d sat <em>there</em> to conduct interviews for a certain position on my staff, and <em>over there</em> when I had lunch many years ago with so and so, a question began to nag me – was the feeling I was experiencing good or bad?

We live in an evaluative culture. Our most loved forms of entertainment no longer involve tragedy or comedy, but judgment. On television, a panel of experts/“the rest of the house”/a super-sexy bachelor hands out scores so that one singer/housemate/super-sexy bachelorette goes home, and another returns next week. In sports, our love for the mythology of achievement (he hit the ball a mile!) has, in the last decade, been, if not replaced, <em>consumed</em> by an obsession for the cold statistics and managerial power of controlling our own fantasy teams (he’s averaging 18.4 touches per game!). On the internet, countless websites have risen to fame by offering no more than the opportunity to judge – this girl or that girl, thumbs up or thumbs down, “rate your experience”, this or that.

Some feelings, though, aren’t good or bad. They just are. My play, <em>Burying Miss America</em>, which the astounding New Leaf Theatre opens tonight, is, in a way, about the ambiguity of those kind of emotions. For me, coming home – whether to the house and town in southeast Iowa where I lived the first eighteen years of my life, or to a coffee shop that still carries the ghosts of a previous version of myself – is one of those feelings. Coming home is too good, too incandescent, too joyous and sentimental and hopeful and safe to be bad. And it is, at the same, too anxiety-filled, too claustrophobic, too alien, too distant, too no-longer-me to be good. It is both. It is neither. It just is.

<strong>Brian Golden is the playwright behind <em>Burying Miss America</em> and is artistic director of <a href="http://theatreseven.org">Theatre Seven of Chicago</a>.</strong>]]></content:encoded>
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		<title>The moment before&#8230;</title>
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		<pubDate>Wed, 05 Oct 2011 17:48:03 +0000</pubDate>
		<dc:creator>Marsha</dc:creator>
				<category><![CDATA[Design]]></category>
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		<description><![CDATA[It's one of the fundamental things on the actor checklist: the moment before.  What were you doing in the days, hours, minutes, seconds before you walk onstage or before the scene starts. In Burying Miss America, Jean talks about all the work that her mother's funeral requires. The text is full of references to the [...]]]></description>
			<content:encoded><![CDATA[It's one of the fundamental things on the actor checklist: the moment  before.  What were you doing in the days, hours, minutes, seconds  before you walk onstage or before the scene starts.

<a href="../wp-content/uploads/2011/10/300786_10150332789372660_8231532659_7784659_132217773_n.jpg" target="_blank"><img class="alignleft" title="&quot;All the people that brought flowers or food or  anything...&quot;" src="../wp-content/uploads/2011/10/300786_10150332789372660_8231532659_7784659_132217773_n-300x200.jpg" alt="" width="300" height="200" /></a>In <em>Burying Miss  America</em>, Jean  talks about all the work that her mother's funeral requires. The text is  full of references to the arrangements, the food, the thank you notes. I  did my homework, and I had a pretty good idea of Jean's day before the  play starts. Get up, pack snacks and hand wipes and crayons, and  probably tissues, get myself  dressed, maybe curl my hair, get the kids  up and dressed and fed but make sure they don't get food on their nice  clothes and pile them into the car but make sure the sitter is on call  to take them home when they get tired and thaw one of the  casseroles for them for dinner and of course, start the list of thank  you notes that will take up most of tomorrow and the next day. In short,  I thought I was ready.

And then came tech.

I like to  think of theatre as the epitome of a collaborative art -- the acting,  writing, direction, design, all working together to tell a story.  We  invite the design team to rehearsals so they can see where the show is  going and make sure the design world and the acting world all occupy the  same place on the planet.  I will admit my own actorly bias here and  say that I usually think of this as the design being informed by the  rehearsal.  But not anymore.

On the Tuesday of tech week, Jess  talks me through the opening moments of the show.  I stand wrapped in  Rachel's pitch-perfect costume,  In the blackout, I walk to Michelle's  dazzling white casket, surrounded by glorious and vibrant flowers.   Nick's music evokes open plains and empty rooms in my head.  And then  Jared's lights stream through the windows and it hits me hard -- like a  ton of bricks, like a punch in the gut: THIS is the moment before.  Yes,  Jeanie had a busy day, full of all those tasks, but underneath it all  this is the current that's been running since she got the news.  This  loud silence, this overflowing emptiness.

When we say New Leaf  is a Producing Ensemble, this is what we mean.  We're telling the story  to and with each other in rehearsal so we can tell it to and with you in  performance.

And I'll tell you one more thing: I will hold on  to this particular moment before long after we close.]]></content:encoded>
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		<title>This or That</title>
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		<pubDate>Thu, 29 Sep 2011 13:47:58 +0000</pubDate>
		<dc:creator>Brian Golden</dc:creator>
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		<description><![CDATA[I found myself in the old neighborhood last night. I was walking home from some meeting or rehearsal, fighting the desire to give up and catch the bus, when I realized I was no more than a couple blocks from my first Chicago apartment. About the time I had this thought, my day’s consumption of [...]]]></description>
			<content:encoded><![CDATA[<img src="http://www.newleaftheatre.org/blog/wp-content/uploads/2011/09/T7_20101-730x365-300x150.jpg" alt="" title="T7_20101-730x365" width="300" height="150" class="alignright size-medium wp-image-696" />I found myself in the old neighborhood last night.

I was walking home from some meeting or rehearsal, fighting the desire to give up and catch the bus, when I realized I was no more than a couple blocks from my first Chicago apartment. About the time I had this thought, my day’s consumption of coffee caught up with me, and using the bathroom as soon as possible became urgently necessary. Without thinking, I wandered in to the familiar coffee shop where, for a dark year or two, I probably spent more time than in any other place in the city – answering emails, playing online poker, starting a theatre company, writing (not really, although I pretended) and uncorking the incredible time-wasting powers of the internet.

I used the bathroom (new automatic soap dispenser – good for them) and after that, after ordering a coffee and pleasing myself by correctly answering the “ten cent discount” trivia question written daily on the blackboard menu, I stood in the middle of the place, looking at the new, artful wall design and gazing at the armada of two-top and four-top tile tables. As I began to remember that I’d sat <em>there</em> to conduct interviews for a certain position on my staff, and <em>over there</em> when I had lunch many years ago with so and so, a question began to nag me – was the feeling I was experiencing good or bad?

We live in an evaluative culture. Our most loved forms of entertainment no longer involve tragedy or comedy, but judgment. On television, a panel of experts/“the rest of the house”/a super-sexy bachelor hands out scores so that one singer/housemate/super-sexy bachelorette goes home, and another returns next week. In sports, our love for the mythology of achievement (he hit the ball a mile!) has, in the last decade, been, if not replaced, <em>consumed</em> by an obsession for the cold statistics and managerial power of controlling our own fantasy teams (he’s averaging 18.4 touches per game!). On the internet, countless websites have risen to fame by offering no more than the opportunity to judge – this girl or that girl, thumbs up or thumbs down, “rate your experience”, this or that.

Some feelings, though, aren’t good or bad. They just are. My play, <em>Burying Miss America</em>, which the astounding New Leaf Theatre opens tonight, is, in a way, about the ambiguity of those kind of emotions. For me, coming home – whether to the house and town in southeast Iowa where I lived the first eighteen years of my life, or to a coffee shop that still carries the ghosts of a previous version of myself – is one of those feelings. Coming home is too good, too incandescent, too joyous and sentimental and hopeful and safe to be bad. And it is, at the same, too anxiety-filled, too claustrophobic, too alien, too distant, too no-longer-me to be good. It is both. It is neither. It just is.

<strong>Brian Golden is the playwright behind <em>Burying Miss America</em> and is artistic director of <a href="http://theatreseven.org">Theatre Seven of Chicago</a>.</strong>]]></content:encoded>
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		<title>The Treehouse Bears Fruit</title>
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		<pubDate>Tue, 27 Sep 2011 17:40:48 +0000</pubDate>
		<dc:creator>Josh Sobel</dc:creator>
				<category><![CDATA[Treehouse]]></category>

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		<description><![CDATA[It gives me enormous pleasure to see BURYING MISS AMERICA opening this week as the first production of our 2011-2012 Season. Not only is this a beautiful new play by an exciting Chicago artist and wonderful friend of New Leaf, but it is also the culmination of our first revamped Treehouse play development process. This [...]]]></description>
			<content:encoded><![CDATA[<a href="http://www.newleaftheatre.org/current.php"><img src="http://www.newleaftheatre.org/blog/wp-content/uploads/2011/09/Burying-Miss-America-219x300.jpg" alt="" title="Burying-Miss-America" width="219" height="300" class="alignright size-medium wp-image-689" /></a>It gives me enormous pleasure to see  BURYING MISS AMERICA opening this week as the first production of our 2011-2012 Season.  Not only is this a beautiful new play by an exciting Chicago artist and wonderful friend of New Leaf, but it is also the culmination of our first revamped Treehouse play development process. This play has journeyed through its initial workshopping to last season’s Treehouse Readings Series to now find its home as New Leaf’s World Premiere season opener. Congratulations to all involved!

Our commitment to playwrights and the development of the next wave of new theatrical work comes to fruition with BURYING MISS AMERICA, but this is only the beginning of something incredibly special. And it continues on with this season’s slate of six new plays, selected to be part of the 2011-2012 Treehouse Readings Series.

This round of Treehouse began with a call for scripts addressing our chosen thematic element: “CRITICAL MASS.” We encouraged writers to explore all of the possibilities and meanings that this phrase held, and we are proud to announce six rousing plays that rose to the challenge, from playwrights inside and outside of Chicago. Here’s what we have coming up this Fall:

We kick off in September with a darkly comic look at the line between faith and fanaticism with <strong>D.W. Gregory’s biting play SALVATION ROAD</strong>, directed by Sideshow Theatre Company’s Megan Smith. We are thrilled to welcome Ms. Gregory, a much admired and well-travelled playwright based in Washington D.C., to the Treehouse roster as we delve into her troubling yet humorous journey that begs the question: How do you rescue someone who doesn’t want to be saved?

Come October we welcome two new voices to the New Leaf playground: Jessica Hinds and Krista D’Agostino! <strong>Ms. Hinds’ soulful play, WHAT DIES INSIDE US WHILE WE LIVE</strong>, introduces us to a world run dry, a bleak future Earth presented in a fashion that I am thrilled to say that I have never quite experienced before! Director Krista D’Agostino, a recent Chicago transplant from the great city of Boston, helps explore the choice of whether to face adulthood head-on, or to run away as fast as possible.

November welcomes back a great friend of New Leaf, <strong>Emily Dendinger, with her play UNTRAINED IN GEOMETRY</strong>, helmed by our very own Artistic Director Jessica Hutchinson. We were all both thrilled for Emily and sad to see her go, as she recently began her MFA in Playwriting at University of Iowa Playwrights Workshop, but Chicago gets her back as we feature her wildly entertaining screwball romantic comedy about fate, farce and fidelity.

With that we wrap up our Fall Treehouse Readings, and begin to prepare for our Spring readings, which include A PERFECT SHADE OF SKYLINE GREY by Mark Mason, RADIO GHOSTS by Greg Romero (last season’s reading DANDELION MOMMA), and STILL LIFE OF A MOVING PICTURE by David Strattan White. (Keep your eyes peeled for more info on each of these fabulous new works!)

But that’s not all! We are days away from announcing the thematic element for our next call for scripts, to be considered for the 2012-2013 Treehouse Readings Series, so stay tuned - same Leaf time, same Leaf place, same Leaf channel. ]]></content:encoded>
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		<title>In the details&#8230;</title>
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		<pubDate>Wed, 21 Sep 2011 20:45:37 +0000</pubDate>
		<dc:creator>Marsha</dc:creator>
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		<category><![CDATA[Thoughts on the Process]]></category>

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		<description><![CDATA["While I was waiting for you before, I made this list. All the people that brought food. Or flowers. Or anything. The ordinary, average, worshiped her from all the pageants people. They get a note." I've gotten to know this person called Jean Russell pretty well over the last few weeks, diving into the words [...]]]></description>
			<content:encoded><![CDATA[<em><a href="http://www.newleaftheatre.org/blog/wp-content/uploads/2011/09/IMG_20110920_1941091.jpg"><img class="size-medium wp-image-684 alignnone" title="&quot;She Was Someone Very Special&quot;" src="http://www.newleaftheatre.org/blog/wp-content/uploads/2011/09/IMG_20110920_1941091-300x224.jpg" alt="" width="300" height="224" /></a></em><em></em>

<em>"While I was waiting for you before, I made this list. All the  people that brought food. Or flowers. Or anything. The ordinary,  average, worshiped her from all the pageants people. They get a note."
</em>

I've gotten to know this person called Jean Russell pretty well over the last few weeks, diving into the words she says, delving in to her life story.  What began as painting in broad strokes has evolved into more detailed brushwork, and as we get ready to welcome our first preview audiences on Thursday, I find my mind occupied with the minutia of Jean's day-to-day world.

Rachel brought in the perfect bag for Jean -- big enough to be a "mom" purse, but small enough to be appropriate for a special occasion -- and I've been contemplating what lives in Jeanie's purse besides the obvious wallet and keys.  A book? Mints? Gum? Tissues? Hand wipes? Snacks for the kids?  All of the above.

And the thank you notes - part obligation, part expression of gratitude.  I asked Michelle if I could pick out the notes Jean uses, and so I took myself shopping. I found the perfect notes: elegant but not frivolous, sold in bulk quantities because goodness knows Jean has a lot of notes to write and not a lot to spend.  And while I was in the stationery aisle, I started looking at sympathy cards.  Of course Jean received tons of them, from her mother's admirers, from all the people in Nebraska's fourth largest town that knew and loved her.  Some of them were lovely - heartfelt and simple, offers of support, expressions of love and concern. And some of them were Just. So. Awful. Saccharine, flowery, simpering eulogies overflowing with gushing praise and bad poetry.  And just like that, in the middle of Target, I had a new understanding of what the past few days had been like for Jeanie.  She must have opened and read dozens, maybe hundreds of these cards.  Some would have made her cry with their sincerity, some would have made her gag with their syrupy sweetness.  But all of them would be from people she knew, people reaching for the right words to convey their own feelings of sadness, people trying to connect in the face of unexpected loss.

I know most audience members won't notice or think about the cards.  But now you will.  Won't you?]]></content:encoded>
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		<title>The Search for Shape</title>
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		<pubDate>Sat, 04 Jun 2011 17:19:26 +0000</pubDate>
		<dc:creator>Michelle</dc:creator>
				<category><![CDATA[Design]]></category>
		<category><![CDATA[Thoughts on the Process]]></category>
		<category><![CDATA[Lighthousekeeping]]></category>
		<category><![CDATA[Michelle Lilly]]></category>

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		<description><![CDATA[Michelle Lilly is part of the production ensemble of New Leaf Theatre and is the Scenic Designer for Lighthousekeeping. One of my favorite parts of any design process is the shape search. This typically takes place once the basic storytelling concepts are down, but we’re still looking for the specifics of what the world of [...]]]></description>
			<content:encoded><![CDATA[<a href="http://www.newleaftheatre.org/about.php"><img src="http://www.newleaftheatre.org/blog/wp-content/uploads/2011/05/michelle-229x300.jpg" alt="" title="michelle" width="229" height="300" class="alignleft size-medium wp-image-640" /></a><strong>Michelle Lilly is part of the production ensemble of <a href="http://newleaftheatre.org">New Leaf Theatre</a> and is the Scenic Designer for <a href="http://dcatheater.org/lighthousekeeping">Lighthousekeeping</a>.</strong>

One of my favorite parts of any design process is the shape search.  This typically takes place once the basic storytelling concepts are down, but we’re still looking for the specifics of what the world of the play looks, sounds, and feels like. 
 
The first thing I’m usually thinking about is the basic presence of the set in relation to the story we’re telling and how we’re telling it.  Is it looming?  Is it sensual?  Is it quiet and unassuming?  Audacious?  Commanding?  What role does the environment play in getting this story across to the audience?  How do the characters interact with it?  How do they feel about it?  When asking these questions, I find myself searching for its shape in everything; obviously in my research, but also while I’m commuting, while I’m at work, while I’m watching a movie, or walking around Home Depot.  When I’m in this stage, I look at everything to see its shape and line first.  I stare at the way the sun hits the bricks on a building on Grand Avenue.  I look at bikes, trains, a pile of trash, trees, mailboxes, searching for the shadowy shape I’m looking for.  Sometimes I don’t know what it is, but I know I’ll know it when I see it. 
 
<a href="http://www.newleaftheatre.org/blog/wp-content/uploads/2011/05/DSC_0022_med.jpg"><img src="http://www.newleaftheatre.org/blog/wp-content/uploads/2011/05/DSC_0022_med-300x200.jpg" alt="" title="DSC_0022_med" width="300" height="200" class="alignright size-medium wp-image-641" /></a>Every design is like a puzzle.  It’s often like a <a href="http://www.nickbantock.com/">Nick Bantock</a> puzzle, which takes days and maybe weeks to crack, but the answer is there if you stay with it long enough.  I have to push and work at it, and eventually I get so frustrated that I almost give up, and then my mind relaxes, and a large part of the solution suddenly surfaces.  A lot of times I’ve found the answer, or the key to the series of rooms that leads to the answer, in completely unexpected places. 
 
I recently visited the architecture exhibit at the Museum of Modern Art in New York, and as architecture is tough to present in a gallery, what they presented instead was process pieces.  This was completely awesome.  Crayon sketches by Mies van der Rohe, huge scale models of commercial buildings, sketches of suggestions for the new World Trade Center Memorial building, scribbles and hand-scrawled notes.   There was a model of the <a href="http://www.mercedes-benz-classic.com/content/classic/mpc/mpc_classic_website/en/mpc_home/mbc/home/museum/overview_museum.html" target="_blank">Mercedes-Benz museum in Stuttgart, Germany</a>, and there were process sketches in which the architect is clearly trying to find the unique shape that the museum eventually takes.  There are sketches, paper cutouts, and finally a white dinner plate drawn on with a black marker.  The dinner plate captures the curves the architect was looking for. <em> And they hung it on a museum wall.</em>
 
Lighthousekeeping has been an especially challenging shape search. What is the shape of loss?  What is the shape of fear?  What is the physical appearance of being completely and suddenly unmoored?  What is the shape of love?  Which of these shapes do I show, and which do I let the audience find on their own?

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		<title>The Secrets of a Literary Text</title>
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		<pubDate>Thu, 02 Jun 2011 16:55:34 +0000</pubDate>
		<dc:creator>Georgette Kelly</dc:creator>
				<category><![CDATA[Thoughts on the Process]]></category>
		<category><![CDATA[D. Soyini Madison]]></category>
		<category><![CDATA[Georgette Kelly]]></category>
		<category><![CDATA[Jeanette Winterson]]></category>
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		<description><![CDATA[When I first read Jeanette Winterson’s <a href="http://www.jeanettewinterson.com/pages/content/index.asp?PageID=20" target="_blank"><em>Lighthousekeeping</em></a>, I knew I would read it again.  And again.  And again.  

I read the book in waves and cycles.  I reached for it with each major change in my life.  I returned to the lighthouse when I needed to cope with isolation, loss, grief, and distance.]]></description>
			<content:encoded><![CDATA[<img src="http://www.newleaftheatre.org/blog/wp-content/uploads/2011/05/Screen-shot-2011-05-30-at-1.12.23-PM-229x300.png" alt="" title="Screen shot 2011-05-30 at 1.12.23 PM" width="200"  class="alignleft size-medium wp-image-651" /><strong>Georgette Kelly is the playwright of Lighthousekeeping, a work she adapted from the novel by Jeanette Winterson.</strong>

When I first read Jeanette Winterson’s <a href="http://www.jeanettewinterson.com/pages/content/index.asp?PageID=20" target="_blank"><em>Lighthousekeeping</em></a>, I knew I would read it again.  And again.  And again.  

I read the book in waves and cycles.  I reached for it with each major change in my life.  I returned to the lighthouse when I needed to cope with isolation, loss, grief, and distance.

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<a href="http://www.newleaftheatre.org/blog/wp-content/uploads/2011/05/DSC_0030_med.jpg"><img src="http://www.newleaftheatre.org/blog/wp-content/uploads/2011/05/DSC_0030_med-300x200.jpg" alt="" title="Be happy." width="300" height="200" class="alignright size-medium wp-image-653" /></a>As I read and re-read, the book’s characters began to inhabit my mind and unfurl their secrets.   The more I read, the more I wanted to know them intimately, first-hand, through a live experience.  I wanted to meet them.  In other words, I wanted my literary experience to be enriched by performance.

Performance Studies scholar <a href="http://books.google.com/books?id=EtG3WQyeWW8C&pg=PA143&lpg=PA143&dq=d+soyini+madison+remembering+oral+history+my+desire+is+for+the+poor&source=bl&ots=xRtLnssXzV&sig=qKIZpgRqpF8KfHR27pJZspR2le4&hl=en&ei=0d7jTZD4NMG2tgfxwtzeCQ&sa=X&oi=book_result&ct=result&resnum=2&ved=0CB8Q6AEwAQ#v=onepage&q=d%20soyini%20madison%20remembering%20oral%20history%20my%20desire%20is%20for%20the%20poor&f=false" target="_blank">D. Soyini Madison has written</a> that “Performance opens the secrets of a literary text…[and] this is a political enterprise.  It involves unearthing the subtext in literature and the unearthing of subtext in experience.  But the archeology of unearthing is never neat.”   

Through writing plays based in literature, I strive to unearth the secrets that Madison describes.   It is not that I want my plays to be messy.  Indeed, I want them to be well structured, with very precise language.  But I do want them to question core assumptions, to dig up the (sub)text that has been buried by everyday life.  I want to tell stories that are open-ended, cross the boundaries of the fourth wall, and insist upon an active, questioning audience.  

<a href="http://www.newleaftheatre.org/blog/wp-content/uploads/2011/05/DSC_0016_med.jpg"><img src="http://www.newleaftheatre.org/blog/wp-content/uploads/2011/05/DSC_0016_med-300x200.jpg" alt="" title="DSC_0016_med" width="300" height="200" class="alignleft size-medium wp-image-652" /></a>This is never neat.  It is unsettling and demanding, and these very qualities draw me to performance.  Theatre requires that I abandon my individual reality and join with others in a shared truth: the world of the play.  As audiences and artists, we must agree to a precarious collective, lasting only a few hours, where our assumptions about life can be shaken.  In the best theatrical experiences, both audiences and artists leave with questions—about how we interact with others, how we shape our realities, and how we tell our own stories.  These questions change us.

When I fall in love with a literary text, as I have fallen in love with <a href="http://dcatheater.org/lighthousekeeping">Lighthousekeeping</a>, I use performance as a tool to study it.  The process changes me too; theatrical adaptation is my lens to clarify the text, therefore I become a playwright.  Once the text is embodied, it reveals more about itself and, subsequently, I learn more about myself.  This learning process has had a profound impact on the way I see the world.  It is my goal that my audiences also gain insight into the literary texts I explore, and into the subtext of their own experiences.

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		<title>Rehearsing inside the Fossil Cave</title>
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		<pubDate>Tue, 31 May 2011 16:34:03 +0000</pubDate>
		<dc:creator>Jessica</dc:creator>
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		<category><![CDATA[Fine Arts Building]]></category>
		<category><![CDATA[Jessica Hutchinson]]></category>
		<category><![CDATA[Lighthousekeeping]]></category>

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		<description><![CDATA[The Fine Arts Building on South Michigan Avenue was established as an artists’ haven in 1885.  The building is ten stories tall, one of two buildings in Chicago that still employs elevator operators, and alive with the echoes of vocal and instrumental artists, working away in their separate studios.  

Working in one of those studios during the Lighthousekeeping rehearsal has been a gift.  Downtown, its location has prepared us for the neighborhood in which we’ll be performing, and the size and feel of the building itself has a lot to say to the scope of the story we’re telling.  This physical space has certainly informed our work.  ]]></description>
			<content:encoded><![CDATA[<a href="http://www.newleaftheatre.org/about.php"><img class="alignleft size-medium wp-image-634" title="jess" src="http://www.newleaftheatre.org/blog/wp-content/uploads/2011/05/jess-199x300.jpg" alt="" width="199" height="300" /></a><strong>Jessica Hutchinson is the Artistic Director of New Leaf Theatre and the director of <em><a href="http://dcatheater.org/lighthousekeeping">Lighthousekeeping</a></em>.</strong>

The <a href="http://www.fineartsbuilding.tv/">Fine Arts Building on South Michigan Avenue</a> was established as an artists’ haven in 1885, and housed - among other artistic institutions - the <a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Little_Theatre_Movement">Little Theater of Chicago</a>, by some measures the city's first storefront theatre.  The building is ten stories tall, one of two buildings in Chicago that still employs elevator operators, and alive with the echoes of vocal and instrumental artists, working away in their separate studios.

<img class="alignright size-medium wp-image-645" title="The Fine Arts Building" src="http://www.newleaftheatre.org/blog/wp-content/uploads/2011/06/DSC_0003_med-200x300.jpg" alt="" width="150" />Working in one of those studios - Malcolm Ruhl's new rehearsal space at <a href="http://www.finalscoremusic.com/">Final Score Music</a> - during the Lighthousekeeping rehearsal has been a gift.  Downtown, its location has prepared us for the neighborhood in which we’ll be performing, and the size and feel of the building itself has a lot to say to the scope of the story we’re telling.  This physical space has certainly informed our work.

Part of what we’ve always valued about the New Leaf rehearsal process in the LPCC is rehearsing and performing in the same place, a luxury that allows us to bake the show and its life into the walls.  During this process, I think the reverse has happened; the walls, steeped as they are in a creative history, have baked themselves into us.

<a href="http://www.newleaftheatre.org/blog/wp-content/uploads/2011/05/fossil-cave-1.jpg"><img class="alignright size-medium wp-image-633" title="fossil cave 1" src="http://www.newleaftheatre.org/blog/wp-content/uploads/2011/05/fossil-cave-1-300x225.jpg" alt="" width="300" height="225" /></a>In <em>Lighthousekeeping</em>, a cave is discovered in the mid-1800’s that is lined and framed with fossils.  So to, the stories we tell, the records we make of our own lives are framed as our personal fossil records, “cumulative deposits,” the individual images frozen in time that make up our lives.

On Saturday, we took the day to really inhabit our Fine Arts Building home, and see what it had to teach us about waking up a space with so much history living in its walls.  Our cast broke into two groups and was given a menu of elements the original 3-act pieces they were to create should contain – things like 15 consecutive seconds of stillness, a moment of everyone looking up, music from an unexpected source.  And the best one – the perfect use of space, any space they could access in the building.  They were given 30 minutes, and titles for the three acts: The World As It Was, The World As It Is, The World As It Could Be.

<a href="http://www.newleaftheatre.org/blog/wp-content/uploads/2011/05/blog-post-3.jpg"><img class="alignleft size-medium wp-image-632" title="blog post 3" src="http://www.newleaftheatre.org/blog/wp-content/uploads/2011/05/blog-post-3-300x223.jpg" alt="" width="300" height="223" /></a>The moments the actors created were stunning, beautiful images, the creation of which opened our ensemble’s eyes and minds to wonder about the other people who inhabited these rooms and walked these halls before us.  These moments are hard to describe in words – they were pictures that blended into other pictures, made up of benches and clocks and dark hallways and arias.  There were staircases and elevators and rewards for each audience's willingness to take risks in spaces that weren't comfortable at first.

Excited as we are to move to the DCA space this week, there is something magical, almost mystical about the Fine Arts Building that I’m reluctant to leave behind.  My hope is that, like our story suggests, nothing can be left or forgotten, that we carry our fossil caves with us, adding to them, making room for more, still holding to what came before, and letting what we learn in one journey transform our experience of the next.]]></content:encoded>
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		<title>Treehouse Reading &#8211; How We Got On</title>
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		<pubDate>Tue, 24 May 2011 04:19:01 +0000</pubDate>
		<dc:creator>Josh Sobel</dc:creator>
				<category><![CDATA[Treehouse]]></category>
		<category><![CDATA[How We Got On]]></category>
		<category><![CDATA[Idris Goodwin]]></category>

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		<description><![CDATA[The final play in our Spring 2011 Treehouse Reading Series is How We Got On by Idris Goodwin. Click on the player below to hear the entire recording, or subscribe to our podcast on iTunes. Synopsis A classic American coming-of-age tale with a unique hip-hop treatment: domestic suburban life remixed. The Selector, our DJ/Narrator, samples [...]]]></description>
			<content:encoded><![CDATA[The final play in our Spring 2011 Treehouse Reading Series is <strong>How We Got On</strong> by Idris Goodwin.  Click on the player below to hear the entire recording, or <a href="http://itunes.apple.com/us/podcast/new-leaf-theatre-podcast/id251141038">subscribe to our podcast on iTunes</a>.

<h3>Synopsis</h3>
A classic American coming-of-age tale with a unique hip-hop treatment: domestic suburban life remixed. The Selector, our DJ/Narrator, samples and loops us through the lives of three Midwestern teen rappers who have yet to discover the power of harmony over discord. 

<a href="http://idrisgoodwin.blogspot.com/"><img src="http://www.newleaftheatre.org/blog/wp-content/uploads/2011/05/idris-150x150.jpg" alt="" title="idris" width="150" height="150" class="alignleft size-thumbnail wp-image-625" /><strong>About Idris Goodwin</strong></a>
Idris Goodwin is an award-winning playwright, poet and performer who uses hip hop arts to create original genre defying performances. From Chicago's Steppenwolf Theater to Minneapolis' Pilsbury House Theater to Albuquerque's Kimo Theater, Goodwin's innovative work is showcased across the nation. In 2005, the NNPN New Plays Showcase at Stanford featured his play Braising; since then, The National Endowment for the Arts, The Ford Foundation, The Hip Hop Theater Festival and The Illinois Arts Council have supported his writing. He has performed on HBO, The Discovery Channel and garnered praise from The New York Times and National Public Radio. These Are The Breaks, his debut collection of hip hop prose will be widely released in March. Currently, Goodwin is a member of the Playwrights Workshop at the University of Iowa.]]></content:encoded>
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			<itunes:keywords>How We Got On,Idris Goodwin</itunes:keywords>
		<itunes:subtitle>The final play in our Spring 2011 Treehouse Reading Series is How We Got On by Idris Goodwin.  Click on the player below to hear the entire recording, or subscribe to our podcast on iTunes. - Synopsis A classic American coming-of-age tale with a uniq...</itunes:subtitle>
		<itunes:summary>The final play in our Spring 2011 Treehouse Reading Series is How We Got On by Idris Goodwin.  Click on the player below to hear the entire recording, or subscribe to our podcast on iTunes.

Synopsis
A classic American coming-of-age tale with a unique hip-hop treatment: domestic suburban life remixed. The Selector, our DJ/Narrator, samples and loops us through the lives of three Midwestern teen rappers who have yet to discover the power of harmony over discord. 

About Idris Goodwin
Idris Goodwin is an award-winning playwright, poet and performer who uses hip hop arts to create original genre defying performances. From Chicago&#039;s Steppenwolf Theater to Minneapolis&#039; Pilsbury House Theater to Albuquerque&#039;s Kimo Theater, Goodwin&#039;s innovative work is showcased across the nation. In 2005, the NNPN New Plays Showcase at Stanford featured his play Braising; since then, The National Endowment for the Arts, The Ford Foundation, The Hip Hop Theater Festival and The Illinois Arts Council have supported his writing. He has performed on HBO, The Discovery Channel and garnered praise from The New York Times and National Public Radio. These Are The Breaks, his debut collection of hip hop prose will be widely released in March. Currently, Goodwin is a member of the Playwrights Workshop at the University of Iowa.</itunes:summary>
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		<title>Treehouse Reading &#8211; Dandelion Momma</title>
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		<pubDate>Tue, 26 Apr 2011 04:13:55 +0000</pubDate>
		<dc:creator>Josh Sobel</dc:creator>
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			<content:encoded><![CDATA[Next up in our Spring 2011 Treehouse Reading Series is <strong>Dandelion Momma</strong> by Greg Romero.  Click on the player below to hear the entire recording, or <a href="http://itunes.apple.com/us/podcast/new-leaf-theatre-podcast/id251141038">subscribe to our podcast on iTunes</a>.

<h3>Synopsis</h3>
 A 100-year old woman reflects on her life through broken pieces of memory. An eight-year old girl takes care of wayward dandelions and sees the lights inside of people. A farm girl and a writer search for life while planting seeds in the hardened ground of the Great Depression. The ground becomes harder, the girl becomes tired, the air becomes heavier and something new must be born.

<a href="http://gregromero.blogspot.com/"><img src="http://www.newleaftheatre.org/blog/wp-content/uploads/2011/05/Greg-halcyon-150x150.jpg" alt="" title="Greg halcyon" width="150" height="150" class="alignleft size-thumbnail wp-image-615" /></a><strong>About Greg Romero</strong>
Greg Romero is a playwright/theater artist whose plays, site-specific projects and participatory live events have been produced in New York, Philadelphia, Austin, Dallas, Denver, Louisville, Phoenix and New Orleans. Romero's collaborations with electronic music composer Mike Vernusky have been produced live in New York, Philadelphia, Austin, and Phoenix, while also receiving airplay in Toronto, Canada and Zurich, Switzerland. Romero has been a finalist for the Heideman Award, a semi-finalist for the Princess Grace Award, nominated for the F. Otto Haas Award for an Emerging Philadelphia Theater Artist and was selected as the first-ever Resident Writer of the ArtsEdge Residency as well as one of the first three writers selected for the inaugural Philadelphia Dramatists Center/Plays & Players Playwriting Residency. His works are published by Heinemann Press and Playscripts, Inc. Romero received an MFA in Playwriting from The University of Texas-Austin where he held the James A. Michener Fellowship. Romero is currently a Visiting Assistant Professor of Theater at Drexel University and has also taught at the National Theater Institute. ]]></content:encoded>
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		<itunes:summary>Next up in our Spring 2011 Treehouse Reading Series is Dandelion Momma by Greg Romero, an enigmatic play that explores memory and family through a fractured remembrance of the Great Depression.</itunes:summary>
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		<title>Ten</title>
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		<pubDate>Tue, 27 Sep 2011 17:40:48 +0000</pubDate>
		<dc:creator>Josh Sobel</dc:creator>
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		<description><![CDATA[It gives me enormous pleasure to see BURYING MISS AMERICA opening this week as the first production of our 2011-2012 Season. Not only is this a beautiful new play by an exciting Chicago artist and wonderful friend of New Leaf, but it is also the culmination of our first revamped Treehouse play development process. This [...]]]></description>
			<content:encoded><![CDATA[<a href="http://www.newleaftheatre.org/current.php"><img src="http://www.newleaftheatre.org/blog/wp-content/uploads/2011/09/Burying-Miss-America-219x300.jpg" alt="" title="Burying-Miss-America" width="219" height="300" class="alignright size-medium wp-image-689" /></a>It gives me enormous pleasure to see  BURYING MISS AMERICA opening this week as the first production of our 2011-2012 Season.  Not only is this a beautiful new play by an exciting Chicago artist and wonderful friend of New Leaf, but it is also the culmination of our first revamped Treehouse play development process. This play has journeyed through its initial workshopping to last season’s Treehouse Readings Series to now find its home as New Leaf’s World Premiere season opener. Congratulations to all involved!

Our commitment to playwrights and the development of the next wave of new theatrical work comes to fruition with BURYING MISS AMERICA, but this is only the beginning of something incredibly special. And it continues on with this season’s slate of six new plays, selected to be part of the 2011-2012 Treehouse Readings Series.

This round of Treehouse began with a call for scripts addressing our chosen thematic element: “CRITICAL MASS.” We encouraged writers to explore all of the possibilities and meanings that this phrase held, and we are proud to announce six rousing plays that rose to the challenge, from playwrights inside and outside of Chicago. Here’s what we have coming up this Fall:

We kick off in September with a darkly comic look at the line between faith and fanaticism with <strong>D.W. Gregory’s biting play SALVATION ROAD</strong>, directed by Sideshow Theatre Company’s Megan Smith. We are thrilled to welcome Ms. Gregory, a much admired and well-travelled playwright based in Washington D.C., to the Treehouse roster as we delve into her troubling yet humorous journey that begs the question: How do you rescue someone who doesn’t want to be saved?

Come October we welcome two new voices to the New Leaf playground: Jessica Hinds and Krista D’Agostino! <strong>Ms. Hinds’ soulful play, WHAT DIES INSIDE US WHILE WE LIVE</strong>, introduces us to a world run dry, a bleak future Earth presented in a fashion that I am thrilled to say that I have never quite experienced before! Director Krista D’Agostino, a recent Chicago transplant from the great city of Boston, helps explore the choice of whether to face adulthood head-on, or to run away as fast as possible.

November welcomes back a great friend of New Leaf, <strong>Emily Dendinger, with her play UNTRAINED IN GEOMETRY</strong>, helmed by our very own Artistic Director Jessica Hutchinson. We were all both thrilled for Emily and sad to see her go, as she recently began her MFA in Playwriting at University of Iowa Playwrights Workshop, but Chicago gets her back as we feature her wildly entertaining screwball romantic comedy about fate, farce and fidelity.

With that we wrap up our Fall Treehouse Readings, and begin to prepare for our Spring readings, which include A PERFECT SHADE OF SKYLINE GREY by Mark Mason, RADIO GHOSTS by Greg Romero (last season’s reading DANDELION MOMMA), and STILL LIFE OF A MOVING PICTURE by David Strattan White. (Keep your eyes peeled for more info on each of these fabulous new works!)

But that’s not all! We are days away from announcing the thematic element for our next call for scripts, to be considered for the 2012-2013 Treehouse Readings Series, so stay tuned - same Leaf time, same Leaf place, same Leaf channel. ]]></content:encoded>
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		<title>The moment before&#8230;</title>
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		<pubDate>Wed, 05 Oct 2011 17:48:03 +0000</pubDate>
		<dc:creator>Marsha</dc:creator>
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		<description><![CDATA[It's one of the fundamental things on the actor checklist: the moment before.  What were you doing in the days, hours, minutes, seconds before you walk onstage or before the scene starts. In Burying Miss America, Jean talks about all the work that her mother's funeral requires. The text is full of references to the [...]]]></description>
			<content:encoded><![CDATA[It's one of the fundamental things on the actor checklist: the moment  before.  What were you doing in the days, hours, minutes, seconds  before you walk onstage or before the scene starts.

<a href="../wp-content/uploads/2011/10/300786_10150332789372660_8231532659_7784659_132217773_n.jpg" target="_blank"><img class="alignleft" title="&quot;All the people that brought flowers or food or  anything...&quot;" src="../wp-content/uploads/2011/10/300786_10150332789372660_8231532659_7784659_132217773_n-300x200.jpg" alt="" width="300" height="200" /></a>In <em>Burying Miss  America</em>, Jean  talks about all the work that her mother's funeral requires. The text is  full of references to the arrangements, the food, the thank you notes. I  did my homework, and I had a pretty good idea of Jean's day before the  play starts. Get up, pack snacks and hand wipes and crayons, and  probably tissues, get myself  dressed, maybe curl my hair, get the kids  up and dressed and fed but make sure they don't get food on their nice  clothes and pile them into the car but make sure the sitter is on call  to take them home when they get tired and thaw one of the  casseroles for them for dinner and of course, start the list of thank  you notes that will take up most of tomorrow and the next day. In short,  I thought I was ready.

And then came tech.

I like to  think of theatre as the epitome of a collaborative art -- the acting,  writing, direction, design, all working together to tell a story.  We  invite the design team to rehearsals so they can see where the show is  going and make sure the design world and the acting world all occupy the  same place on the planet.  I will admit my own actorly bias here and  say that I usually think of this as the design being informed by the  rehearsal.  But not anymore.

On the Tuesday of tech week, Jess  talks me through the opening moments of the show.  I stand wrapped in  Rachel's pitch-perfect costume,  In the blackout, I walk to Michelle's  dazzling white casket, surrounded by glorious and vibrant flowers.   Nick's music evokes open plains and empty rooms in my head.  And then  Jared's lights stream through the windows and it hits me hard -- like a  ton of bricks, like a punch in the gut: THIS is the moment before.  Yes,  Jeanie had a busy day, full of all those tasks, but underneath it all  this is the current that's been running since she got the news.  This  loud silence, this overflowing emptiness.

When we say New Leaf  is a Producing Ensemble, this is what we mean.  We're telling the story  to and with each other in rehearsal so we can tell it to and with you in  performance.

And I'll tell you one more thing: I will hold on  to this particular moment before long after we close.]]></content:encoded>
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		<title>This or That</title>
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		<pubDate>Thu, 29 Sep 2011 13:47:58 +0000</pubDate>
		<dc:creator>Brian Golden</dc:creator>
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		<category><![CDATA[Burying Miss America]]></category>
		<category><![CDATA[Theatre Seven]]></category>

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		<description><![CDATA[I found myself in the old neighborhood last night. I was walking home from some meeting or rehearsal, fighting the desire to give up and catch the bus, when I realized I was no more than a couple blocks from my first Chicago apartment. About the time I had this thought, my day’s consumption of [...]]]></description>
			<content:encoded><![CDATA[<img src="http://www.newleaftheatre.org/blog/wp-content/uploads/2011/09/T7_20101-730x365-300x150.jpg" alt="" title="T7_20101-730x365" width="300" height="150" class="alignright size-medium wp-image-696" />I found myself in the old neighborhood last night.

I was walking home from some meeting or rehearsal, fighting the desire to give up and catch the bus, when I realized I was no more than a couple blocks from my first Chicago apartment. About the time I had this thought, my day’s consumption of coffee caught up with me, and using the bathroom as soon as possible became urgently necessary. Without thinking, I wandered in to the familiar coffee shop where, for a dark year or two, I probably spent more time than in any other place in the city – answering emails, playing online poker, starting a theatre company, writing (not really, although I pretended) and uncorking the incredible time-wasting powers of the internet.

I used the bathroom (new automatic soap dispenser – good for them) and after that, after ordering a coffee and pleasing myself by correctly answering the “ten cent discount” trivia question written daily on the blackboard menu, I stood in the middle of the place, looking at the new, artful wall design and gazing at the armada of two-top and four-top tile tables. As I began to remember that I’d sat <em>there</em> to conduct interviews for a certain position on my staff, and <em>over there</em> when I had lunch many years ago with so and so, a question began to nag me – was the feeling I was experiencing good or bad?

We live in an evaluative culture. Our most loved forms of entertainment no longer involve tragedy or comedy, but judgment. On television, a panel of experts/“the rest of the house”/a super-sexy bachelor hands out scores so that one singer/housemate/super-sexy bachelorette goes home, and another returns next week. In sports, our love for the mythology of achievement (he hit the ball a mile!) has, in the last decade, been, if not replaced, <em>consumed</em> by an obsession for the cold statistics and managerial power of controlling our own fantasy teams (he’s averaging 18.4 touches per game!). On the internet, countless websites have risen to fame by offering no more than the opportunity to judge – this girl or that girl, thumbs up or thumbs down, “rate your experience”, this or that.

Some feelings, though, aren’t good or bad. They just are. My play, <em>Burying Miss America</em>, which the astounding New Leaf Theatre opens tonight, is, in a way, about the ambiguity of those kind of emotions. For me, coming home – whether to the house and town in southeast Iowa where I lived the first eighteen years of my life, or to a coffee shop that still carries the ghosts of a previous version of myself – is one of those feelings. Coming home is too good, too incandescent, too joyous and sentimental and hopeful and safe to be bad. And it is, at the same, too anxiety-filled, too claustrophobic, too alien, too distant, too no-longer-me to be good. It is both. It is neither. It just is.

<strong>Brian Golden is the playwright behind <em>Burying Miss America</em> and is artistic director of <a href="http://theatreseven.org">Theatre Seven of Chicago</a>.</strong>]]></content:encoded>
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		<title>The Treehouse Bears Fruit</title>
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		<pubDate>Tue, 27 Sep 2011 17:40:48 +0000</pubDate>
		<dc:creator>Josh Sobel</dc:creator>
				<category><![CDATA[Treehouse]]></category>

		<guid isPermaLink="false">http://www.newleaftheatre.org/blog/?p=688</guid>
		<description><![CDATA[It gives me enormous pleasure to see BURYING MISS AMERICA opening this week as the first production of our 2011-2012 Season. Not only is this a beautiful new play by an exciting Chicago artist and wonderful friend of New Leaf, but it is also the culmination of our first revamped Treehouse play development process. This [...]]]></description>
			<content:encoded><![CDATA[<a href="http://www.newleaftheatre.org/current.php"><img src="http://www.newleaftheatre.org/blog/wp-content/uploads/2011/09/Burying-Miss-America-219x300.jpg" alt="" title="Burying-Miss-America" width="219" height="300" class="alignright size-medium wp-image-689" /></a>It gives me enormous pleasure to see  BURYING MISS AMERICA opening this week as the first production of our 2011-2012 Season.  Not only is this a beautiful new play by an exciting Chicago artist and wonderful friend of New Leaf, but it is also the culmination of our first revamped Treehouse play development process. This play has journeyed through its initial workshopping to last season’s Treehouse Readings Series to now find its home as New Leaf’s World Premiere season opener. Congratulations to all involved!

Our commitment to playwrights and the development of the next wave of new theatrical work comes to fruition with BURYING MISS AMERICA, but this is only the beginning of something incredibly special. And it continues on with this season’s slate of six new plays, selected to be part of the 2011-2012 Treehouse Readings Series.

This round of Treehouse began with a call for scripts addressing our chosen thematic element: “CRITICAL MASS.” We encouraged writers to explore all of the possibilities and meanings that this phrase held, and we are proud to announce six rousing plays that rose to the challenge, from playwrights inside and outside of Chicago. Here’s what we have coming up this Fall:

We kick off in September with a darkly comic look at the line between faith and fanaticism with <strong>D.W. Gregory’s biting play SALVATION ROAD</strong>, directed by Sideshow Theatre Company’s Megan Smith. We are thrilled to welcome Ms. Gregory, a much admired and well-travelled playwright based in Washington D.C., to the Treehouse roster as we delve into her troubling yet humorous journey that begs the question: How do you rescue someone who doesn’t want to be saved?

Come October we welcome two new voices to the New Leaf playground: Jessica Hinds and Krista D’Agostino! <strong>Ms. Hinds’ soulful play, WHAT DIES INSIDE US WHILE WE LIVE</strong>, introduces us to a world run dry, a bleak future Earth presented in a fashion that I am thrilled to say that I have never quite experienced before! Director Krista D’Agostino, a recent Chicago transplant from the great city of Boston, helps explore the choice of whether to face adulthood head-on, or to run away as fast as possible.

November welcomes back a great friend of New Leaf, <strong>Emily Dendinger, with her play UNTRAINED IN GEOMETRY</strong>, helmed by our very own Artistic Director Jessica Hutchinson. We were all both thrilled for Emily and sad to see her go, as she recently began her MFA in Playwriting at University of Iowa Playwrights Workshop, but Chicago gets her back as we feature her wildly entertaining screwball romantic comedy about fate, farce and fidelity.

With that we wrap up our Fall Treehouse Readings, and begin to prepare for our Spring readings, which include A PERFECT SHADE OF SKYLINE GREY by Mark Mason, RADIO GHOSTS by Greg Romero (last season’s reading DANDELION MOMMA), and STILL LIFE OF A MOVING PICTURE by David Strattan White. (Keep your eyes peeled for more info on each of these fabulous new works!)

But that’s not all! We are days away from announcing the thematic element for our next call for scripts, to be considered for the 2012-2013 Treehouse Readings Series, so stay tuned - same Leaf time, same Leaf place, same Leaf channel. ]]></content:encoded>
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		<title>In the details&#8230;</title>
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		<pubDate>Wed, 21 Sep 2011 20:45:37 +0000</pubDate>
		<dc:creator>Marsha</dc:creator>
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		<description><![CDATA["While I was waiting for you before, I made this list. All the people that brought food. Or flowers. Or anything. The ordinary, average, worshiped her from all the pageants people. They get a note." I've gotten to know this person called Jean Russell pretty well over the last few weeks, diving into the words [...]]]></description>
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<em>"While I was waiting for you before, I made this list. All the  people that brought food. Or flowers. Or anything. The ordinary,  average, worshiped her from all the pageants people. They get a note."
</em>

I've gotten to know this person called Jean Russell pretty well over the last few weeks, diving into the words she says, delving in to her life story.  What began as painting in broad strokes has evolved into more detailed brushwork, and as we get ready to welcome our first preview audiences on Thursday, I find my mind occupied with the minutia of Jean's day-to-day world.

Rachel brought in the perfect bag for Jean -- big enough to be a "mom" purse, but small enough to be appropriate for a special occasion -- and I've been contemplating what lives in Jeanie's purse besides the obvious wallet and keys.  A book? Mints? Gum? Tissues? Hand wipes? Snacks for the kids?  All of the above.

And the thank you notes - part obligation, part expression of gratitude.  I asked Michelle if I could pick out the notes Jean uses, and so I took myself shopping. I found the perfect notes: elegant but not frivolous, sold in bulk quantities because goodness knows Jean has a lot of notes to write and not a lot to spend.  And while I was in the stationery aisle, I started looking at sympathy cards.  Of course Jean received tons of them, from her mother's admirers, from all the people in Nebraska's fourth largest town that knew and loved her.  Some of them were lovely - heartfelt and simple, offers of support, expressions of love and concern. And some of them were Just. So. Awful. Saccharine, flowery, simpering eulogies overflowing with gushing praise and bad poetry.  And just like that, in the middle of Target, I had a new understanding of what the past few days had been like for Jeanie.  She must have opened and read dozens, maybe hundreds of these cards.  Some would have made her cry with their sincerity, some would have made her gag with their syrupy sweetness.  But all of them would be from people she knew, people reaching for the right words to convey their own feelings of sadness, people trying to connect in the face of unexpected loss.

I know most audience members won't notice or think about the cards.  But now you will.  Won't you?]]></content:encoded>
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		<title>The Search for Shape</title>
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		<pubDate>Sat, 04 Jun 2011 17:19:26 +0000</pubDate>
		<dc:creator>Michelle</dc:creator>
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		<description><![CDATA[Michelle Lilly is part of the production ensemble of New Leaf Theatre and is the Scenic Designer for Lighthousekeeping. One of my favorite parts of any design process is the shape search. This typically takes place once the basic storytelling concepts are down, but we’re still looking for the specifics of what the world of [...]]]></description>
			<content:encoded><![CDATA[<a href="http://www.newleaftheatre.org/about.php"><img src="http://www.newleaftheatre.org/blog/wp-content/uploads/2011/05/michelle-229x300.jpg" alt="" title="michelle" width="229" height="300" class="alignleft size-medium wp-image-640" /></a><strong>Michelle Lilly is part of the production ensemble of <a href="http://newleaftheatre.org">New Leaf Theatre</a> and is the Scenic Designer for <a href="http://dcatheater.org/lighthousekeeping">Lighthousekeeping</a>.</strong>

One of my favorite parts of any design process is the shape search.  This typically takes place once the basic storytelling concepts are down, but we’re still looking for the specifics of what the world of the play looks, sounds, and feels like. 
 
The first thing I’m usually thinking about is the basic presence of the set in relation to the story we’re telling and how we’re telling it.  Is it looming?  Is it sensual?  Is it quiet and unassuming?  Audacious?  Commanding?  What role does the environment play in getting this story across to the audience?  How do the characters interact with it?  How do they feel about it?  When asking these questions, I find myself searching for its shape in everything; obviously in my research, but also while I’m commuting, while I’m at work, while I’m watching a movie, or walking around Home Depot.  When I’m in this stage, I look at everything to see its shape and line first.  I stare at the way the sun hits the bricks on a building on Grand Avenue.  I look at bikes, trains, a pile of trash, trees, mailboxes, searching for the shadowy shape I’m looking for.  Sometimes I don’t know what it is, but I know I’ll know it when I see it. 
 
<a href="http://www.newleaftheatre.org/blog/wp-content/uploads/2011/05/DSC_0022_med.jpg"><img src="http://www.newleaftheatre.org/blog/wp-content/uploads/2011/05/DSC_0022_med-300x200.jpg" alt="" title="DSC_0022_med" width="300" height="200" class="alignright size-medium wp-image-641" /></a>Every design is like a puzzle.  It’s often like a <a href="http://www.nickbantock.com/">Nick Bantock</a> puzzle, which takes days and maybe weeks to crack, but the answer is there if you stay with it long enough.  I have to push and work at it, and eventually I get so frustrated that I almost give up, and then my mind relaxes, and a large part of the solution suddenly surfaces.  A lot of times I’ve found the answer, or the key to the series of rooms that leads to the answer, in completely unexpected places. 
 
I recently visited the architecture exhibit at the Museum of Modern Art in New York, and as architecture is tough to present in a gallery, what they presented instead was process pieces.  This was completely awesome.  Crayon sketches by Mies van der Rohe, huge scale models of commercial buildings, sketches of suggestions for the new World Trade Center Memorial building, scribbles and hand-scrawled notes.   There was a model of the <a href="http://www.mercedes-benz-classic.com/content/classic/mpc/mpc_classic_website/en/mpc_home/mbc/home/museum/overview_museum.html" target="_blank">Mercedes-Benz museum in Stuttgart, Germany</a>, and there were process sketches in which the architect is clearly trying to find the unique shape that the museum eventually takes.  There are sketches, paper cutouts, and finally a white dinner plate drawn on with a black marker.  The dinner plate captures the curves the architect was looking for. <em> And they hung it on a museum wall.</em>
 
Lighthousekeeping has been an especially challenging shape search. What is the shape of loss?  What is the shape of fear?  What is the physical appearance of being completely and suddenly unmoored?  What is the shape of love?  Which of these shapes do I show, and which do I let the audience find on their own?

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		<title>The Secrets of a Literary Text</title>
		<link>http://www.newleaftheatre.org/blog/2011/the-secrets-of-a-literary-text-2/</link>
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		<pubDate>Thu, 02 Jun 2011 16:55:34 +0000</pubDate>
		<dc:creator>Georgette Kelly</dc:creator>
				<category><![CDATA[Thoughts on the Process]]></category>
		<category><![CDATA[D. Soyini Madison]]></category>
		<category><![CDATA[Georgette Kelly]]></category>
		<category><![CDATA[Jeanette Winterson]]></category>
		<category><![CDATA[Lighthousekeeping]]></category>

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		<description><![CDATA[When I first read Jeanette Winterson’s <a href="http://www.jeanettewinterson.com/pages/content/index.asp?PageID=20" target="_blank"><em>Lighthousekeeping</em></a>, I knew I would read it again.  And again.  And again.  

I read the book in waves and cycles.  I reached for it with each major change in my life.  I returned to the lighthouse when I needed to cope with isolation, loss, grief, and distance.]]></description>
			<content:encoded><![CDATA[<img src="http://www.newleaftheatre.org/blog/wp-content/uploads/2011/05/Screen-shot-2011-05-30-at-1.12.23-PM-229x300.png" alt="" title="Screen shot 2011-05-30 at 1.12.23 PM" width="200"  class="alignleft size-medium wp-image-651" /><strong>Georgette Kelly is the playwright of Lighthousekeeping, a work she adapted from the novel by Jeanette Winterson.</strong>

When I first read Jeanette Winterson’s <a href="http://www.jeanettewinterson.com/pages/content/index.asp?PageID=20" target="_blank"><em>Lighthousekeeping</em></a>, I knew I would read it again.  And again.  And again.  

I read the book in waves and cycles.  I reached for it with each major change in my life.  I returned to the lighthouse when I needed to cope with isolation, loss, grief, and distance.

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<a href="http://www.newleaftheatre.org/blog/wp-content/uploads/2011/05/DSC_0030_med.jpg"><img src="http://www.newleaftheatre.org/blog/wp-content/uploads/2011/05/DSC_0030_med-300x200.jpg" alt="" title="Be happy." width="300" height="200" class="alignright size-medium wp-image-653" /></a>As I read and re-read, the book’s characters began to inhabit my mind and unfurl their secrets.   The more I read, the more I wanted to know them intimately, first-hand, through a live experience.  I wanted to meet them.  In other words, I wanted my literary experience to be enriched by performance.

Performance Studies scholar <a href="http://books.google.com/books?id=EtG3WQyeWW8C&pg=PA143&lpg=PA143&dq=d+soyini+madison+remembering+oral+history+my+desire+is+for+the+poor&source=bl&ots=xRtLnssXzV&sig=qKIZpgRqpF8KfHR27pJZspR2le4&hl=en&ei=0d7jTZD4NMG2tgfxwtzeCQ&sa=X&oi=book_result&ct=result&resnum=2&ved=0CB8Q6AEwAQ#v=onepage&q=d%20soyini%20madison%20remembering%20oral%20history%20my%20desire%20is%20for%20the%20poor&f=false" target="_blank">D. Soyini Madison has written</a> that “Performance opens the secrets of a literary text…[and] this is a political enterprise.  It involves unearthing the subtext in literature and the unearthing of subtext in experience.  But the archeology of unearthing is never neat.”   

Through writing plays based in literature, I strive to unearth the secrets that Madison describes.   It is not that I want my plays to be messy.  Indeed, I want them to be well structured, with very precise language.  But I do want them to question core assumptions, to dig up the (sub)text that has been buried by everyday life.  I want to tell stories that are open-ended, cross the boundaries of the fourth wall, and insist upon an active, questioning audience.  

<a href="http://www.newleaftheatre.org/blog/wp-content/uploads/2011/05/DSC_0016_med.jpg"><img src="http://www.newleaftheatre.org/blog/wp-content/uploads/2011/05/DSC_0016_med-300x200.jpg" alt="" title="DSC_0016_med" width="300" height="200" class="alignleft size-medium wp-image-652" /></a>This is never neat.  It is unsettling and demanding, and these very qualities draw me to performance.  Theatre requires that I abandon my individual reality and join with others in a shared truth: the world of the play.  As audiences and artists, we must agree to a precarious collective, lasting only a few hours, where our assumptions about life can be shaken.  In the best theatrical experiences, both audiences and artists leave with questions—about how we interact with others, how we shape our realities, and how we tell our own stories.  These questions change us.

When I fall in love with a literary text, as I have fallen in love with <a href="http://dcatheater.org/lighthousekeeping">Lighthousekeeping</a>, I use performance as a tool to study it.  The process changes me too; theatrical adaptation is my lens to clarify the text, therefore I become a playwright.  Once the text is embodied, it reveals more about itself and, subsequently, I learn more about myself.  This learning process has had a profound impact on the way I see the world.  It is my goal that my audiences also gain insight into the literary texts I explore, and into the subtext of their own experiences.

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		<title>Rehearsing inside the Fossil Cave</title>
		<link>http://www.newleaftheatre.org/blog/2011/rehearsing-inside-the-fossil-cave/</link>
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		<pubDate>Tue, 31 May 2011 16:34:03 +0000</pubDate>
		<dc:creator>Jessica</dc:creator>
				<category><![CDATA[rehearsal]]></category>
		<category><![CDATA[Fine Arts Building]]></category>
		<category><![CDATA[Jessica Hutchinson]]></category>
		<category><![CDATA[Lighthousekeeping]]></category>

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		<description><![CDATA[The Fine Arts Building on South Michigan Avenue was established as an artists’ haven in 1885.  The building is ten stories tall, one of two buildings in Chicago that still employs elevator operators, and alive with the echoes of vocal and instrumental artists, working away in their separate studios.  

Working in one of those studios during the Lighthousekeeping rehearsal has been a gift.  Downtown, its location has prepared us for the neighborhood in which we’ll be performing, and the size and feel of the building itself has a lot to say to the scope of the story we’re telling.  This physical space has certainly informed our work.  ]]></description>
			<content:encoded><![CDATA[<a href="http://www.newleaftheatre.org/about.php"><img class="alignleft size-medium wp-image-634" title="jess" src="http://www.newleaftheatre.org/blog/wp-content/uploads/2011/05/jess-199x300.jpg" alt="" width="199" height="300" /></a><strong>Jessica Hutchinson is the Artistic Director of New Leaf Theatre and the director of <em><a href="http://dcatheater.org/lighthousekeeping">Lighthousekeeping</a></em>.</strong>

The <a href="http://www.fineartsbuilding.tv/">Fine Arts Building on South Michigan Avenue</a> was established as an artists’ haven in 1885, and housed - among other artistic institutions - the <a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Little_Theatre_Movement">Little Theater of Chicago</a>, by some measures the city's first storefront theatre.  The building is ten stories tall, one of two buildings in Chicago that still employs elevator operators, and alive with the echoes of vocal and instrumental artists, working away in their separate studios.

<img class="alignright size-medium wp-image-645" title="The Fine Arts Building" src="http://www.newleaftheatre.org/blog/wp-content/uploads/2011/06/DSC_0003_med-200x300.jpg" alt="" width="150" />Working in one of those studios - Malcolm Ruhl's new rehearsal space at <a href="http://www.finalscoremusic.com/">Final Score Music</a> - during the Lighthousekeeping rehearsal has been a gift.  Downtown, its location has prepared us for the neighborhood in which we’ll be performing, and the size and feel of the building itself has a lot to say to the scope of the story we’re telling.  This physical space has certainly informed our work.

Part of what we’ve always valued about the New Leaf rehearsal process in the LPCC is rehearsing and performing in the same place, a luxury that allows us to bake the show and its life into the walls.  During this process, I think the reverse has happened; the walls, steeped as they are in a creative history, have baked themselves into us.

<a href="http://www.newleaftheatre.org/blog/wp-content/uploads/2011/05/fossil-cave-1.jpg"><img class="alignright size-medium wp-image-633" title="fossil cave 1" src="http://www.newleaftheatre.org/blog/wp-content/uploads/2011/05/fossil-cave-1-300x225.jpg" alt="" width="300" height="225" /></a>In <em>Lighthousekeeping</em>, a cave is discovered in the mid-1800’s that is lined and framed with fossils.  So to, the stories we tell, the records we make of our own lives are framed as our personal fossil records, “cumulative deposits,” the individual images frozen in time that make up our lives.

On Saturday, we took the day to really inhabit our Fine Arts Building home, and see what it had to teach us about waking up a space with so much history living in its walls.  Our cast broke into two groups and was given a menu of elements the original 3-act pieces they were to create should contain – things like 15 consecutive seconds of stillness, a moment of everyone looking up, music from an unexpected source.  And the best one – the perfect use of space, any space they could access in the building.  They were given 30 minutes, and titles for the three acts: The World As It Was, The World As It Is, The World As It Could Be.

<a href="http://www.newleaftheatre.org/blog/wp-content/uploads/2011/05/blog-post-3.jpg"><img class="alignleft size-medium wp-image-632" title="blog post 3" src="http://www.newleaftheatre.org/blog/wp-content/uploads/2011/05/blog-post-3-300x223.jpg" alt="" width="300" height="223" /></a>The moments the actors created were stunning, beautiful images, the creation of which opened our ensemble’s eyes and minds to wonder about the other people who inhabited these rooms and walked these halls before us.  These moments are hard to describe in words – they were pictures that blended into other pictures, made up of benches and clocks and dark hallways and arias.  There were staircases and elevators and rewards for each audience's willingness to take risks in spaces that weren't comfortable at first.

Excited as we are to move to the DCA space this week, there is something magical, almost mystical about the Fine Arts Building that I’m reluctant to leave behind.  My hope is that, like our story suggests, nothing can be left or forgotten, that we carry our fossil caves with us, adding to them, making room for more, still holding to what came before, and letting what we learn in one journey transform our experience of the next.]]></content:encoded>
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		<title>Treehouse Reading &#8211; How We Got On</title>
		<link>http://www.newleaftheatre.org/blog/2011/treehouse-how-we-got-on/</link>
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		<pubDate>Tue, 24 May 2011 04:19:01 +0000</pubDate>
		<dc:creator>Josh Sobel</dc:creator>
				<category><![CDATA[Treehouse]]></category>
		<category><![CDATA[How We Got On]]></category>
		<category><![CDATA[Idris Goodwin]]></category>

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		<description><![CDATA[The final play in our Spring 2011 Treehouse Reading Series is How We Got On by Idris Goodwin. Click on the player below to hear the entire recording, or subscribe to our podcast on iTunes. Synopsis A classic American coming-of-age tale with a unique hip-hop treatment: domestic suburban life remixed. The Selector, our DJ/Narrator, samples [...]]]></description>
			<content:encoded><![CDATA[The final play in our Spring 2011 Treehouse Reading Series is <strong>How We Got On</strong> by Idris Goodwin.  Click on the player below to hear the entire recording, or <a href="http://itunes.apple.com/us/podcast/new-leaf-theatre-podcast/id251141038">subscribe to our podcast on iTunes</a>.

<h3>Synopsis</h3>
A classic American coming-of-age tale with a unique hip-hop treatment: domestic suburban life remixed. The Selector, our DJ/Narrator, samples and loops us through the lives of three Midwestern teen rappers who have yet to discover the power of harmony over discord. 

<a href="http://idrisgoodwin.blogspot.com/"><img src="http://www.newleaftheatre.org/blog/wp-content/uploads/2011/05/idris-150x150.jpg" alt="" title="idris" width="150" height="150" class="alignleft size-thumbnail wp-image-625" /><strong>About Idris Goodwin</strong></a>
Idris Goodwin is an award-winning playwright, poet and performer who uses hip hop arts to create original genre defying performances. From Chicago's Steppenwolf Theater to Minneapolis' Pilsbury House Theater to Albuquerque's Kimo Theater, Goodwin's innovative work is showcased across the nation. In 2005, the NNPN New Plays Showcase at Stanford featured his play Braising; since then, The National Endowment for the Arts, The Ford Foundation, The Hip Hop Theater Festival and The Illinois Arts Council have supported his writing. He has performed on HBO, The Discovery Channel and garnered praise from The New York Times and National Public Radio. These Are The Breaks, his debut collection of hip hop prose will be widely released in March. Currently, Goodwin is a member of the Playwrights Workshop at the University of Iowa.]]></content:encoded>
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			<itunes:keywords>How We Got On,Idris Goodwin</itunes:keywords>
		<itunes:subtitle>The final play in our Spring 2011 Treehouse Reading Series is How We Got On by Idris Goodwin.  Click on the player below to hear the entire recording, or subscribe to our podcast on iTunes. - Synopsis A classic American coming-of-age tale with a uniq...</itunes:subtitle>
		<itunes:summary>The final play in our Spring 2011 Treehouse Reading Series is How We Got On by Idris Goodwin.  Click on the player below to hear the entire recording, or subscribe to our podcast on iTunes.

Synopsis
A classic American coming-of-age tale with a unique hip-hop treatment: domestic suburban life remixed. The Selector, our DJ/Narrator, samples and loops us through the lives of three Midwestern teen rappers who have yet to discover the power of harmony over discord. 

About Idris Goodwin
Idris Goodwin is an award-winning playwright, poet and performer who uses hip hop arts to create original genre defying performances. From Chicago&#039;s Steppenwolf Theater to Minneapolis&#039; Pilsbury House Theater to Albuquerque&#039;s Kimo Theater, Goodwin&#039;s innovative work is showcased across the nation. In 2005, the NNPN New Plays Showcase at Stanford featured his play Braising; since then, The National Endowment for the Arts, The Ford Foundation, The Hip Hop Theater Festival and The Illinois Arts Council have supported his writing. He has performed on HBO, The Discovery Channel and garnered praise from The New York Times and National Public Radio. These Are The Breaks, his debut collection of hip hop prose will be widely released in March. Currently, Goodwin is a member of the Playwrights Workshop at the University of Iowa.</itunes:summary>
		<itunes:author>New Leaf Theatre</itunes:author>
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		<itunes:duration>1:20:55</itunes:duration>
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		<title>Treehouse Reading &#8211; Dandelion Momma</title>
		<link>http://www.newleaftheatre.org/blog/2011/treehouse-dandelion-momma/</link>
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		<pubDate>Tue, 26 Apr 2011 04:13:55 +0000</pubDate>
		<dc:creator>Josh Sobel</dc:creator>
				<category><![CDATA[Treehouse]]></category>
		<category><![CDATA[Dandelion Momma]]></category>
		<category><![CDATA[Greg Romero]]></category>

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		<description><![CDATA[Next up in our Spring 2011 Treehouse Reading Series is <strong>Dandelion Momma</strong> by Greg Romero, an enigmatic play that explores memory and family through a fractured remembrance of the Great Depression.]]></description>
			<content:encoded><![CDATA[Next up in our Spring 2011 Treehouse Reading Series is <strong>Dandelion Momma</strong> by Greg Romero.  Click on the player below to hear the entire recording, or <a href="http://itunes.apple.com/us/podcast/new-leaf-theatre-podcast/id251141038">subscribe to our podcast on iTunes</a>.

<h3>Synopsis</h3>
 A 100-year old woman reflects on her life through broken pieces of memory. An eight-year old girl takes care of wayward dandelions and sees the lights inside of people. A farm girl and a writer search for life while planting seeds in the hardened ground of the Great Depression. The ground becomes harder, the girl becomes tired, the air becomes heavier and something new must be born.

<a href="http://gregromero.blogspot.com/"><img src="http://www.newleaftheatre.org/blog/wp-content/uploads/2011/05/Greg-halcyon-150x150.jpg" alt="" title="Greg halcyon" width="150" height="150" class="alignleft size-thumbnail wp-image-615" /></a><strong>About Greg Romero</strong>
Greg Romero is a playwright/theater artist whose plays, site-specific projects and participatory live events have been produced in New York, Philadelphia, Austin, Dallas, Denver, Louisville, Phoenix and New Orleans. Romero's collaborations with electronic music composer Mike Vernusky have been produced live in New York, Philadelphia, Austin, and Phoenix, while also receiving airplay in Toronto, Canada and Zurich, Switzerland. Romero has been a finalist for the Heideman Award, a semi-finalist for the Princess Grace Award, nominated for the F. Otto Haas Award for an Emerging Philadelphia Theater Artist and was selected as the first-ever Resident Writer of the ArtsEdge Residency as well as one of the first three writers selected for the inaugural Philadelphia Dramatists Center/Plays & Players Playwriting Residency. His works are published by Heinemann Press and Playscripts, Inc. Romero received an MFA in Playwriting from The University of Texas-Austin where he held the James A. Michener Fellowship. Romero is currently a Visiting Assistant Professor of Theater at Drexel University and has also taught at the National Theater Institute. ]]></content:encoded>
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			<itunes:keywords>Dandelion Momma,Greg Romero</itunes:keywords>
		<itunes:subtitle>Next up in our Spring 2011 Treehouse Reading Series is Dandelion Momma by Greg Romero, an enigmatic play that explores memory and family through a fractured remembrance of the Great Depression.</itunes:subtitle>
		<itunes:summary>Next up in our Spring 2011 Treehouse Reading Series is Dandelion Momma by Greg Romero, an enigmatic play that explores memory and family through a fractured remembrance of the Great Depression.</itunes:summary>
		<itunes:author>New Leaf Theatre</itunes:author>
		<itunes:explicit>no</itunes:explicit>
		<itunes:duration>41:05</itunes:duration>
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		<title>Ten</title>
		<link>http://www.newleaftheatre.org/blog/2011/in-the-details/</link>
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		<pubDate>Wed, 21 Sep 2011 20:45:37 +0000</pubDate>
		<dc:creator>Marsha</dc:creator>
				<category><![CDATA[rehearsal]]></category>
		<category><![CDATA[Thoughts on the Process]]></category>

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		<description><![CDATA["While I was waiting for you before, I made this list. All the people that brought food. Or flowers. Or anything. The ordinary, average, worshiped her from all the pageants people. They get a note." I've gotten to know this person called Jean Russell pretty well over the last few weeks, diving into the words [...]]]></description>
			<content:encoded><![CDATA[<em><a href="http://www.newleaftheatre.org/blog/wp-content/uploads/2011/09/IMG_20110920_1941091.jpg"><img class="size-medium wp-image-684 alignnone" title="&quot;She Was Someone Very Special&quot;" src="http://www.newleaftheatre.org/blog/wp-content/uploads/2011/09/IMG_20110920_1941091-300x224.jpg" alt="" width="300" height="224" /></a></em><em></em>

<em>"While I was waiting for you before, I made this list. All the  people that brought food. Or flowers. Or anything. The ordinary,  average, worshiped her from all the pageants people. They get a note."
</em>

I've gotten to know this person called Jean Russell pretty well over the last few weeks, diving into the words she says, delving in to her life story.  What began as painting in broad strokes has evolved into more detailed brushwork, and as we get ready to welcome our first preview audiences on Thursday, I find my mind occupied with the minutia of Jean's day-to-day world.

Rachel brought in the perfect bag for Jean -- big enough to be a "mom" purse, but small enough to be appropriate for a special occasion -- and I've been contemplating what lives in Jeanie's purse besides the obvious wallet and keys.  A book? Mints? Gum? Tissues? Hand wipes? Snacks for the kids?  All of the above.

And the thank you notes - part obligation, part expression of gratitude.  I asked Michelle if I could pick out the notes Jean uses, and so I took myself shopping. I found the perfect notes: elegant but not frivolous, sold in bulk quantities because goodness knows Jean has a lot of notes to write and not a lot to spend.  And while I was in the stationery aisle, I started looking at sympathy cards.  Of course Jean received tons of them, from her mother's admirers, from all the people in Nebraska's fourth largest town that knew and loved her.  Some of them were lovely - heartfelt and simple, offers of support, expressions of love and concern. And some of them were Just. So. Awful. Saccharine, flowery, simpering eulogies overflowing with gushing praise and bad poetry.  And just like that, in the middle of Target, I had a new understanding of what the past few days had been like for Jeanie.  She must have opened and read dozens, maybe hundreds of these cards.  Some would have made her cry with their sincerity, some would have made her gag with their syrupy sweetness.  But all of them would be from people she knew, people reaching for the right words to convey their own feelings of sadness, people trying to connect in the face of unexpected loss.

I know most audience members won't notice or think about the cards.  But now you will.  Won't you?]]></content:encoded>
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		<title>The moment before&#8230;</title>
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		<pubDate>Wed, 05 Oct 2011 17:48:03 +0000</pubDate>
		<dc:creator>Marsha</dc:creator>
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		<description><![CDATA[It's one of the fundamental things on the actor checklist: the moment before.  What were you doing in the days, hours, minutes, seconds before you walk onstage or before the scene starts. In Burying Miss America, Jean talks about all the work that her mother's funeral requires. The text is full of references to the [...]]]></description>
			<content:encoded><![CDATA[It's one of the fundamental things on the actor checklist: the moment  before.  What were you doing in the days, hours, minutes, seconds  before you walk onstage or before the scene starts.

<a href="../wp-content/uploads/2011/10/300786_10150332789372660_8231532659_7784659_132217773_n.jpg" target="_blank"><img class="alignleft" title="&quot;All the people that brought flowers or food or  anything...&quot;" src="../wp-content/uploads/2011/10/300786_10150332789372660_8231532659_7784659_132217773_n-300x200.jpg" alt="" width="300" height="200" /></a>In <em>Burying Miss  America</em>, Jean  talks about all the work that her mother's funeral requires. The text is  full of references to the arrangements, the food, the thank you notes. I  did my homework, and I had a pretty good idea of Jean's day before the  play starts. Get up, pack snacks and hand wipes and crayons, and  probably tissues, get myself  dressed, maybe curl my hair, get the kids  up and dressed and fed but make sure they don't get food on their nice  clothes and pile them into the car but make sure the sitter is on call  to take them home when they get tired and thaw one of the  casseroles for them for dinner and of course, start the list of thank  you notes that will take up most of tomorrow and the next day. In short,  I thought I was ready.

And then came tech.

I like to  think of theatre as the epitome of a collaborative art -- the acting,  writing, direction, design, all working together to tell a story.  We  invite the design team to rehearsals so they can see where the show is  going and make sure the design world and the acting world all occupy the  same place on the planet.  I will admit my own actorly bias here and  say that I usually think of this as the design being informed by the  rehearsal.  But not anymore.

On the Tuesday of tech week, Jess  talks me through the opening moments of the show.  I stand wrapped in  Rachel's pitch-perfect costume,  In the blackout, I walk to Michelle's  dazzling white casket, surrounded by glorious and vibrant flowers.   Nick's music evokes open plains and empty rooms in my head.  And then  Jared's lights stream through the windows and it hits me hard -- like a  ton of bricks, like a punch in the gut: THIS is the moment before.  Yes,  Jeanie had a busy day, full of all those tasks, but underneath it all  this is the current that's been running since she got the news.  This  loud silence, this overflowing emptiness.

When we say New Leaf  is a Producing Ensemble, this is what we mean.  We're telling the story  to and with each other in rehearsal so we can tell it to and with you in  performance.

And I'll tell you one more thing: I will hold on  to this particular moment before long after we close.]]></content:encoded>
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		<title>This or That</title>
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		<pubDate>Thu, 29 Sep 2011 13:47:58 +0000</pubDate>
		<dc:creator>Brian Golden</dc:creator>
				<category><![CDATA[Memories]]></category>
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		<description><![CDATA[I found myself in the old neighborhood last night. I was walking home from some meeting or rehearsal, fighting the desire to give up and catch the bus, when I realized I was no more than a couple blocks from my first Chicago apartment. About the time I had this thought, my day’s consumption of [...]]]></description>
			<content:encoded><![CDATA[<img src="http://www.newleaftheatre.org/blog/wp-content/uploads/2011/09/T7_20101-730x365-300x150.jpg" alt="" title="T7_20101-730x365" width="300" height="150" class="alignright size-medium wp-image-696" />I found myself in the old neighborhood last night.

I was walking home from some meeting or rehearsal, fighting the desire to give up and catch the bus, when I realized I was no more than a couple blocks from my first Chicago apartment. About the time I had this thought, my day’s consumption of coffee caught up with me, and using the bathroom as soon as possible became urgently necessary. Without thinking, I wandered in to the familiar coffee shop where, for a dark year or two, I probably spent more time than in any other place in the city – answering emails, playing online poker, starting a theatre company, writing (not really, although I pretended) and uncorking the incredible time-wasting powers of the internet.

I used the bathroom (new automatic soap dispenser – good for them) and after that, after ordering a coffee and pleasing myself by correctly answering the “ten cent discount” trivia question written daily on the blackboard menu, I stood in the middle of the place, looking at the new, artful wall design and gazing at the armada of two-top and four-top tile tables. As I began to remember that I’d sat <em>there</em> to conduct interviews for a certain position on my staff, and <em>over there</em> when I had lunch many years ago with so and so, a question began to nag me – was the feeling I was experiencing good or bad?

We live in an evaluative culture. Our most loved forms of entertainment no longer involve tragedy or comedy, but judgment. On television, a panel of experts/“the rest of the house”/a super-sexy bachelor hands out scores so that one singer/housemate/super-sexy bachelorette goes home, and another returns next week. In sports, our love for the mythology of achievement (he hit the ball a mile!) has, in the last decade, been, if not replaced, <em>consumed</em> by an obsession for the cold statistics and managerial power of controlling our own fantasy teams (he’s averaging 18.4 touches per game!). On the internet, countless websites have risen to fame by offering no more than the opportunity to judge – this girl or that girl, thumbs up or thumbs down, “rate your experience”, this or that.

Some feelings, though, aren’t good or bad. They just are. My play, <em>Burying Miss America</em>, which the astounding New Leaf Theatre opens tonight, is, in a way, about the ambiguity of those kind of emotions. For me, coming home – whether to the house and town in southeast Iowa where I lived the first eighteen years of my life, or to a coffee shop that still carries the ghosts of a previous version of myself – is one of those feelings. Coming home is too good, too incandescent, too joyous and sentimental and hopeful and safe to be bad. And it is, at the same, too anxiety-filled, too claustrophobic, too alien, too distant, too no-longer-me to be good. It is both. It is neither. It just is.

<strong>Brian Golden is the playwright behind <em>Burying Miss America</em> and is artistic director of <a href="http://theatreseven.org">Theatre Seven of Chicago</a>.</strong>]]></content:encoded>
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		<title>The Treehouse Bears Fruit</title>
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		<pubDate>Tue, 27 Sep 2011 17:40:48 +0000</pubDate>
		<dc:creator>Josh Sobel</dc:creator>
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		<description><![CDATA[It gives me enormous pleasure to see BURYING MISS AMERICA opening this week as the first production of our 2011-2012 Season. Not only is this a beautiful new play by an exciting Chicago artist and wonderful friend of New Leaf, but it is also the culmination of our first revamped Treehouse play development process. This [...]]]></description>
			<content:encoded><![CDATA[<a href="http://www.newleaftheatre.org/current.php"><img src="http://www.newleaftheatre.org/blog/wp-content/uploads/2011/09/Burying-Miss-America-219x300.jpg" alt="" title="Burying-Miss-America" width="219" height="300" class="alignright size-medium wp-image-689" /></a>It gives me enormous pleasure to see  BURYING MISS AMERICA opening this week as the first production of our 2011-2012 Season.  Not only is this a beautiful new play by an exciting Chicago artist and wonderful friend of New Leaf, but it is also the culmination of our first revamped Treehouse play development process. This play has journeyed through its initial workshopping to last season’s Treehouse Readings Series to now find its home as New Leaf’s World Premiere season opener. Congratulations to all involved!

Our commitment to playwrights and the development of the next wave of new theatrical work comes to fruition with BURYING MISS AMERICA, but this is only the beginning of something incredibly special. And it continues on with this season’s slate of six new plays, selected to be part of the 2011-2012 Treehouse Readings Series.

This round of Treehouse began with a call for scripts addressing our chosen thematic element: “CRITICAL MASS.” We encouraged writers to explore all of the possibilities and meanings that this phrase held, and we are proud to announce six rousing plays that rose to the challenge, from playwrights inside and outside of Chicago. Here’s what we have coming up this Fall:

We kick off in September with a darkly comic look at the line between faith and fanaticism with <strong>D.W. Gregory’s biting play SALVATION ROAD</strong>, directed by Sideshow Theatre Company’s Megan Smith. We are thrilled to welcome Ms. Gregory, a much admired and well-travelled playwright based in Washington D.C., to the Treehouse roster as we delve into her troubling yet humorous journey that begs the question: How do you rescue someone who doesn’t want to be saved?

Come October we welcome two new voices to the New Leaf playground: Jessica Hinds and Krista D’Agostino! <strong>Ms. Hinds’ soulful play, WHAT DIES INSIDE US WHILE WE LIVE</strong>, introduces us to a world run dry, a bleak future Earth presented in a fashion that I am thrilled to say that I have never quite experienced before! Director Krista D’Agostino, a recent Chicago transplant from the great city of Boston, helps explore the choice of whether to face adulthood head-on, or to run away as fast as possible.

November welcomes back a great friend of New Leaf, <strong>Emily Dendinger, with her play UNTRAINED IN GEOMETRY</strong>, helmed by our very own Artistic Director Jessica Hutchinson. We were all both thrilled for Emily and sad to see her go, as she recently began her MFA in Playwriting at University of Iowa Playwrights Workshop, but Chicago gets her back as we feature her wildly entertaining screwball romantic comedy about fate, farce and fidelity.

With that we wrap up our Fall Treehouse Readings, and begin to prepare for our Spring readings, which include A PERFECT SHADE OF SKYLINE GREY by Mark Mason, RADIO GHOSTS by Greg Romero (last season’s reading DANDELION MOMMA), and STILL LIFE OF A MOVING PICTURE by David Strattan White. (Keep your eyes peeled for more info on each of these fabulous new works!)

But that’s not all! We are days away from announcing the thematic element for our next call for scripts, to be considered for the 2012-2013 Treehouse Readings Series, so stay tuned - same Leaf time, same Leaf place, same Leaf channel. ]]></content:encoded>
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		<title>In the details&#8230;</title>
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		<pubDate>Wed, 21 Sep 2011 20:45:37 +0000</pubDate>
		<dc:creator>Marsha</dc:creator>
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		<description><![CDATA["While I was waiting for you before, I made this list. All the people that brought food. Or flowers. Or anything. The ordinary, average, worshiped her from all the pageants people. They get a note." I've gotten to know this person called Jean Russell pretty well over the last few weeks, diving into the words [...]]]></description>
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<em>"While I was waiting for you before, I made this list. All the  people that brought food. Or flowers. Or anything. The ordinary,  average, worshiped her from all the pageants people. They get a note."
</em>

I've gotten to know this person called Jean Russell pretty well over the last few weeks, diving into the words she says, delving in to her life story.  What began as painting in broad strokes has evolved into more detailed brushwork, and as we get ready to welcome our first preview audiences on Thursday, I find my mind occupied with the minutia of Jean's day-to-day world.

Rachel brought in the perfect bag for Jean -- big enough to be a "mom" purse, but small enough to be appropriate for a special occasion -- and I've been contemplating what lives in Jeanie's purse besides the obvious wallet and keys.  A book? Mints? Gum? Tissues? Hand wipes? Snacks for the kids?  All of the above.

And the thank you notes - part obligation, part expression of gratitude.  I asked Michelle if I could pick out the notes Jean uses, and so I took myself shopping. I found the perfect notes: elegant but not frivolous, sold in bulk quantities because goodness knows Jean has a lot of notes to write and not a lot to spend.  And while I was in the stationery aisle, I started looking at sympathy cards.  Of course Jean received tons of them, from her mother's admirers, from all the people in Nebraska's fourth largest town that knew and loved her.  Some of them were lovely - heartfelt and simple, offers of support, expressions of love and concern. And some of them were Just. So. Awful. Saccharine, flowery, simpering eulogies overflowing with gushing praise and bad poetry.  And just like that, in the middle of Target, I had a new understanding of what the past few days had been like for Jeanie.  She must have opened and read dozens, maybe hundreds of these cards.  Some would have made her cry with their sincerity, some would have made her gag with their syrupy sweetness.  But all of them would be from people she knew, people reaching for the right words to convey their own feelings of sadness, people trying to connect in the face of unexpected loss.

I know most audience members won't notice or think about the cards.  But now you will.  Won't you?]]></content:encoded>
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		<title>The Search for Shape</title>
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		<pubDate>Sat, 04 Jun 2011 17:19:26 +0000</pubDate>
		<dc:creator>Michelle</dc:creator>
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		<description><![CDATA[Michelle Lilly is part of the production ensemble of New Leaf Theatre and is the Scenic Designer for Lighthousekeeping. One of my favorite parts of any design process is the shape search. This typically takes place once the basic storytelling concepts are down, but we’re still looking for the specifics of what the world of [...]]]></description>
			<content:encoded><![CDATA[<a href="http://www.newleaftheatre.org/about.php"><img src="http://www.newleaftheatre.org/blog/wp-content/uploads/2011/05/michelle-229x300.jpg" alt="" title="michelle" width="229" height="300" class="alignleft size-medium wp-image-640" /></a><strong>Michelle Lilly is part of the production ensemble of <a href="http://newleaftheatre.org">New Leaf Theatre</a> and is the Scenic Designer for <a href="http://dcatheater.org/lighthousekeeping">Lighthousekeeping</a>.</strong>

One of my favorite parts of any design process is the shape search.  This typically takes place once the basic storytelling concepts are down, but we’re still looking for the specifics of what the world of the play looks, sounds, and feels like. 
 
The first thing I’m usually thinking about is the basic presence of the set in relation to the story we’re telling and how we’re telling it.  Is it looming?  Is it sensual?  Is it quiet and unassuming?  Audacious?  Commanding?  What role does the environment play in getting this story across to the audience?  How do the characters interact with it?  How do they feel about it?  When asking these questions, I find myself searching for its shape in everything; obviously in my research, but also while I’m commuting, while I’m at work, while I’m watching a movie, or walking around Home Depot.  When I’m in this stage, I look at everything to see its shape and line first.  I stare at the way the sun hits the bricks on a building on Grand Avenue.  I look at bikes, trains, a pile of trash, trees, mailboxes, searching for the shadowy shape I’m looking for.  Sometimes I don’t know what it is, but I know I’ll know it when I see it. 
 
<a href="http://www.newleaftheatre.org/blog/wp-content/uploads/2011/05/DSC_0022_med.jpg"><img src="http://www.newleaftheatre.org/blog/wp-content/uploads/2011/05/DSC_0022_med-300x200.jpg" alt="" title="DSC_0022_med" width="300" height="200" class="alignright size-medium wp-image-641" /></a>Every design is like a puzzle.  It’s often like a <a href="http://www.nickbantock.com/">Nick Bantock</a> puzzle, which takes days and maybe weeks to crack, but the answer is there if you stay with it long enough.  I have to push and work at it, and eventually I get so frustrated that I almost give up, and then my mind relaxes, and a large part of the solution suddenly surfaces.  A lot of times I’ve found the answer, or the key to the series of rooms that leads to the answer, in completely unexpected places. 
 
I recently visited the architecture exhibit at the Museum of Modern Art in New York, and as architecture is tough to present in a gallery, what they presented instead was process pieces.  This was completely awesome.  Crayon sketches by Mies van der Rohe, huge scale models of commercial buildings, sketches of suggestions for the new World Trade Center Memorial building, scribbles and hand-scrawled notes.   There was a model of the <a href="http://www.mercedes-benz-classic.com/content/classic/mpc/mpc_classic_website/en/mpc_home/mbc/home/museum/overview_museum.html" target="_blank">Mercedes-Benz museum in Stuttgart, Germany</a>, and there were process sketches in which the architect is clearly trying to find the unique shape that the museum eventually takes.  There are sketches, paper cutouts, and finally a white dinner plate drawn on with a black marker.  The dinner plate captures the curves the architect was looking for. <em> And they hung it on a museum wall.</em>
 
Lighthousekeeping has been an especially challenging shape search. What is the shape of loss?  What is the shape of fear?  What is the physical appearance of being completely and suddenly unmoored?  What is the shape of love?  Which of these shapes do I show, and which do I let the audience find on their own?

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		<title>The Secrets of a Literary Text</title>
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		<pubDate>Thu, 02 Jun 2011 16:55:34 +0000</pubDate>
		<dc:creator>Georgette Kelly</dc:creator>
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		<category><![CDATA[D. Soyini Madison]]></category>
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		<description><![CDATA[When I first read Jeanette Winterson’s <a href="http://www.jeanettewinterson.com/pages/content/index.asp?PageID=20" target="_blank"><em>Lighthousekeeping</em></a>, I knew I would read it again.  And again.  And again.  

I read the book in waves and cycles.  I reached for it with each major change in my life.  I returned to the lighthouse when I needed to cope with isolation, loss, grief, and distance.]]></description>
			<content:encoded><![CDATA[<img src="http://www.newleaftheatre.org/blog/wp-content/uploads/2011/05/Screen-shot-2011-05-30-at-1.12.23-PM-229x300.png" alt="" title="Screen shot 2011-05-30 at 1.12.23 PM" width="200"  class="alignleft size-medium wp-image-651" /><strong>Georgette Kelly is the playwright of Lighthousekeeping, a work she adapted from the novel by Jeanette Winterson.</strong>

When I first read Jeanette Winterson’s <a href="http://www.jeanettewinterson.com/pages/content/index.asp?PageID=20" target="_blank"><em>Lighthousekeeping</em></a>, I knew I would read it again.  And again.  And again.  

I read the book in waves and cycles.  I reached for it with each major change in my life.  I returned to the lighthouse when I needed to cope with isolation, loss, grief, and distance.

<div style="clear:both;"></div>

<a href="http://www.newleaftheatre.org/blog/wp-content/uploads/2011/05/DSC_0030_med.jpg"><img src="http://www.newleaftheatre.org/blog/wp-content/uploads/2011/05/DSC_0030_med-300x200.jpg" alt="" title="Be happy." width="300" height="200" class="alignright size-medium wp-image-653" /></a>As I read and re-read, the book’s characters began to inhabit my mind and unfurl their secrets.   The more I read, the more I wanted to know them intimately, first-hand, through a live experience.  I wanted to meet them.  In other words, I wanted my literary experience to be enriched by performance.

Performance Studies scholar <a href="http://books.google.com/books?id=EtG3WQyeWW8C&pg=PA143&lpg=PA143&dq=d+soyini+madison+remembering+oral+history+my+desire+is+for+the+poor&source=bl&ots=xRtLnssXzV&sig=qKIZpgRqpF8KfHR27pJZspR2le4&hl=en&ei=0d7jTZD4NMG2tgfxwtzeCQ&sa=X&oi=book_result&ct=result&resnum=2&ved=0CB8Q6AEwAQ#v=onepage&q=d%20soyini%20madison%20remembering%20oral%20history%20my%20desire%20is%20for%20the%20poor&f=false" target="_blank">D. Soyini Madison has written</a> that “Performance opens the secrets of a literary text…[and] this is a political enterprise.  It involves unearthing the subtext in literature and the unearthing of subtext in experience.  But the archeology of unearthing is never neat.”   

Through writing plays based in literature, I strive to unearth the secrets that Madison describes.   It is not that I want my plays to be messy.  Indeed, I want them to be well structured, with very precise language.  But I do want them to question core assumptions, to dig up the (sub)text that has been buried by everyday life.  I want to tell stories that are open-ended, cross the boundaries of the fourth wall, and insist upon an active, questioning audience.  

<a href="http://www.newleaftheatre.org/blog/wp-content/uploads/2011/05/DSC_0016_med.jpg"><img src="http://www.newleaftheatre.org/blog/wp-content/uploads/2011/05/DSC_0016_med-300x200.jpg" alt="" title="DSC_0016_med" width="300" height="200" class="alignleft size-medium wp-image-652" /></a>This is never neat.  It is unsettling and demanding, and these very qualities draw me to performance.  Theatre requires that I abandon my individual reality and join with others in a shared truth: the world of the play.  As audiences and artists, we must agree to a precarious collective, lasting only a few hours, where our assumptions about life can be shaken.  In the best theatrical experiences, both audiences and artists leave with questions—about how we interact with others, how we shape our realities, and how we tell our own stories.  These questions change us.

When I fall in love with a literary text, as I have fallen in love with <a href="http://dcatheater.org/lighthousekeeping">Lighthousekeeping</a>, I use performance as a tool to study it.  The process changes me too; theatrical adaptation is my lens to clarify the text, therefore I become a playwright.  Once the text is embodied, it reveals more about itself and, subsequently, I learn more about myself.  This learning process has had a profound impact on the way I see the world.  It is my goal that my audiences also gain insight into the literary texts I explore, and into the subtext of their own experiences.

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		<title>Rehearsing inside the Fossil Cave</title>
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		<pubDate>Tue, 31 May 2011 16:34:03 +0000</pubDate>
		<dc:creator>Jessica</dc:creator>
				<category><![CDATA[rehearsal]]></category>
		<category><![CDATA[Fine Arts Building]]></category>
		<category><![CDATA[Jessica Hutchinson]]></category>
		<category><![CDATA[Lighthousekeeping]]></category>

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		<description><![CDATA[The Fine Arts Building on South Michigan Avenue was established as an artists’ haven in 1885.  The building is ten stories tall, one of two buildings in Chicago that still employs elevator operators, and alive with the echoes of vocal and instrumental artists, working away in their separate studios.  

Working in one of those studios during the Lighthousekeeping rehearsal has been a gift.  Downtown, its location has prepared us for the neighborhood in which we’ll be performing, and the size and feel of the building itself has a lot to say to the scope of the story we’re telling.  This physical space has certainly informed our work.  ]]></description>
			<content:encoded><![CDATA[<a href="http://www.newleaftheatre.org/about.php"><img class="alignleft size-medium wp-image-634" title="jess" src="http://www.newleaftheatre.org/blog/wp-content/uploads/2011/05/jess-199x300.jpg" alt="" width="199" height="300" /></a><strong>Jessica Hutchinson is the Artistic Director of New Leaf Theatre and the director of <em><a href="http://dcatheater.org/lighthousekeeping">Lighthousekeeping</a></em>.</strong>

The <a href="http://www.fineartsbuilding.tv/">Fine Arts Building on South Michigan Avenue</a> was established as an artists’ haven in 1885, and housed - among other artistic institutions - the <a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Little_Theatre_Movement">Little Theater of Chicago</a>, by some measures the city's first storefront theatre.  The building is ten stories tall, one of two buildings in Chicago that still employs elevator operators, and alive with the echoes of vocal and instrumental artists, working away in their separate studios.

<img class="alignright size-medium wp-image-645" title="The Fine Arts Building" src="http://www.newleaftheatre.org/blog/wp-content/uploads/2011/06/DSC_0003_med-200x300.jpg" alt="" width="150" />Working in one of those studios - Malcolm Ruhl's new rehearsal space at <a href="http://www.finalscoremusic.com/">Final Score Music</a> - during the Lighthousekeeping rehearsal has been a gift.  Downtown, its location has prepared us for the neighborhood in which we’ll be performing, and the size and feel of the building itself has a lot to say to the scope of the story we’re telling.  This physical space has certainly informed our work.

Part of what we’ve always valued about the New Leaf rehearsal process in the LPCC is rehearsing and performing in the same place, a luxury that allows us to bake the show and its life into the walls.  During this process, I think the reverse has happened; the walls, steeped as they are in a creative history, have baked themselves into us.

<a href="http://www.newleaftheatre.org/blog/wp-content/uploads/2011/05/fossil-cave-1.jpg"><img class="alignright size-medium wp-image-633" title="fossil cave 1" src="http://www.newleaftheatre.org/blog/wp-content/uploads/2011/05/fossil-cave-1-300x225.jpg" alt="" width="300" height="225" /></a>In <em>Lighthousekeeping</em>, a cave is discovered in the mid-1800’s that is lined and framed with fossils.  So to, the stories we tell, the records we make of our own lives are framed as our personal fossil records, “cumulative deposits,” the individual images frozen in time that make up our lives.

On Saturday, we took the day to really inhabit our Fine Arts Building home, and see what it had to teach us about waking up a space with so much history living in its walls.  Our cast broke into two groups and was given a menu of elements the original 3-act pieces they were to create should contain – things like 15 consecutive seconds of stillness, a moment of everyone looking up, music from an unexpected source.  And the best one – the perfect use of space, any space they could access in the building.  They were given 30 minutes, and titles for the three acts: The World As It Was, The World As It Is, The World As It Could Be.

<a href="http://www.newleaftheatre.org/blog/wp-content/uploads/2011/05/blog-post-3.jpg"><img class="alignleft size-medium wp-image-632" title="blog post 3" src="http://www.newleaftheatre.org/blog/wp-content/uploads/2011/05/blog-post-3-300x223.jpg" alt="" width="300" height="223" /></a>The moments the actors created were stunning, beautiful images, the creation of which opened our ensemble’s eyes and minds to wonder about the other people who inhabited these rooms and walked these halls before us.  These moments are hard to describe in words – they were pictures that blended into other pictures, made up of benches and clocks and dark hallways and arias.  There were staircases and elevators and rewards for each audience's willingness to take risks in spaces that weren't comfortable at first.

Excited as we are to move to the DCA space this week, there is something magical, almost mystical about the Fine Arts Building that I’m reluctant to leave behind.  My hope is that, like our story suggests, nothing can be left or forgotten, that we carry our fossil caves with us, adding to them, making room for more, still holding to what came before, and letting what we learn in one journey transform our experience of the next.]]></content:encoded>
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		<title>Treehouse Reading &#8211; How We Got On</title>
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		<pubDate>Tue, 24 May 2011 04:19:01 +0000</pubDate>
		<dc:creator>Josh Sobel</dc:creator>
				<category><![CDATA[Treehouse]]></category>
		<category><![CDATA[How We Got On]]></category>
		<category><![CDATA[Idris Goodwin]]></category>

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		<description><![CDATA[The final play in our Spring 2011 Treehouse Reading Series is How We Got On by Idris Goodwin. Click on the player below to hear the entire recording, or subscribe to our podcast on iTunes. Synopsis A classic American coming-of-age tale with a unique hip-hop treatment: domestic suburban life remixed. The Selector, our DJ/Narrator, samples [...]]]></description>
			<content:encoded><![CDATA[The final play in our Spring 2011 Treehouse Reading Series is <strong>How We Got On</strong> by Idris Goodwin.  Click on the player below to hear the entire recording, or <a href="http://itunes.apple.com/us/podcast/new-leaf-theatre-podcast/id251141038">subscribe to our podcast on iTunes</a>.

<h3>Synopsis</h3>
A classic American coming-of-age tale with a unique hip-hop treatment: domestic suburban life remixed. The Selector, our DJ/Narrator, samples and loops us through the lives of three Midwestern teen rappers who have yet to discover the power of harmony over discord. 

<a href="http://idrisgoodwin.blogspot.com/"><img src="http://www.newleaftheatre.org/blog/wp-content/uploads/2011/05/idris-150x150.jpg" alt="" title="idris" width="150" height="150" class="alignleft size-thumbnail wp-image-625" /><strong>About Idris Goodwin</strong></a>
Idris Goodwin is an award-winning playwright, poet and performer who uses hip hop arts to create original genre defying performances. From Chicago's Steppenwolf Theater to Minneapolis' Pilsbury House Theater to Albuquerque's Kimo Theater, Goodwin's innovative work is showcased across the nation. In 2005, the NNPN New Plays Showcase at Stanford featured his play Braising; since then, The National Endowment for the Arts, The Ford Foundation, The Hip Hop Theater Festival and The Illinois Arts Council have supported his writing. He has performed on HBO, The Discovery Channel and garnered praise from The New York Times and National Public Radio. These Are The Breaks, his debut collection of hip hop prose will be widely released in March. Currently, Goodwin is a member of the Playwrights Workshop at the University of Iowa.]]></content:encoded>
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			<itunes:keywords>How We Got On,Idris Goodwin</itunes:keywords>
		<itunes:subtitle>The final play in our Spring 2011 Treehouse Reading Series is How We Got On by Idris Goodwin.  Click on the player below to hear the entire recording, or subscribe to our podcast on iTunes. - Synopsis A classic American coming-of-age tale with a uniq...</itunes:subtitle>
		<itunes:summary>The final play in our Spring 2011 Treehouse Reading Series is How We Got On by Idris Goodwin.  Click on the player below to hear the entire recording, or subscribe to our podcast on iTunes.

Synopsis
A classic American coming-of-age tale with a unique hip-hop treatment: domestic suburban life remixed. The Selector, our DJ/Narrator, samples and loops us through the lives of three Midwestern teen rappers who have yet to discover the power of harmony over discord. 

About Idris Goodwin
Idris Goodwin is an award-winning playwright, poet and performer who uses hip hop arts to create original genre defying performances. From Chicago&#039;s Steppenwolf Theater to Minneapolis&#039; Pilsbury House Theater to Albuquerque&#039;s Kimo Theater, Goodwin&#039;s innovative work is showcased across the nation. In 2005, the NNPN New Plays Showcase at Stanford featured his play Braising; since then, The National Endowment for the Arts, The Ford Foundation, The Hip Hop Theater Festival and The Illinois Arts Council have supported his writing. He has performed on HBO, The Discovery Channel and garnered praise from The New York Times and National Public Radio. These Are The Breaks, his debut collection of hip hop prose will be widely released in March. Currently, Goodwin is a member of the Playwrights Workshop at the University of Iowa.</itunes:summary>
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		<title>Treehouse Reading &#8211; Dandelion Momma</title>
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		<pubDate>Tue, 26 Apr 2011 04:13:55 +0000</pubDate>
		<dc:creator>Josh Sobel</dc:creator>
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		<category><![CDATA[Dandelion Momma]]></category>
		<category><![CDATA[Greg Romero]]></category>

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		<description><![CDATA[Next up in our Spring 2011 Treehouse Reading Series is <strong>Dandelion Momma</strong> by Greg Romero, an enigmatic play that explores memory and family through a fractured remembrance of the Great Depression.]]></description>
			<content:encoded><![CDATA[Next up in our Spring 2011 Treehouse Reading Series is <strong>Dandelion Momma</strong> by Greg Romero.  Click on the player below to hear the entire recording, or <a href="http://itunes.apple.com/us/podcast/new-leaf-theatre-podcast/id251141038">subscribe to our podcast on iTunes</a>.

<h3>Synopsis</h3>
 A 100-year old woman reflects on her life through broken pieces of memory. An eight-year old girl takes care of wayward dandelions and sees the lights inside of people. A farm girl and a writer search for life while planting seeds in the hardened ground of the Great Depression. The ground becomes harder, the girl becomes tired, the air becomes heavier and something new must be born.

<a href="http://gregromero.blogspot.com/"><img src="http://www.newleaftheatre.org/blog/wp-content/uploads/2011/05/Greg-halcyon-150x150.jpg" alt="" title="Greg halcyon" width="150" height="150" class="alignleft size-thumbnail wp-image-615" /></a><strong>About Greg Romero</strong>
Greg Romero is a playwright/theater artist whose plays, site-specific projects and participatory live events have been produced in New York, Philadelphia, Austin, Dallas, Denver, Louisville, Phoenix and New Orleans. Romero's collaborations with electronic music composer Mike Vernusky have been produced live in New York, Philadelphia, Austin, and Phoenix, while also receiving airplay in Toronto, Canada and Zurich, Switzerland. Romero has been a finalist for the Heideman Award, a semi-finalist for the Princess Grace Award, nominated for the F. Otto Haas Award for an Emerging Philadelphia Theater Artist and was selected as the first-ever Resident Writer of the ArtsEdge Residency as well as one of the first three writers selected for the inaugural Philadelphia Dramatists Center/Plays & Players Playwriting Residency. His works are published by Heinemann Press and Playscripts, Inc. Romero received an MFA in Playwriting from The University of Texas-Austin where he held the James A. Michener Fellowship. Romero is currently a Visiting Assistant Professor of Theater at Drexel University and has also taught at the National Theater Institute. ]]></content:encoded>
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		<itunes:subtitle>Next up in our Spring 2011 Treehouse Reading Series is Dandelion Momma by Greg Romero, an enigmatic play that explores memory and family through a fractured remembrance of the Great Depression.</itunes:subtitle>
		<itunes:summary>Next up in our Spring 2011 Treehouse Reading Series is Dandelion Momma by Greg Romero, an enigmatic play that explores memory and family through a fractured remembrance of the Great Depression.</itunes:summary>
		<itunes:author>New Leaf Theatre</itunes:author>
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		<title>Ten</title>
		<link>http://www.newleaftheatre.org/blog/2011/the-search-for-shape/</link>
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		<pubDate>Sat, 04 Jun 2011 17:19:26 +0000</pubDate>
		<dc:creator>Michelle</dc:creator>
				<category><![CDATA[Design]]></category>
		<category><![CDATA[Thoughts on the Process]]></category>
		<category><![CDATA[Lighthousekeeping]]></category>
		<category><![CDATA[Michelle Lilly]]></category>

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		<description><![CDATA[Michelle Lilly is part of the production ensemble of New Leaf Theatre and is the Scenic Designer for Lighthousekeeping. One of my favorite parts of any design process is the shape search. This typically takes place once the basic storytelling concepts are down, but we’re still looking for the specifics of what the world of [...]]]></description>
			<content:encoded><![CDATA[<a href="http://www.newleaftheatre.org/about.php"><img src="http://www.newleaftheatre.org/blog/wp-content/uploads/2011/05/michelle-229x300.jpg" alt="" title="michelle" width="229" height="300" class="alignleft size-medium wp-image-640" /></a><strong>Michelle Lilly is part of the production ensemble of <a href="http://newleaftheatre.org">New Leaf Theatre</a> and is the Scenic Designer for <a href="http://dcatheater.org/lighthousekeeping">Lighthousekeeping</a>.</strong>

One of my favorite parts of any design process is the shape search.  This typically takes place once the basic storytelling concepts are down, but we’re still looking for the specifics of what the world of the play looks, sounds, and feels like. 
 
The first thing I’m usually thinking about is the basic presence of the set in relation to the story we’re telling and how we’re telling it.  Is it looming?  Is it sensual?  Is it quiet and unassuming?  Audacious?  Commanding?  What role does the environment play in getting this story across to the audience?  How do the characters interact with it?  How do they feel about it?  When asking these questions, I find myself searching for its shape in everything; obviously in my research, but also while I’m commuting, while I’m at work, while I’m watching a movie, or walking around Home Depot.  When I’m in this stage, I look at everything to see its shape and line first.  I stare at the way the sun hits the bricks on a building on Grand Avenue.  I look at bikes, trains, a pile of trash, trees, mailboxes, searching for the shadowy shape I’m looking for.  Sometimes I don’t know what it is, but I know I’ll know it when I see it. 
 
<a href="http://www.newleaftheatre.org/blog/wp-content/uploads/2011/05/DSC_0022_med.jpg"><img src="http://www.newleaftheatre.org/blog/wp-content/uploads/2011/05/DSC_0022_med-300x200.jpg" alt="" title="DSC_0022_med" width="300" height="200" class="alignright size-medium wp-image-641" /></a>Every design is like a puzzle.  It’s often like a <a href="http://www.nickbantock.com/">Nick Bantock</a> puzzle, which takes days and maybe weeks to crack, but the answer is there if you stay with it long enough.  I have to push and work at it, and eventually I get so frustrated that I almost give up, and then my mind relaxes, and a large part of the solution suddenly surfaces.  A lot of times I’ve found the answer, or the key to the series of rooms that leads to the answer, in completely unexpected places. 
 
I recently visited the architecture exhibit at the Museum of Modern Art in New York, and as architecture is tough to present in a gallery, what they presented instead was process pieces.  This was completely awesome.  Crayon sketches by Mies van der Rohe, huge scale models of commercial buildings, sketches of suggestions for the new World Trade Center Memorial building, scribbles and hand-scrawled notes.   There was a model of the <a href="http://www.mercedes-benz-classic.com/content/classic/mpc/mpc_classic_website/en/mpc_home/mbc/home/museum/overview_museum.html" target="_blank">Mercedes-Benz museum in Stuttgart, Germany</a>, and there were process sketches in which the architect is clearly trying to find the unique shape that the museum eventually takes.  There are sketches, paper cutouts, and finally a white dinner plate drawn on with a black marker.  The dinner plate captures the curves the architect was looking for. <em> And they hung it on a museum wall.</em>
 
Lighthousekeeping has been an especially challenging shape search. What is the shape of loss?  What is the shape of fear?  What is the physical appearance of being completely and suddenly unmoored?  What is the shape of love?  Which of these shapes do I show, and which do I let the audience find on their own?

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		<title>The moment before&#8230;</title>
		<link>http://www.newleaftheatre.org/blog/2011/the-moment-before/</link>
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		<pubDate>Wed, 05 Oct 2011 17:48:03 +0000</pubDate>
		<dc:creator>Marsha</dc:creator>
				<category><![CDATA[Design]]></category>
		<category><![CDATA[Thoughts on the Process]]></category>

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		<description><![CDATA[It's one of the fundamental things on the actor checklist: the moment before.  What were you doing in the days, hours, minutes, seconds before you walk onstage or before the scene starts. In Burying Miss America, Jean talks about all the work that her mother's funeral requires. The text is full of references to the [...]]]></description>
			<content:encoded><![CDATA[It's one of the fundamental things on the actor checklist: the moment  before.  What were you doing in the days, hours, minutes, seconds  before you walk onstage or before the scene starts.

<a href="../wp-content/uploads/2011/10/300786_10150332789372660_8231532659_7784659_132217773_n.jpg" target="_blank"><img class="alignleft" title="&quot;All the people that brought flowers or food or  anything...&quot;" src="../wp-content/uploads/2011/10/300786_10150332789372660_8231532659_7784659_132217773_n-300x200.jpg" alt="" width="300" height="200" /></a>In <em>Burying Miss  America</em>, Jean  talks about all the work that her mother's funeral requires. The text is  full of references to the arrangements, the food, the thank you notes. I  did my homework, and I had a pretty good idea of Jean's day before the  play starts. Get up, pack snacks and hand wipes and crayons, and  probably tissues, get myself  dressed, maybe curl my hair, get the kids  up and dressed and fed but make sure they don't get food on their nice  clothes and pile them into the car but make sure the sitter is on call  to take them home when they get tired and thaw one of the  casseroles for them for dinner and of course, start the list of thank  you notes that will take up most of tomorrow and the next day. In short,  I thought I was ready.

And then came tech.

I like to  think of theatre as the epitome of a collaborative art -- the acting,  writing, direction, design, all working together to tell a story.  We  invite the design team to rehearsals so they can see where the show is  going and make sure the design world and the acting world all occupy the  same place on the planet.  I will admit my own actorly bias here and  say that I usually think of this as the design being informed by the  rehearsal.  But not anymore.

On the Tuesday of tech week, Jess  talks me through the opening moments of the show.  I stand wrapped in  Rachel's pitch-perfect costume,  In the blackout, I walk to Michelle's  dazzling white casket, surrounded by glorious and vibrant flowers.   Nick's music evokes open plains and empty rooms in my head.  And then  Jared's lights stream through the windows and it hits me hard -- like a  ton of bricks, like a punch in the gut: THIS is the moment before.  Yes,  Jeanie had a busy day, full of all those tasks, but underneath it all  this is the current that's been running since she got the news.  This  loud silence, this overflowing emptiness.

When we say New Leaf  is a Producing Ensemble, this is what we mean.  We're telling the story  to and with each other in rehearsal so we can tell it to and with you in  performance.

And I'll tell you one more thing: I will hold on  to this particular moment before long after we close.]]></content:encoded>
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		<title>This or That</title>
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		<pubDate>Thu, 29 Sep 2011 13:47:58 +0000</pubDate>
		<dc:creator>Brian Golden</dc:creator>
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		<category><![CDATA[Burying Miss America]]></category>
		<category><![CDATA[Theatre Seven]]></category>

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		<description><![CDATA[I found myself in the old neighborhood last night. I was walking home from some meeting or rehearsal, fighting the desire to give up and catch the bus, when I realized I was no more than a couple blocks from my first Chicago apartment. About the time I had this thought, my day’s consumption of [...]]]></description>
			<content:encoded><![CDATA[<img src="http://www.newleaftheatre.org/blog/wp-content/uploads/2011/09/T7_20101-730x365-300x150.jpg" alt="" title="T7_20101-730x365" width="300" height="150" class="alignright size-medium wp-image-696" />I found myself in the old neighborhood last night.

I was walking home from some meeting or rehearsal, fighting the desire to give up and catch the bus, when I realized I was no more than a couple blocks from my first Chicago apartment. About the time I had this thought, my day’s consumption of coffee caught up with me, and using the bathroom as soon as possible became urgently necessary. Without thinking, I wandered in to the familiar coffee shop where, for a dark year or two, I probably spent more time than in any other place in the city – answering emails, playing online poker, starting a theatre company, writing (not really, although I pretended) and uncorking the incredible time-wasting powers of the internet.

I used the bathroom (new automatic soap dispenser – good for them) and after that, after ordering a coffee and pleasing myself by correctly answering the “ten cent discount” trivia question written daily on the blackboard menu, I stood in the middle of the place, looking at the new, artful wall design and gazing at the armada of two-top and four-top tile tables. As I began to remember that I’d sat <em>there</em> to conduct interviews for a certain position on my staff, and <em>over there</em> when I had lunch many years ago with so and so, a question began to nag me – was the feeling I was experiencing good or bad?

We live in an evaluative culture. Our most loved forms of entertainment no longer involve tragedy or comedy, but judgment. On television, a panel of experts/“the rest of the house”/a super-sexy bachelor hands out scores so that one singer/housemate/super-sexy bachelorette goes home, and another returns next week. In sports, our love for the mythology of achievement (he hit the ball a mile!) has, in the last decade, been, if not replaced, <em>consumed</em> by an obsession for the cold statistics and managerial power of controlling our own fantasy teams (he’s averaging 18.4 touches per game!). On the internet, countless websites have risen to fame by offering no more than the opportunity to judge – this girl or that girl, thumbs up or thumbs down, “rate your experience”, this or that.

Some feelings, though, aren’t good or bad. They just are. My play, <em>Burying Miss America</em>, which the astounding New Leaf Theatre opens tonight, is, in a way, about the ambiguity of those kind of emotions. For me, coming home – whether to the house and town in southeast Iowa where I lived the first eighteen years of my life, or to a coffee shop that still carries the ghosts of a previous version of myself – is one of those feelings. Coming home is too good, too incandescent, too joyous and sentimental and hopeful and safe to be bad. And it is, at the same, too anxiety-filled, too claustrophobic, too alien, too distant, too no-longer-me to be good. It is both. It is neither. It just is.

<strong>Brian Golden is the playwright behind <em>Burying Miss America</em> and is artistic director of <a href="http://theatreseven.org">Theatre Seven of Chicago</a>.</strong>]]></content:encoded>
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		<title>The Treehouse Bears Fruit</title>
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		<pubDate>Tue, 27 Sep 2011 17:40:48 +0000</pubDate>
		<dc:creator>Josh Sobel</dc:creator>
				<category><![CDATA[Treehouse]]></category>

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		<description><![CDATA[It gives me enormous pleasure to see BURYING MISS AMERICA opening this week as the first production of our 2011-2012 Season. Not only is this a beautiful new play by an exciting Chicago artist and wonderful friend of New Leaf, but it is also the culmination of our first revamped Treehouse play development process. This [...]]]></description>
			<content:encoded><![CDATA[<a href="http://www.newleaftheatre.org/current.php"><img src="http://www.newleaftheatre.org/blog/wp-content/uploads/2011/09/Burying-Miss-America-219x300.jpg" alt="" title="Burying-Miss-America" width="219" height="300" class="alignright size-medium wp-image-689" /></a>It gives me enormous pleasure to see  BURYING MISS AMERICA opening this week as the first production of our 2011-2012 Season.  Not only is this a beautiful new play by an exciting Chicago artist and wonderful friend of New Leaf, but it is also the culmination of our first revamped Treehouse play development process. This play has journeyed through its initial workshopping to last season’s Treehouse Readings Series to now find its home as New Leaf’s World Premiere season opener. Congratulations to all involved!

Our commitment to playwrights and the development of the next wave of new theatrical work comes to fruition with BURYING MISS AMERICA, but this is only the beginning of something incredibly special. And it continues on with this season’s slate of six new plays, selected to be part of the 2011-2012 Treehouse Readings Series.

This round of Treehouse began with a call for scripts addressing our chosen thematic element: “CRITICAL MASS.” We encouraged writers to explore all of the possibilities and meanings that this phrase held, and we are proud to announce six rousing plays that rose to the challenge, from playwrights inside and outside of Chicago. Here’s what we have coming up this Fall:

We kick off in September with a darkly comic look at the line between faith and fanaticism with <strong>D.W. Gregory’s biting play SALVATION ROAD</strong>, directed by Sideshow Theatre Company’s Megan Smith. We are thrilled to welcome Ms. Gregory, a much admired and well-travelled playwright based in Washington D.C., to the Treehouse roster as we delve into her troubling yet humorous journey that begs the question: How do you rescue someone who doesn’t want to be saved?

Come October we welcome two new voices to the New Leaf playground: Jessica Hinds and Krista D’Agostino! <strong>Ms. Hinds’ soulful play, WHAT DIES INSIDE US WHILE WE LIVE</strong>, introduces us to a world run dry, a bleak future Earth presented in a fashion that I am thrilled to say that I have never quite experienced before! Director Krista D’Agostino, a recent Chicago transplant from the great city of Boston, helps explore the choice of whether to face adulthood head-on, or to run away as fast as possible.

November welcomes back a great friend of New Leaf, <strong>Emily Dendinger, with her play UNTRAINED IN GEOMETRY</strong>, helmed by our very own Artistic Director Jessica Hutchinson. We were all both thrilled for Emily and sad to see her go, as she recently began her MFA in Playwriting at University of Iowa Playwrights Workshop, but Chicago gets her back as we feature her wildly entertaining screwball romantic comedy about fate, farce and fidelity.

With that we wrap up our Fall Treehouse Readings, and begin to prepare for our Spring readings, which include A PERFECT SHADE OF SKYLINE GREY by Mark Mason, RADIO GHOSTS by Greg Romero (last season’s reading DANDELION MOMMA), and STILL LIFE OF A MOVING PICTURE by David Strattan White. (Keep your eyes peeled for more info on each of these fabulous new works!)

But that’s not all! We are days away from announcing the thematic element for our next call for scripts, to be considered for the 2012-2013 Treehouse Readings Series, so stay tuned - same Leaf time, same Leaf place, same Leaf channel. ]]></content:encoded>
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		<title>In the details&#8230;</title>
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		<pubDate>Wed, 21 Sep 2011 20:45:37 +0000</pubDate>
		<dc:creator>Marsha</dc:creator>
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		<category><![CDATA[Thoughts on the Process]]></category>

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		<description><![CDATA["While I was waiting for you before, I made this list. All the people that brought food. Or flowers. Or anything. The ordinary, average, worshiped her from all the pageants people. They get a note." I've gotten to know this person called Jean Russell pretty well over the last few weeks, diving into the words [...]]]></description>
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<em>"While I was waiting for you before, I made this list. All the  people that brought food. Or flowers. Or anything. The ordinary,  average, worshiped her from all the pageants people. They get a note."
</em>

I've gotten to know this person called Jean Russell pretty well over the last few weeks, diving into the words she says, delving in to her life story.  What began as painting in broad strokes has evolved into more detailed brushwork, and as we get ready to welcome our first preview audiences on Thursday, I find my mind occupied with the minutia of Jean's day-to-day world.

Rachel brought in the perfect bag for Jean -- big enough to be a "mom" purse, but small enough to be appropriate for a special occasion -- and I've been contemplating what lives in Jeanie's purse besides the obvious wallet and keys.  A book? Mints? Gum? Tissues? Hand wipes? Snacks for the kids?  All of the above.

And the thank you notes - part obligation, part expression of gratitude.  I asked Michelle if I could pick out the notes Jean uses, and so I took myself shopping. I found the perfect notes: elegant but not frivolous, sold in bulk quantities because goodness knows Jean has a lot of notes to write and not a lot to spend.  And while I was in the stationery aisle, I started looking at sympathy cards.  Of course Jean received tons of them, from her mother's admirers, from all the people in Nebraska's fourth largest town that knew and loved her.  Some of them were lovely - heartfelt and simple, offers of support, expressions of love and concern. And some of them were Just. So. Awful. Saccharine, flowery, simpering eulogies overflowing with gushing praise and bad poetry.  And just like that, in the middle of Target, I had a new understanding of what the past few days had been like for Jeanie.  She must have opened and read dozens, maybe hundreds of these cards.  Some would have made her cry with their sincerity, some would have made her gag with their syrupy sweetness.  But all of them would be from people she knew, people reaching for the right words to convey their own feelings of sadness, people trying to connect in the face of unexpected loss.

I know most audience members won't notice or think about the cards.  But now you will.  Won't you?]]></content:encoded>
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		<title>The Search for Shape</title>
		<link>http://www.newleaftheatre.org/blog/2011/the-search-for-shape/</link>
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		<pubDate>Sat, 04 Jun 2011 17:19:26 +0000</pubDate>
		<dc:creator>Michelle</dc:creator>
				<category><![CDATA[Design]]></category>
		<category><![CDATA[Thoughts on the Process]]></category>
		<category><![CDATA[Lighthousekeeping]]></category>
		<category><![CDATA[Michelle Lilly]]></category>

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		<description><![CDATA[Michelle Lilly is part of the production ensemble of New Leaf Theatre and is the Scenic Designer for Lighthousekeeping. One of my favorite parts of any design process is the shape search. This typically takes place once the basic storytelling concepts are down, but we’re still looking for the specifics of what the world of [...]]]></description>
			<content:encoded><![CDATA[<a href="http://www.newleaftheatre.org/about.php"><img src="http://www.newleaftheatre.org/blog/wp-content/uploads/2011/05/michelle-229x300.jpg" alt="" title="michelle" width="229" height="300" class="alignleft size-medium wp-image-640" /></a><strong>Michelle Lilly is part of the production ensemble of <a href="http://newleaftheatre.org">New Leaf Theatre</a> and is the Scenic Designer for <a href="http://dcatheater.org/lighthousekeeping">Lighthousekeeping</a>.</strong>

One of my favorite parts of any design process is the shape search.  This typically takes place once the basic storytelling concepts are down, but we’re still looking for the specifics of what the world of the play looks, sounds, and feels like. 
 
The first thing I’m usually thinking about is the basic presence of the set in relation to the story we’re telling and how we’re telling it.  Is it looming?  Is it sensual?  Is it quiet and unassuming?  Audacious?  Commanding?  What role does the environment play in getting this story across to the audience?  How do the characters interact with it?  How do they feel about it?  When asking these questions, I find myself searching for its shape in everything; obviously in my research, but also while I’m commuting, while I’m at work, while I’m watching a movie, or walking around Home Depot.  When I’m in this stage, I look at everything to see its shape and line first.  I stare at the way the sun hits the bricks on a building on Grand Avenue.  I look at bikes, trains, a pile of trash, trees, mailboxes, searching for the shadowy shape I’m looking for.  Sometimes I don’t know what it is, but I know I’ll know it when I see it. 
 
<a href="http://www.newleaftheatre.org/blog/wp-content/uploads/2011/05/DSC_0022_med.jpg"><img src="http://www.newleaftheatre.org/blog/wp-content/uploads/2011/05/DSC_0022_med-300x200.jpg" alt="" title="DSC_0022_med" width="300" height="200" class="alignright size-medium wp-image-641" /></a>Every design is like a puzzle.  It’s often like a <a href="http://www.nickbantock.com/">Nick Bantock</a> puzzle, which takes days and maybe weeks to crack, but the answer is there if you stay with it long enough.  I have to push and work at it, and eventually I get so frustrated that I almost give up, and then my mind relaxes, and a large part of the solution suddenly surfaces.  A lot of times I’ve found the answer, or the key to the series of rooms that leads to the answer, in completely unexpected places. 
 
I recently visited the architecture exhibit at the Museum of Modern Art in New York, and as architecture is tough to present in a gallery, what they presented instead was process pieces.  This was completely awesome.  Crayon sketches by Mies van der Rohe, huge scale models of commercial buildings, sketches of suggestions for the new World Trade Center Memorial building, scribbles and hand-scrawled notes.   There was a model of the <a href="http://www.mercedes-benz-classic.com/content/classic/mpc/mpc_classic_website/en/mpc_home/mbc/home/museum/overview_museum.html" target="_blank">Mercedes-Benz museum in Stuttgart, Germany</a>, and there were process sketches in which the architect is clearly trying to find the unique shape that the museum eventually takes.  There are sketches, paper cutouts, and finally a white dinner plate drawn on with a black marker.  The dinner plate captures the curves the architect was looking for. <em> And they hung it on a museum wall.</em>
 
Lighthousekeeping has been an especially challenging shape search. What is the shape of loss?  What is the shape of fear?  What is the physical appearance of being completely and suddenly unmoored?  What is the shape of love?  Which of these shapes do I show, and which do I let the audience find on their own?

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		<title>The Secrets of a Literary Text</title>
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		<pubDate>Thu, 02 Jun 2011 16:55:34 +0000</pubDate>
		<dc:creator>Georgette Kelly</dc:creator>
				<category><![CDATA[Thoughts on the Process]]></category>
		<category><![CDATA[D. Soyini Madison]]></category>
		<category><![CDATA[Georgette Kelly]]></category>
		<category><![CDATA[Jeanette Winterson]]></category>
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		<description><![CDATA[When I first read Jeanette Winterson’s <a href="http://www.jeanettewinterson.com/pages/content/index.asp?PageID=20" target="_blank"><em>Lighthousekeeping</em></a>, I knew I would read it again.  And again.  And again.  

I read the book in waves and cycles.  I reached for it with each major change in my life.  I returned to the lighthouse when I needed to cope with isolation, loss, grief, and distance.]]></description>
			<content:encoded><![CDATA[<img src="http://www.newleaftheatre.org/blog/wp-content/uploads/2011/05/Screen-shot-2011-05-30-at-1.12.23-PM-229x300.png" alt="" title="Screen shot 2011-05-30 at 1.12.23 PM" width="200"  class="alignleft size-medium wp-image-651" /><strong>Georgette Kelly is the playwright of Lighthousekeeping, a work she adapted from the novel by Jeanette Winterson.</strong>

When I first read Jeanette Winterson’s <a href="http://www.jeanettewinterson.com/pages/content/index.asp?PageID=20" target="_blank"><em>Lighthousekeeping</em></a>, I knew I would read it again.  And again.  And again.  

I read the book in waves and cycles.  I reached for it with each major change in my life.  I returned to the lighthouse when I needed to cope with isolation, loss, grief, and distance.

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<a href="http://www.newleaftheatre.org/blog/wp-content/uploads/2011/05/DSC_0030_med.jpg"><img src="http://www.newleaftheatre.org/blog/wp-content/uploads/2011/05/DSC_0030_med-300x200.jpg" alt="" title="Be happy." width="300" height="200" class="alignright size-medium wp-image-653" /></a>As I read and re-read, the book’s characters began to inhabit my mind and unfurl their secrets.   The more I read, the more I wanted to know them intimately, first-hand, through a live experience.  I wanted to meet them.  In other words, I wanted my literary experience to be enriched by performance.

Performance Studies scholar <a href="http://books.google.com/books?id=EtG3WQyeWW8C&pg=PA143&lpg=PA143&dq=d+soyini+madison+remembering+oral+history+my+desire+is+for+the+poor&source=bl&ots=xRtLnssXzV&sig=qKIZpgRqpF8KfHR27pJZspR2le4&hl=en&ei=0d7jTZD4NMG2tgfxwtzeCQ&sa=X&oi=book_result&ct=result&resnum=2&ved=0CB8Q6AEwAQ#v=onepage&q=d%20soyini%20madison%20remembering%20oral%20history%20my%20desire%20is%20for%20the%20poor&f=false" target="_blank">D. Soyini Madison has written</a> that “Performance opens the secrets of a literary text…[and] this is a political enterprise.  It involves unearthing the subtext in literature and the unearthing of subtext in experience.  But the archeology of unearthing is never neat.”   

Through writing plays based in literature, I strive to unearth the secrets that Madison describes.   It is not that I want my plays to be messy.  Indeed, I want them to be well structured, with very precise language.  But I do want them to question core assumptions, to dig up the (sub)text that has been buried by everyday life.  I want to tell stories that are open-ended, cross the boundaries of the fourth wall, and insist upon an active, questioning audience.  

<a href="http://www.newleaftheatre.org/blog/wp-content/uploads/2011/05/DSC_0016_med.jpg"><img src="http://www.newleaftheatre.org/blog/wp-content/uploads/2011/05/DSC_0016_med-300x200.jpg" alt="" title="DSC_0016_med" width="300" height="200" class="alignleft size-medium wp-image-652" /></a>This is never neat.  It is unsettling and demanding, and these very qualities draw me to performance.  Theatre requires that I abandon my individual reality and join with others in a shared truth: the world of the play.  As audiences and artists, we must agree to a precarious collective, lasting only a few hours, where our assumptions about life can be shaken.  In the best theatrical experiences, both audiences and artists leave with questions—about how we interact with others, how we shape our realities, and how we tell our own stories.  These questions change us.

When I fall in love with a literary text, as I have fallen in love with <a href="http://dcatheater.org/lighthousekeeping">Lighthousekeeping</a>, I use performance as a tool to study it.  The process changes me too; theatrical adaptation is my lens to clarify the text, therefore I become a playwright.  Once the text is embodied, it reveals more about itself and, subsequently, I learn more about myself.  This learning process has had a profound impact on the way I see the world.  It is my goal that my audiences also gain insight into the literary texts I explore, and into the subtext of their own experiences.

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		<title>Rehearsing inside the Fossil Cave</title>
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		<pubDate>Tue, 31 May 2011 16:34:03 +0000</pubDate>
		<dc:creator>Jessica</dc:creator>
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		<category><![CDATA[Fine Arts Building]]></category>
		<category><![CDATA[Jessica Hutchinson]]></category>
		<category><![CDATA[Lighthousekeeping]]></category>

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		<description><![CDATA[The Fine Arts Building on South Michigan Avenue was established as an artists’ haven in 1885.  The building is ten stories tall, one of two buildings in Chicago that still employs elevator operators, and alive with the echoes of vocal and instrumental artists, working away in their separate studios.  

Working in one of those studios during the Lighthousekeeping rehearsal has been a gift.  Downtown, its location has prepared us for the neighborhood in which we’ll be performing, and the size and feel of the building itself has a lot to say to the scope of the story we’re telling.  This physical space has certainly informed our work.  ]]></description>
			<content:encoded><![CDATA[<a href="http://www.newleaftheatre.org/about.php"><img class="alignleft size-medium wp-image-634" title="jess" src="http://www.newleaftheatre.org/blog/wp-content/uploads/2011/05/jess-199x300.jpg" alt="" width="199" height="300" /></a><strong>Jessica Hutchinson is the Artistic Director of New Leaf Theatre and the director of <em><a href="http://dcatheater.org/lighthousekeeping">Lighthousekeeping</a></em>.</strong>

The <a href="http://www.fineartsbuilding.tv/">Fine Arts Building on South Michigan Avenue</a> was established as an artists’ haven in 1885, and housed - among other artistic institutions - the <a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Little_Theatre_Movement">Little Theater of Chicago</a>, by some measures the city's first storefront theatre.  The building is ten stories tall, one of two buildings in Chicago that still employs elevator operators, and alive with the echoes of vocal and instrumental artists, working away in their separate studios.

<img class="alignright size-medium wp-image-645" title="The Fine Arts Building" src="http://www.newleaftheatre.org/blog/wp-content/uploads/2011/06/DSC_0003_med-200x300.jpg" alt="" width="150" />Working in one of those studios - Malcolm Ruhl's new rehearsal space at <a href="http://www.finalscoremusic.com/">Final Score Music</a> - during the Lighthousekeeping rehearsal has been a gift.  Downtown, its location has prepared us for the neighborhood in which we’ll be performing, and the size and feel of the building itself has a lot to say to the scope of the story we’re telling.  This physical space has certainly informed our work.

Part of what we’ve always valued about the New Leaf rehearsal process in the LPCC is rehearsing and performing in the same place, a luxury that allows us to bake the show and its life into the walls.  During this process, I think the reverse has happened; the walls, steeped as they are in a creative history, have baked themselves into us.

<a href="http://www.newleaftheatre.org/blog/wp-content/uploads/2011/05/fossil-cave-1.jpg"><img class="alignright size-medium wp-image-633" title="fossil cave 1" src="http://www.newleaftheatre.org/blog/wp-content/uploads/2011/05/fossil-cave-1-300x225.jpg" alt="" width="300" height="225" /></a>In <em>Lighthousekeeping</em>, a cave is discovered in the mid-1800’s that is lined and framed with fossils.  So to, the stories we tell, the records we make of our own lives are framed as our personal fossil records, “cumulative deposits,” the individual images frozen in time that make up our lives.

On Saturday, we took the day to really inhabit our Fine Arts Building home, and see what it had to teach us about waking up a space with so much history living in its walls.  Our cast broke into two groups and was given a menu of elements the original 3-act pieces they were to create should contain – things like 15 consecutive seconds of stillness, a moment of everyone looking up, music from an unexpected source.  And the best one – the perfect use of space, any space they could access in the building.  They were given 30 minutes, and titles for the three acts: The World As It Was, The World As It Is, The World As It Could Be.

<a href="http://www.newleaftheatre.org/blog/wp-content/uploads/2011/05/blog-post-3.jpg"><img class="alignleft size-medium wp-image-632" title="blog post 3" src="http://www.newleaftheatre.org/blog/wp-content/uploads/2011/05/blog-post-3-300x223.jpg" alt="" width="300" height="223" /></a>The moments the actors created were stunning, beautiful images, the creation of which opened our ensemble’s eyes and minds to wonder about the other people who inhabited these rooms and walked these halls before us.  These moments are hard to describe in words – they were pictures that blended into other pictures, made up of benches and clocks and dark hallways and arias.  There were staircases and elevators and rewards for each audience's willingness to take risks in spaces that weren't comfortable at first.

Excited as we are to move to the DCA space this week, there is something magical, almost mystical about the Fine Arts Building that I’m reluctant to leave behind.  My hope is that, like our story suggests, nothing can be left or forgotten, that we carry our fossil caves with us, adding to them, making room for more, still holding to what came before, and letting what we learn in one journey transform our experience of the next.]]></content:encoded>
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		<title>Treehouse Reading &#8211; How We Got On</title>
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		<pubDate>Tue, 24 May 2011 04:19:01 +0000</pubDate>
		<dc:creator>Josh Sobel</dc:creator>
				<category><![CDATA[Treehouse]]></category>
		<category><![CDATA[How We Got On]]></category>
		<category><![CDATA[Idris Goodwin]]></category>

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		<description><![CDATA[The final play in our Spring 2011 Treehouse Reading Series is How We Got On by Idris Goodwin. Click on the player below to hear the entire recording, or subscribe to our podcast on iTunes. Synopsis A classic American coming-of-age tale with a unique hip-hop treatment: domestic suburban life remixed. The Selector, our DJ/Narrator, samples [...]]]></description>
			<content:encoded><![CDATA[The final play in our Spring 2011 Treehouse Reading Series is <strong>How We Got On</strong> by Idris Goodwin.  Click on the player below to hear the entire recording, or <a href="http://itunes.apple.com/us/podcast/new-leaf-theatre-podcast/id251141038">subscribe to our podcast on iTunes</a>.

<h3>Synopsis</h3>
A classic American coming-of-age tale with a unique hip-hop treatment: domestic suburban life remixed. The Selector, our DJ/Narrator, samples and loops us through the lives of three Midwestern teen rappers who have yet to discover the power of harmony over discord. 

<a href="http://idrisgoodwin.blogspot.com/"><img src="http://www.newleaftheatre.org/blog/wp-content/uploads/2011/05/idris-150x150.jpg" alt="" title="idris" width="150" height="150" class="alignleft size-thumbnail wp-image-625" /><strong>About Idris Goodwin</strong></a>
Idris Goodwin is an award-winning playwright, poet and performer who uses hip hop arts to create original genre defying performances. From Chicago's Steppenwolf Theater to Minneapolis' Pilsbury House Theater to Albuquerque's Kimo Theater, Goodwin's innovative work is showcased across the nation. In 2005, the NNPN New Plays Showcase at Stanford featured his play Braising; since then, The National Endowment for the Arts, The Ford Foundation, The Hip Hop Theater Festival and The Illinois Arts Council have supported his writing. He has performed on HBO, The Discovery Channel and garnered praise from The New York Times and National Public Radio. These Are The Breaks, his debut collection of hip hop prose will be widely released in March. Currently, Goodwin is a member of the Playwrights Workshop at the University of Iowa.]]></content:encoded>
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		<itunes:subtitle>The final play in our Spring 2011 Treehouse Reading Series is How We Got On by Idris Goodwin.  Click on the player below to hear the entire recording, or subscribe to our podcast on iTunes. - Synopsis A classic American coming-of-age tale with a uniq...</itunes:subtitle>
		<itunes:summary>The final play in our Spring 2011 Treehouse Reading Series is How We Got On by Idris Goodwin.  Click on the player below to hear the entire recording, or subscribe to our podcast on iTunes.

Synopsis
A classic American coming-of-age tale with a unique hip-hop treatment: domestic suburban life remixed. The Selector, our DJ/Narrator, samples and loops us through the lives of three Midwestern teen rappers who have yet to discover the power of harmony over discord. 

About Idris Goodwin
Idris Goodwin is an award-winning playwright, poet and performer who uses hip hop arts to create original genre defying performances. From Chicago&#039;s Steppenwolf Theater to Minneapolis&#039; Pilsbury House Theater to Albuquerque&#039;s Kimo Theater, Goodwin&#039;s innovative work is showcased across the nation. In 2005, the NNPN New Plays Showcase at Stanford featured his play Braising; since then, The National Endowment for the Arts, The Ford Foundation, The Hip Hop Theater Festival and The Illinois Arts Council have supported his writing. He has performed on HBO, The Discovery Channel and garnered praise from The New York Times and National Public Radio. These Are The Breaks, his debut collection of hip hop prose will be widely released in March. Currently, Goodwin is a member of the Playwrights Workshop at the University of Iowa.</itunes:summary>
		<itunes:author>New Leaf Theatre</itunes:author>
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		<title>Treehouse Reading &#8211; Dandelion Momma</title>
		<link>http://www.newleaftheatre.org/blog/2011/treehouse-dandelion-momma/</link>
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		<pubDate>Tue, 26 Apr 2011 04:13:55 +0000</pubDate>
		<dc:creator>Josh Sobel</dc:creator>
				<category><![CDATA[Treehouse]]></category>
		<category><![CDATA[Dandelion Momma]]></category>
		<category><![CDATA[Greg Romero]]></category>

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		<description><![CDATA[Next up in our Spring 2011 Treehouse Reading Series is <strong>Dandelion Momma</strong> by Greg Romero, an enigmatic play that explores memory and family through a fractured remembrance of the Great Depression.]]></description>
			<content:encoded><![CDATA[Next up in our Spring 2011 Treehouse Reading Series is <strong>Dandelion Momma</strong> by Greg Romero.  Click on the player below to hear the entire recording, or <a href="http://itunes.apple.com/us/podcast/new-leaf-theatre-podcast/id251141038">subscribe to our podcast on iTunes</a>.

<h3>Synopsis</h3>
 A 100-year old woman reflects on her life through broken pieces of memory. An eight-year old girl takes care of wayward dandelions and sees the lights inside of people. A farm girl and a writer search for life while planting seeds in the hardened ground of the Great Depression. The ground becomes harder, the girl becomes tired, the air becomes heavier and something new must be born.

<a href="http://gregromero.blogspot.com/"><img src="http://www.newleaftheatre.org/blog/wp-content/uploads/2011/05/Greg-halcyon-150x150.jpg" alt="" title="Greg halcyon" width="150" height="150" class="alignleft size-thumbnail wp-image-615" /></a><strong>About Greg Romero</strong>
Greg Romero is a playwright/theater artist whose plays, site-specific projects and participatory live events have been produced in New York, Philadelphia, Austin, Dallas, Denver, Louisville, Phoenix and New Orleans. Romero's collaborations with electronic music composer Mike Vernusky have been produced live in New York, Philadelphia, Austin, and Phoenix, while also receiving airplay in Toronto, Canada and Zurich, Switzerland. Romero has been a finalist for the Heideman Award, a semi-finalist for the Princess Grace Award, nominated for the F. Otto Haas Award for an Emerging Philadelphia Theater Artist and was selected as the first-ever Resident Writer of the ArtsEdge Residency as well as one of the first three writers selected for the inaugural Philadelphia Dramatists Center/Plays & Players Playwriting Residency. His works are published by Heinemann Press and Playscripts, Inc. Romero received an MFA in Playwriting from The University of Texas-Austin where he held the James A. Michener Fellowship. Romero is currently a Visiting Assistant Professor of Theater at Drexel University and has also taught at the National Theater Institute. ]]></content:encoded>
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			<itunes:keywords>Dandelion Momma,Greg Romero</itunes:keywords>
		<itunes:subtitle>Next up in our Spring 2011 Treehouse Reading Series is Dandelion Momma by Greg Romero, an enigmatic play that explores memory and family through a fractured remembrance of the Great Depression.</itunes:subtitle>
		<itunes:summary>Next up in our Spring 2011 Treehouse Reading Series is Dandelion Momma by Greg Romero, an enigmatic play that explores memory and family through a fractured remembrance of the Great Depression.</itunes:summary>
		<itunes:author>New Leaf Theatre</itunes:author>
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		<title>Ten</title>
		<link>http://www.newleaftheatre.org/blog/2011/the-secrets-of-a-literary-text-2/</link>
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		<pubDate>Thu, 02 Jun 2011 16:55:34 +0000</pubDate>
		<dc:creator>Georgette Kelly</dc:creator>
				<category><![CDATA[Thoughts on the Process]]></category>
		<category><![CDATA[D. Soyini Madison]]></category>
		<category><![CDATA[Georgette Kelly]]></category>
		<category><![CDATA[Jeanette Winterson]]></category>
		<category><![CDATA[Lighthousekeeping]]></category>

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		<description><![CDATA[When I first read Jeanette Winterson’s <a href="http://www.jeanettewinterson.com/pages/content/index.asp?PageID=20" target="_blank"><em>Lighthousekeeping</em></a>, I knew I would read it again.  And again.  And again.  

I read the book in waves and cycles.  I reached for it with each major change in my life.  I returned to the lighthouse when I needed to cope with isolation, loss, grief, and distance.]]></description>
			<content:encoded><![CDATA[<img src="http://www.newleaftheatre.org/blog/wp-content/uploads/2011/05/Screen-shot-2011-05-30-at-1.12.23-PM-229x300.png" alt="" title="Screen shot 2011-05-30 at 1.12.23 PM" width="200"  class="alignleft size-medium wp-image-651" /><strong>Georgette Kelly is the playwright of Lighthousekeeping, a work she adapted from the novel by Jeanette Winterson.</strong>

When I first read Jeanette Winterson’s <a href="http://www.jeanettewinterson.com/pages/content/index.asp?PageID=20" target="_blank"><em>Lighthousekeeping</em></a>, I knew I would read it again.  And again.  And again.  

I read the book in waves and cycles.  I reached for it with each major change in my life.  I returned to the lighthouse when I needed to cope with isolation, loss, grief, and distance.

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<a href="http://www.newleaftheatre.org/blog/wp-content/uploads/2011/05/DSC_0030_med.jpg"><img src="http://www.newleaftheatre.org/blog/wp-content/uploads/2011/05/DSC_0030_med-300x200.jpg" alt="" title="Be happy." width="300" height="200" class="alignright size-medium wp-image-653" /></a>As I read and re-read, the book’s characters began to inhabit my mind and unfurl their secrets.   The more I read, the more I wanted to know them intimately, first-hand, through a live experience.  I wanted to meet them.  In other words, I wanted my literary experience to be enriched by performance.

Performance Studies scholar <a href="http://books.google.com/books?id=EtG3WQyeWW8C&pg=PA143&lpg=PA143&dq=d+soyini+madison+remembering+oral+history+my+desire+is+for+the+poor&source=bl&ots=xRtLnssXzV&sig=qKIZpgRqpF8KfHR27pJZspR2le4&hl=en&ei=0d7jTZD4NMG2tgfxwtzeCQ&sa=X&oi=book_result&ct=result&resnum=2&ved=0CB8Q6AEwAQ#v=onepage&q=d%20soyini%20madison%20remembering%20oral%20history%20my%20desire%20is%20for%20the%20poor&f=false" target="_blank">D. Soyini Madison has written</a> that “Performance opens the secrets of a literary text…[and] this is a political enterprise.  It involves unearthing the subtext in literature and the unearthing of subtext in experience.  But the archeology of unearthing is never neat.”   

Through writing plays based in literature, I strive to unearth the secrets that Madison describes.   It is not that I want my plays to be messy.  Indeed, I want them to be well structured, with very precise language.  But I do want them to question core assumptions, to dig up the (sub)text that has been buried by everyday life.  I want to tell stories that are open-ended, cross the boundaries of the fourth wall, and insist upon an active, questioning audience.  

<a href="http://www.newleaftheatre.org/blog/wp-content/uploads/2011/05/DSC_0016_med.jpg"><img src="http://www.newleaftheatre.org/blog/wp-content/uploads/2011/05/DSC_0016_med-300x200.jpg" alt="" title="DSC_0016_med" width="300" height="200" class="alignleft size-medium wp-image-652" /></a>This is never neat.  It is unsettling and demanding, and these very qualities draw me to performance.  Theatre requires that I abandon my individual reality and join with others in a shared truth: the world of the play.  As audiences and artists, we must agree to a precarious collective, lasting only a few hours, where our assumptions about life can be shaken.  In the best theatrical experiences, both audiences and artists leave with questions—about how we interact with others, how we shape our realities, and how we tell our own stories.  These questions change us.

When I fall in love with a literary text, as I have fallen in love with <a href="http://dcatheater.org/lighthousekeeping">Lighthousekeeping</a>, I use performance as a tool to study it.  The process changes me too; theatrical adaptation is my lens to clarify the text, therefore I become a playwright.  Once the text is embodied, it reveals more about itself and, subsequently, I learn more about myself.  This learning process has had a profound impact on the way I see the world.  It is my goal that my audiences also gain insight into the literary texts I explore, and into the subtext of their own experiences.

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		<title>New Leaf Theatre</title>
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		<title>The moment before&#8230;</title>
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		<pubDate>Wed, 05 Oct 2011 17:48:03 +0000</pubDate>
		<dc:creator>Marsha</dc:creator>
				<category><![CDATA[Design]]></category>
		<category><![CDATA[Thoughts on the Process]]></category>

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		<description><![CDATA[It's one of the fundamental things on the actor checklist: the moment before.  What were you doing in the days, hours, minutes, seconds before you walk onstage or before the scene starts. In Burying Miss America, Jean talks about all the work that her mother's funeral requires. The text is full of references to the [...]]]></description>
			<content:encoded><![CDATA[It's one of the fundamental things on the actor checklist: the moment  before.  What were you doing in the days, hours, minutes, seconds  before you walk onstage or before the scene starts.

<a href="../wp-content/uploads/2011/10/300786_10150332789372660_8231532659_7784659_132217773_n.jpg" target="_blank"><img class="alignleft" title="&quot;All the people that brought flowers or food or  anything...&quot;" src="../wp-content/uploads/2011/10/300786_10150332789372660_8231532659_7784659_132217773_n-300x200.jpg" alt="" width="300" height="200" /></a>In <em>Burying Miss  America</em>, Jean  talks about all the work that her mother's funeral requires. The text is  full of references to the arrangements, the food, the thank you notes. I  did my homework, and I had a pretty good idea of Jean's day before the  play starts. Get up, pack snacks and hand wipes and crayons, and  probably tissues, get myself  dressed, maybe curl my hair, get the kids  up and dressed and fed but make sure they don't get food on their nice  clothes and pile them into the car but make sure the sitter is on call  to take them home when they get tired and thaw one of the  casseroles for them for dinner and of course, start the list of thank  you notes that will take up most of tomorrow and the next day. In short,  I thought I was ready.

And then came tech.

I like to  think of theatre as the epitome of a collaborative art -- the acting,  writing, direction, design, all working together to tell a story.  We  invite the design team to rehearsals so they can see where the show is  going and make sure the design world and the acting world all occupy the  same place on the planet.  I will admit my own actorly bias here and  say that I usually think of this as the design being informed by the  rehearsal.  But not anymore.

On the Tuesday of tech week, Jess  talks me through the opening moments of the show.  I stand wrapped in  Rachel's pitch-perfect costume,  In the blackout, I walk to Michelle's  dazzling white casket, surrounded by glorious and vibrant flowers.   Nick's music evokes open plains and empty rooms in my head.  And then  Jared's lights stream through the windows and it hits me hard -- like a  ton of bricks, like a punch in the gut: THIS is the moment before.  Yes,  Jeanie had a busy day, full of all those tasks, but underneath it all  this is the current that's been running since she got the news.  This  loud silence, this overflowing emptiness.

When we say New Leaf  is a Producing Ensemble, this is what we mean.  We're telling the story  to and with each other in rehearsal so we can tell it to and with you in  performance.

And I'll tell you one more thing: I will hold on  to this particular moment before long after we close.]]></content:encoded>
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		<title>This or That</title>
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		<pubDate>Thu, 29 Sep 2011 13:47:58 +0000</pubDate>
		<dc:creator>Brian Golden</dc:creator>
				<category><![CDATA[Memories]]></category>
		<category><![CDATA[Thoughts on the Process]]></category>
		<category><![CDATA[Brian Golden]]></category>
		<category><![CDATA[Burying Miss America]]></category>
		<category><![CDATA[Theatre Seven]]></category>

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		<description><![CDATA[I found myself in the old neighborhood last night. I was walking home from some meeting or rehearsal, fighting the desire to give up and catch the bus, when I realized I was no more than a couple blocks from my first Chicago apartment. About the time I had this thought, my day’s consumption of [...]]]></description>
			<content:encoded><![CDATA[<img src="http://www.newleaftheatre.org/blog/wp-content/uploads/2011/09/T7_20101-730x365-300x150.jpg" alt="" title="T7_20101-730x365" width="300" height="150" class="alignright size-medium wp-image-696" />I found myself in the old neighborhood last night.

I was walking home from some meeting or rehearsal, fighting the desire to give up and catch the bus, when I realized I was no more than a couple blocks from my first Chicago apartment. About the time I had this thought, my day’s consumption of coffee caught up with me, and using the bathroom as soon as possible became urgently necessary. Without thinking, I wandered in to the familiar coffee shop where, for a dark year or two, I probably spent more time than in any other place in the city – answering emails, playing online poker, starting a theatre company, writing (not really, although I pretended) and uncorking the incredible time-wasting powers of the internet.

I used the bathroom (new automatic soap dispenser – good for them) and after that, after ordering a coffee and pleasing myself by correctly answering the “ten cent discount” trivia question written daily on the blackboard menu, I stood in the middle of the place, looking at the new, artful wall design and gazing at the armada of two-top and four-top tile tables. As I began to remember that I’d sat <em>there</em> to conduct interviews for a certain position on my staff, and <em>over there</em> when I had lunch many years ago with so and so, a question began to nag me – was the feeling I was experiencing good or bad?

We live in an evaluative culture. Our most loved forms of entertainment no longer involve tragedy or comedy, but judgment. On television, a panel of experts/“the rest of the house”/a super-sexy bachelor hands out scores so that one singer/housemate/super-sexy bachelorette goes home, and another returns next week. In sports, our love for the mythology of achievement (he hit the ball a mile!) has, in the last decade, been, if not replaced, <em>consumed</em> by an obsession for the cold statistics and managerial power of controlling our own fantasy teams (he’s averaging 18.4 touches per game!). On the internet, countless websites have risen to fame by offering no more than the opportunity to judge – this girl or that girl, thumbs up or thumbs down, “rate your experience”, this or that.

Some feelings, though, aren’t good or bad. They just are. My play, <em>Burying Miss America</em>, which the astounding New Leaf Theatre opens tonight, is, in a way, about the ambiguity of those kind of emotions. For me, coming home – whether to the house and town in southeast Iowa where I lived the first eighteen years of my life, or to a coffee shop that still carries the ghosts of a previous version of myself – is one of those feelings. Coming home is too good, too incandescent, too joyous and sentimental and hopeful and safe to be bad. And it is, at the same, too anxiety-filled, too claustrophobic, too alien, too distant, too no-longer-me to be good. It is both. It is neither. It just is.

<strong>Brian Golden is the playwright behind <em>Burying Miss America</em> and is artistic director of <a href="http://theatreseven.org">Theatre Seven of Chicago</a>.</strong>]]></content:encoded>
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		<title>The Treehouse Bears Fruit</title>
		<link>http://www.newleaftheatre.org/blog/2011/treehouse-bears-fruit/</link>
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		<pubDate>Tue, 27 Sep 2011 17:40:48 +0000</pubDate>
		<dc:creator>Josh Sobel</dc:creator>
				<category><![CDATA[Treehouse]]></category>

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		<description><![CDATA[It gives me enormous pleasure to see BURYING MISS AMERICA opening this week as the first production of our 2011-2012 Season. Not only is this a beautiful new play by an exciting Chicago artist and wonderful friend of New Leaf, but it is also the culmination of our first revamped Treehouse play development process. This [...]]]></description>
			<content:encoded><![CDATA[<a href="http://www.newleaftheatre.org/current.php"><img src="http://www.newleaftheatre.org/blog/wp-content/uploads/2011/09/Burying-Miss-America-219x300.jpg" alt="" title="Burying-Miss-America" width="219" height="300" class="alignright size-medium wp-image-689" /></a>It gives me enormous pleasure to see  BURYING MISS AMERICA opening this week as the first production of our 2011-2012 Season.  Not only is this a beautiful new play by an exciting Chicago artist and wonderful friend of New Leaf, but it is also the culmination of our first revamped Treehouse play development process. This play has journeyed through its initial workshopping to last season’s Treehouse Readings Series to now find its home as New Leaf’s World Premiere season opener. Congratulations to all involved!

Our commitment to playwrights and the development of the next wave of new theatrical work comes to fruition with BURYING MISS AMERICA, but this is only the beginning of something incredibly special. And it continues on with this season’s slate of six new plays, selected to be part of the 2011-2012 Treehouse Readings Series.

This round of Treehouse began with a call for scripts addressing our chosen thematic element: “CRITICAL MASS.” We encouraged writers to explore all of the possibilities and meanings that this phrase held, and we are proud to announce six rousing plays that rose to the challenge, from playwrights inside and outside of Chicago. Here’s what we have coming up this Fall:

We kick off in September with a darkly comic look at the line between faith and fanaticism with <strong>D.W. Gregory’s biting play SALVATION ROAD</strong>, directed by Sideshow Theatre Company’s Megan Smith. We are thrilled to welcome Ms. Gregory, a much admired and well-travelled playwright based in Washington D.C., to the Treehouse roster as we delve into her troubling yet humorous journey that begs the question: How do you rescue someone who doesn’t want to be saved?

Come October we welcome two new voices to the New Leaf playground: Jessica Hinds and Krista D’Agostino! <strong>Ms. Hinds’ soulful play, WHAT DIES INSIDE US WHILE WE LIVE</strong>, introduces us to a world run dry, a bleak future Earth presented in a fashion that I am thrilled to say that I have never quite experienced before! Director Krista D’Agostino, a recent Chicago transplant from the great city of Boston, helps explore the choice of whether to face adulthood head-on, or to run away as fast as possible.

November welcomes back a great friend of New Leaf, <strong>Emily Dendinger, with her play UNTRAINED IN GEOMETRY</strong>, helmed by our very own Artistic Director Jessica Hutchinson. We were all both thrilled for Emily and sad to see her go, as she recently began her MFA in Playwriting at University of Iowa Playwrights Workshop, but Chicago gets her back as we feature her wildly entertaining screwball romantic comedy about fate, farce and fidelity.

With that we wrap up our Fall Treehouse Readings, and begin to prepare for our Spring readings, which include A PERFECT SHADE OF SKYLINE GREY by Mark Mason, RADIO GHOSTS by Greg Romero (last season’s reading DANDELION MOMMA), and STILL LIFE OF A MOVING PICTURE by David Strattan White. (Keep your eyes peeled for more info on each of these fabulous new works!)

But that’s not all! We are days away from announcing the thematic element for our next call for scripts, to be considered for the 2012-2013 Treehouse Readings Series, so stay tuned - same Leaf time, same Leaf place, same Leaf channel. ]]></content:encoded>
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		<title>In the details&#8230;</title>
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		<pubDate>Wed, 21 Sep 2011 20:45:37 +0000</pubDate>
		<dc:creator>Marsha</dc:creator>
				<category><![CDATA[rehearsal]]></category>
		<category><![CDATA[Thoughts on the Process]]></category>

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		<description><![CDATA["While I was waiting for you before, I made this list. All the people that brought food. Or flowers. Or anything. The ordinary, average, worshiped her from all the pageants people. They get a note." I've gotten to know this person called Jean Russell pretty well over the last few weeks, diving into the words [...]]]></description>
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<em>"While I was waiting for you before, I made this list. All the  people that brought food. Or flowers. Or anything. The ordinary,  average, worshiped her from all the pageants people. They get a note."
</em>

I've gotten to know this person called Jean Russell pretty well over the last few weeks, diving into the words she says, delving in to her life story.  What began as painting in broad strokes has evolved into more detailed brushwork, and as we get ready to welcome our first preview audiences on Thursday, I find my mind occupied with the minutia of Jean's day-to-day world.

Rachel brought in the perfect bag for Jean -- big enough to be a "mom" purse, but small enough to be appropriate for a special occasion -- and I've been contemplating what lives in Jeanie's purse besides the obvious wallet and keys.  A book? Mints? Gum? Tissues? Hand wipes? Snacks for the kids?  All of the above.

And the thank you notes - part obligation, part expression of gratitude.  I asked Michelle if I could pick out the notes Jean uses, and so I took myself shopping. I found the perfect notes: elegant but not frivolous, sold in bulk quantities because goodness knows Jean has a lot of notes to write and not a lot to spend.  And while I was in the stationery aisle, I started looking at sympathy cards.  Of course Jean received tons of them, from her mother's admirers, from all the people in Nebraska's fourth largest town that knew and loved her.  Some of them were lovely - heartfelt and simple, offers of support, expressions of love and concern. And some of them were Just. So. Awful. Saccharine, flowery, simpering eulogies overflowing with gushing praise and bad poetry.  And just like that, in the middle of Target, I had a new understanding of what the past few days had been like for Jeanie.  She must have opened and read dozens, maybe hundreds of these cards.  Some would have made her cry with their sincerity, some would have made her gag with their syrupy sweetness.  But all of them would be from people she knew, people reaching for the right words to convey their own feelings of sadness, people trying to connect in the face of unexpected loss.

I know most audience members won't notice or think about the cards.  But now you will.  Won't you?]]></content:encoded>
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		<title>The Search for Shape</title>
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		<pubDate>Sat, 04 Jun 2011 17:19:26 +0000</pubDate>
		<dc:creator>Michelle</dc:creator>
				<category><![CDATA[Design]]></category>
		<category><![CDATA[Thoughts on the Process]]></category>
		<category><![CDATA[Lighthousekeeping]]></category>
		<category><![CDATA[Michelle Lilly]]></category>

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		<description><![CDATA[Michelle Lilly is part of the production ensemble of New Leaf Theatre and is the Scenic Designer for Lighthousekeeping. One of my favorite parts of any design process is the shape search. This typically takes place once the basic storytelling concepts are down, but we’re still looking for the specifics of what the world of [...]]]></description>
			<content:encoded><![CDATA[<a href="http://www.newleaftheatre.org/about.php"><img src="http://www.newleaftheatre.org/blog/wp-content/uploads/2011/05/michelle-229x300.jpg" alt="" title="michelle" width="229" height="300" class="alignleft size-medium wp-image-640" /></a><strong>Michelle Lilly is part of the production ensemble of <a href="http://newleaftheatre.org">New Leaf Theatre</a> and is the Scenic Designer for <a href="http://dcatheater.org/lighthousekeeping">Lighthousekeeping</a>.</strong>

One of my favorite parts of any design process is the shape search.  This typically takes place once the basic storytelling concepts are down, but we’re still looking for the specifics of what the world of the play looks, sounds, and feels like. 
 
The first thing I’m usually thinking about is the basic presence of the set in relation to the story we’re telling and how we’re telling it.  Is it looming?  Is it sensual?  Is it quiet and unassuming?  Audacious?  Commanding?  What role does the environment play in getting this story across to the audience?  How do the characters interact with it?  How do they feel about it?  When asking these questions, I find myself searching for its shape in everything; obviously in my research, but also while I’m commuting, while I’m at work, while I’m watching a movie, or walking around Home Depot.  When I’m in this stage, I look at everything to see its shape and line first.  I stare at the way the sun hits the bricks on a building on Grand Avenue.  I look at bikes, trains, a pile of trash, trees, mailboxes, searching for the shadowy shape I’m looking for.  Sometimes I don’t know what it is, but I know I’ll know it when I see it. 
 
<a href="http://www.newleaftheatre.org/blog/wp-content/uploads/2011/05/DSC_0022_med.jpg"><img src="http://www.newleaftheatre.org/blog/wp-content/uploads/2011/05/DSC_0022_med-300x200.jpg" alt="" title="DSC_0022_med" width="300" height="200" class="alignright size-medium wp-image-641" /></a>Every design is like a puzzle.  It’s often like a <a href="http://www.nickbantock.com/">Nick Bantock</a> puzzle, which takes days and maybe weeks to crack, but the answer is there if you stay with it long enough.  I have to push and work at it, and eventually I get so frustrated that I almost give up, and then my mind relaxes, and a large part of the solution suddenly surfaces.  A lot of times I’ve found the answer, or the key to the series of rooms that leads to the answer, in completely unexpected places. 
 
I recently visited the architecture exhibit at the Museum of Modern Art in New York, and as architecture is tough to present in a gallery, what they presented instead was process pieces.  This was completely awesome.  Crayon sketches by Mies van der Rohe, huge scale models of commercial buildings, sketches of suggestions for the new World Trade Center Memorial building, scribbles and hand-scrawled notes.   There was a model of the <a href="http://www.mercedes-benz-classic.com/content/classic/mpc/mpc_classic_website/en/mpc_home/mbc/home/museum/overview_museum.html" target="_blank">Mercedes-Benz museum in Stuttgart, Germany</a>, and there were process sketches in which the architect is clearly trying to find the unique shape that the museum eventually takes.  There are sketches, paper cutouts, and finally a white dinner plate drawn on with a black marker.  The dinner plate captures the curves the architect was looking for. <em> And they hung it on a museum wall.</em>
 
Lighthousekeeping has been an especially challenging shape search. What is the shape of loss?  What is the shape of fear?  What is the physical appearance of being completely and suddenly unmoored?  What is the shape of love?  Which of these shapes do I show, and which do I let the audience find on their own?

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		<title>The Secrets of a Literary Text</title>
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		<pubDate>Thu, 02 Jun 2011 16:55:34 +0000</pubDate>
		<dc:creator>Georgette Kelly</dc:creator>
				<category><![CDATA[Thoughts on the Process]]></category>
		<category><![CDATA[D. Soyini Madison]]></category>
		<category><![CDATA[Georgette Kelly]]></category>
		<category><![CDATA[Jeanette Winterson]]></category>
		<category><![CDATA[Lighthousekeeping]]></category>

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		<description><![CDATA[When I first read Jeanette Winterson’s <a href="http://www.jeanettewinterson.com/pages/content/index.asp?PageID=20" target="_blank"><em>Lighthousekeeping</em></a>, I knew I would read it again.  And again.  And again.  

I read the book in waves and cycles.  I reached for it with each major change in my life.  I returned to the lighthouse when I needed to cope with isolation, loss, grief, and distance.]]></description>
			<content:encoded><![CDATA[<img src="http://www.newleaftheatre.org/blog/wp-content/uploads/2011/05/Screen-shot-2011-05-30-at-1.12.23-PM-229x300.png" alt="" title="Screen shot 2011-05-30 at 1.12.23 PM" width="200"  class="alignleft size-medium wp-image-651" /><strong>Georgette Kelly is the playwright of Lighthousekeeping, a work she adapted from the novel by Jeanette Winterson.</strong>

When I first read Jeanette Winterson’s <a href="http://www.jeanettewinterson.com/pages/content/index.asp?PageID=20" target="_blank"><em>Lighthousekeeping</em></a>, I knew I would read it again.  And again.  And again.  

I read the book in waves and cycles.  I reached for it with each major change in my life.  I returned to the lighthouse when I needed to cope with isolation, loss, grief, and distance.

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<a href="http://www.newleaftheatre.org/blog/wp-content/uploads/2011/05/DSC_0030_med.jpg"><img src="http://www.newleaftheatre.org/blog/wp-content/uploads/2011/05/DSC_0030_med-300x200.jpg" alt="" title="Be happy." width="300" height="200" class="alignright size-medium wp-image-653" /></a>As I read and re-read, the book’s characters began to inhabit my mind and unfurl their secrets.   The more I read, the more I wanted to know them intimately, first-hand, through a live experience.  I wanted to meet them.  In other words, I wanted my literary experience to be enriched by performance.

Performance Studies scholar <a href="http://books.google.com/books?id=EtG3WQyeWW8C&pg=PA143&lpg=PA143&dq=d+soyini+madison+remembering+oral+history+my+desire+is+for+the+poor&source=bl&ots=xRtLnssXzV&sig=qKIZpgRqpF8KfHR27pJZspR2le4&hl=en&ei=0d7jTZD4NMG2tgfxwtzeCQ&sa=X&oi=book_result&ct=result&resnum=2&ved=0CB8Q6AEwAQ#v=onepage&q=d%20soyini%20madison%20remembering%20oral%20history%20my%20desire%20is%20for%20the%20poor&f=false" target="_blank">D. Soyini Madison has written</a> that “Performance opens the secrets of a literary text…[and] this is a political enterprise.  It involves unearthing the subtext in literature and the unearthing of subtext in experience.  But the archeology of unearthing is never neat.”   

Through writing plays based in literature, I strive to unearth the secrets that Madison describes.   It is not that I want my plays to be messy.  Indeed, I want them to be well structured, with very precise language.  But I do want them to question core assumptions, to dig up the (sub)text that has been buried by everyday life.  I want to tell stories that are open-ended, cross the boundaries of the fourth wall, and insist upon an active, questioning audience.  

<a href="http://www.newleaftheatre.org/blog/wp-content/uploads/2011/05/DSC_0016_med.jpg"><img src="http://www.newleaftheatre.org/blog/wp-content/uploads/2011/05/DSC_0016_med-300x200.jpg" alt="" title="DSC_0016_med" width="300" height="200" class="alignleft size-medium wp-image-652" /></a>This is never neat.  It is unsettling and demanding, and these very qualities draw me to performance.  Theatre requires that I abandon my individual reality and join with others in a shared truth: the world of the play.  As audiences and artists, we must agree to a precarious collective, lasting only a few hours, where our assumptions about life can be shaken.  In the best theatrical experiences, both audiences and artists leave with questions—about how we interact with others, how we shape our realities, and how we tell our own stories.  These questions change us.

When I fall in love with a literary text, as I have fallen in love with <a href="http://dcatheater.org/lighthousekeeping">Lighthousekeeping</a>, I use performance as a tool to study it.  The process changes me too; theatrical adaptation is my lens to clarify the text, therefore I become a playwright.  Once the text is embodied, it reveals more about itself and, subsequently, I learn more about myself.  This learning process has had a profound impact on the way I see the world.  It is my goal that my audiences also gain insight into the literary texts I explore, and into the subtext of their own experiences.

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		<title>Rehearsing inside the Fossil Cave</title>
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		<pubDate>Tue, 31 May 2011 16:34:03 +0000</pubDate>
		<dc:creator>Jessica</dc:creator>
				<category><![CDATA[rehearsal]]></category>
		<category><![CDATA[Fine Arts Building]]></category>
		<category><![CDATA[Jessica Hutchinson]]></category>
		<category><![CDATA[Lighthousekeeping]]></category>

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		<description><![CDATA[The Fine Arts Building on South Michigan Avenue was established as an artists’ haven in 1885.  The building is ten stories tall, one of two buildings in Chicago that still employs elevator operators, and alive with the echoes of vocal and instrumental artists, working away in their separate studios.  

Working in one of those studios during the Lighthousekeeping rehearsal has been a gift.  Downtown, its location has prepared us for the neighborhood in which we’ll be performing, and the size and feel of the building itself has a lot to say to the scope of the story we’re telling.  This physical space has certainly informed our work.  ]]></description>
			<content:encoded><![CDATA[<a href="http://www.newleaftheatre.org/about.php"><img class="alignleft size-medium wp-image-634" title="jess" src="http://www.newleaftheatre.org/blog/wp-content/uploads/2011/05/jess-199x300.jpg" alt="" width="199" height="300" /></a><strong>Jessica Hutchinson is the Artistic Director of New Leaf Theatre and the director of <em><a href="http://dcatheater.org/lighthousekeeping">Lighthousekeeping</a></em>.</strong>

The <a href="http://www.fineartsbuilding.tv/">Fine Arts Building on South Michigan Avenue</a> was established as an artists’ haven in 1885, and housed - among other artistic institutions - the <a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Little_Theatre_Movement">Little Theater of Chicago</a>, by some measures the city's first storefront theatre.  The building is ten stories tall, one of two buildings in Chicago that still employs elevator operators, and alive with the echoes of vocal and instrumental artists, working away in their separate studios.

<img class="alignright size-medium wp-image-645" title="The Fine Arts Building" src="http://www.newleaftheatre.org/blog/wp-content/uploads/2011/06/DSC_0003_med-200x300.jpg" alt="" width="150" />Working in one of those studios - Malcolm Ruhl's new rehearsal space at <a href="http://www.finalscoremusic.com/">Final Score Music</a> - during the Lighthousekeeping rehearsal has been a gift.  Downtown, its location has prepared us for the neighborhood in which we’ll be performing, and the size and feel of the building itself has a lot to say to the scope of the story we’re telling.  This physical space has certainly informed our work.

Part of what we’ve always valued about the New Leaf rehearsal process in the LPCC is rehearsing and performing in the same place, a luxury that allows us to bake the show and its life into the walls.  During this process, I think the reverse has happened; the walls, steeped as they are in a creative history, have baked themselves into us.

<a href="http://www.newleaftheatre.org/blog/wp-content/uploads/2011/05/fossil-cave-1.jpg"><img class="alignright size-medium wp-image-633" title="fossil cave 1" src="http://www.newleaftheatre.org/blog/wp-content/uploads/2011/05/fossil-cave-1-300x225.jpg" alt="" width="300" height="225" /></a>In <em>Lighthousekeeping</em>, a cave is discovered in the mid-1800’s that is lined and framed with fossils.  So to, the stories we tell, the records we make of our own lives are framed as our personal fossil records, “cumulative deposits,” the individual images frozen in time that make up our lives.

On Saturday, we took the day to really inhabit our Fine Arts Building home, and see what it had to teach us about waking up a space with so much history living in its walls.  Our cast broke into two groups and was given a menu of elements the original 3-act pieces they were to create should contain – things like 15 consecutive seconds of stillness, a moment of everyone looking up, music from an unexpected source.  And the best one – the perfect use of space, any space they could access in the building.  They were given 30 minutes, and titles for the three acts: The World As It Was, The World As It Is, The World As It Could Be.

<a href="http://www.newleaftheatre.org/blog/wp-content/uploads/2011/05/blog-post-3.jpg"><img class="alignleft size-medium wp-image-632" title="blog post 3" src="http://www.newleaftheatre.org/blog/wp-content/uploads/2011/05/blog-post-3-300x223.jpg" alt="" width="300" height="223" /></a>The moments the actors created were stunning, beautiful images, the creation of which opened our ensemble’s eyes and minds to wonder about the other people who inhabited these rooms and walked these halls before us.  These moments are hard to describe in words – they were pictures that blended into other pictures, made up of benches and clocks and dark hallways and arias.  There were staircases and elevators and rewards for each audience's willingness to take risks in spaces that weren't comfortable at first.

Excited as we are to move to the DCA space this week, there is something magical, almost mystical about the Fine Arts Building that I’m reluctant to leave behind.  My hope is that, like our story suggests, nothing can be left or forgotten, that we carry our fossil caves with us, adding to them, making room for more, still holding to what came before, and letting what we learn in one journey transform our experience of the next.]]></content:encoded>
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		<title>Treehouse Reading &#8211; How We Got On</title>
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		<pubDate>Tue, 24 May 2011 04:19:01 +0000</pubDate>
		<dc:creator>Josh Sobel</dc:creator>
				<category><![CDATA[Treehouse]]></category>
		<category><![CDATA[How We Got On]]></category>
		<category><![CDATA[Idris Goodwin]]></category>

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		<description><![CDATA[The final play in our Spring 2011 Treehouse Reading Series is How We Got On by Idris Goodwin. Click on the player below to hear the entire recording, or subscribe to our podcast on iTunes. Synopsis A classic American coming-of-age tale with a unique hip-hop treatment: domestic suburban life remixed. The Selector, our DJ/Narrator, samples [...]]]></description>
			<content:encoded><![CDATA[The final play in our Spring 2011 Treehouse Reading Series is <strong>How We Got On</strong> by Idris Goodwin.  Click on the player below to hear the entire recording, or <a href="http://itunes.apple.com/us/podcast/new-leaf-theatre-podcast/id251141038">subscribe to our podcast on iTunes</a>.

<h3>Synopsis</h3>
A classic American coming-of-age tale with a unique hip-hop treatment: domestic suburban life remixed. The Selector, our DJ/Narrator, samples and loops us through the lives of three Midwestern teen rappers who have yet to discover the power of harmony over discord. 

<a href="http://idrisgoodwin.blogspot.com/"><img src="http://www.newleaftheatre.org/blog/wp-content/uploads/2011/05/idris-150x150.jpg" alt="" title="idris" width="150" height="150" class="alignleft size-thumbnail wp-image-625" /><strong>About Idris Goodwin</strong></a>
Idris Goodwin is an award-winning playwright, poet and performer who uses hip hop arts to create original genre defying performances. From Chicago's Steppenwolf Theater to Minneapolis' Pilsbury House Theater to Albuquerque's Kimo Theater, Goodwin's innovative work is showcased across the nation. In 2005, the NNPN New Plays Showcase at Stanford featured his play Braising; since then, The National Endowment for the Arts, The Ford Foundation, The Hip Hop Theater Festival and The Illinois Arts Council have supported his writing. He has performed on HBO, The Discovery Channel and garnered praise from The New York Times and National Public Radio. These Are The Breaks, his debut collection of hip hop prose will be widely released in March. Currently, Goodwin is a member of the Playwrights Workshop at the University of Iowa.]]></content:encoded>
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			<itunes:keywords>How We Got On,Idris Goodwin</itunes:keywords>
		<itunes:subtitle>The final play in our Spring 2011 Treehouse Reading Series is How We Got On by Idris Goodwin.  Click on the player below to hear the entire recording, or subscribe to our podcast on iTunes. - Synopsis A classic American coming-of-age tale with a uniq...</itunes:subtitle>
		<itunes:summary>The final play in our Spring 2011 Treehouse Reading Series is How We Got On by Idris Goodwin.  Click on the player below to hear the entire recording, or subscribe to our podcast on iTunes.

Synopsis
A classic American coming-of-age tale with a unique hip-hop treatment: domestic suburban life remixed. The Selector, our DJ/Narrator, samples and loops us through the lives of three Midwestern teen rappers who have yet to discover the power of harmony over discord. 

About Idris Goodwin
Idris Goodwin is an award-winning playwright, poet and performer who uses hip hop arts to create original genre defying performances. From Chicago&#039;s Steppenwolf Theater to Minneapolis&#039; Pilsbury House Theater to Albuquerque&#039;s Kimo Theater, Goodwin&#039;s innovative work is showcased across the nation. In 2005, the NNPN New Plays Showcase at Stanford featured his play Braising; since then, The National Endowment for the Arts, The Ford Foundation, The Hip Hop Theater Festival and The Illinois Arts Council have supported his writing. He has performed on HBO, The Discovery Channel and garnered praise from The New York Times and National Public Radio. These Are The Breaks, his debut collection of hip hop prose will be widely released in March. Currently, Goodwin is a member of the Playwrights Workshop at the University of Iowa.</itunes:summary>
		<itunes:author>New Leaf Theatre</itunes:author>
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		<title>Treehouse Reading &#8211; Dandelion Momma</title>
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		<pubDate>Tue, 26 Apr 2011 04:13:55 +0000</pubDate>
		<dc:creator>Josh Sobel</dc:creator>
				<category><![CDATA[Treehouse]]></category>
		<category><![CDATA[Dandelion Momma]]></category>
		<category><![CDATA[Greg Romero]]></category>

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		<description><![CDATA[Next up in our Spring 2011 Treehouse Reading Series is <strong>Dandelion Momma</strong> by Greg Romero, an enigmatic play that explores memory and family through a fractured remembrance of the Great Depression.]]></description>
			<content:encoded><![CDATA[Next up in our Spring 2011 Treehouse Reading Series is <strong>Dandelion Momma</strong> by Greg Romero.  Click on the player below to hear the entire recording, or <a href="http://itunes.apple.com/us/podcast/new-leaf-theatre-podcast/id251141038">subscribe to our podcast on iTunes</a>.

<h3>Synopsis</h3>
 A 100-year old woman reflects on her life through broken pieces of memory. An eight-year old girl takes care of wayward dandelions and sees the lights inside of people. A farm girl and a writer search for life while planting seeds in the hardened ground of the Great Depression. The ground becomes harder, the girl becomes tired, the air becomes heavier and something new must be born.

<a href="http://gregromero.blogspot.com/"><img src="http://www.newleaftheatre.org/blog/wp-content/uploads/2011/05/Greg-halcyon-150x150.jpg" alt="" title="Greg halcyon" width="150" height="150" class="alignleft size-thumbnail wp-image-615" /></a><strong>About Greg Romero</strong>
Greg Romero is a playwright/theater artist whose plays, site-specific projects and participatory live events have been produced in New York, Philadelphia, Austin, Dallas, Denver, Louisville, Phoenix and New Orleans. Romero's collaborations with electronic music composer Mike Vernusky have been produced live in New York, Philadelphia, Austin, and Phoenix, while also receiving airplay in Toronto, Canada and Zurich, Switzerland. Romero has been a finalist for the Heideman Award, a semi-finalist for the Princess Grace Award, nominated for the F. Otto Haas Award for an Emerging Philadelphia Theater Artist and was selected as the first-ever Resident Writer of the ArtsEdge Residency as well as one of the first three writers selected for the inaugural Philadelphia Dramatists Center/Plays & Players Playwriting Residency. His works are published by Heinemann Press and Playscripts, Inc. Romero received an MFA in Playwriting from The University of Texas-Austin where he held the James A. Michener Fellowship. Romero is currently a Visiting Assistant Professor of Theater at Drexel University and has also taught at the National Theater Institute. ]]></content:encoded>
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		<itunes:subtitle>Next up in our Spring 2011 Treehouse Reading Series is Dandelion Momma by Greg Romero, an enigmatic play that explores memory and family through a fractured remembrance of the Great Depression.</itunes:subtitle>
		<itunes:summary>Next up in our Spring 2011 Treehouse Reading Series is Dandelion Momma by Greg Romero, an enigmatic play that explores memory and family through a fractured remembrance of the Great Depression.</itunes:summary>
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		<title>Ten</title>
		<link>http://www.newleaftheatre.org/blog/2011/rehearsing-inside-the-fossil-cave/</link>
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		<pubDate>Tue, 31 May 2011 16:34:03 +0000</pubDate>
		<dc:creator>Jessica</dc:creator>
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		<category><![CDATA[Jessica Hutchinson]]></category>
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		<description><![CDATA[The Fine Arts Building on South Michigan Avenue was established as an artists’ haven in 1885.  The building is ten stories tall, one of two buildings in Chicago that still employs elevator operators, and alive with the echoes of vocal and instrumental artists, working away in their separate studios.  

Working in one of those studios during the Lighthousekeeping rehearsal has been a gift.  Downtown, its location has prepared us for the neighborhood in which we’ll be performing, and the size and feel of the building itself has a lot to say to the scope of the story we’re telling.  This physical space has certainly informed our work.  ]]></description>
			<content:encoded><![CDATA[<a href="http://www.newleaftheatre.org/about.php"><img class="alignleft size-medium wp-image-634" title="jess" src="http://www.newleaftheatre.org/blog/wp-content/uploads/2011/05/jess-199x300.jpg" alt="" width="199" height="300" /></a><strong>Jessica Hutchinson is the Artistic Director of New Leaf Theatre and the director of <em><a href="http://dcatheater.org/lighthousekeeping">Lighthousekeeping</a></em>.</strong>

The <a href="http://www.fineartsbuilding.tv/">Fine Arts Building on South Michigan Avenue</a> was established as an artists’ haven in 1885, and housed - among other artistic institutions - the <a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Little_Theatre_Movement">Little Theater of Chicago</a>, by some measures the city's first storefront theatre.  The building is ten stories tall, one of two buildings in Chicago that still employs elevator operators, and alive with the echoes of vocal and instrumental artists, working away in their separate studios.

<img class="alignright size-medium wp-image-645" title="The Fine Arts Building" src="http://www.newleaftheatre.org/blog/wp-content/uploads/2011/06/DSC_0003_med-200x300.jpg" alt="" width="150" />Working in one of those studios - Malcolm Ruhl's new rehearsal space at <a href="http://www.finalscoremusic.com/">Final Score Music</a> - during the Lighthousekeeping rehearsal has been a gift.  Downtown, its location has prepared us for the neighborhood in which we’ll be performing, and the size and feel of the building itself has a lot to say to the scope of the story we’re telling.  This physical space has certainly informed our work.

Part of what we’ve always valued about the New Leaf rehearsal process in the LPCC is rehearsing and performing in the same place, a luxury that allows us to bake the show and its life into the walls.  During this process, I think the reverse has happened; the walls, steeped as they are in a creative history, have baked themselves into us.

<a href="http://www.newleaftheatre.org/blog/wp-content/uploads/2011/05/fossil-cave-1.jpg"><img class="alignright size-medium wp-image-633" title="fossil cave 1" src="http://www.newleaftheatre.org/blog/wp-content/uploads/2011/05/fossil-cave-1-300x225.jpg" alt="" width="300" height="225" /></a>In <em>Lighthousekeeping</em>, a cave is discovered in the mid-1800’s that is lined and framed with fossils.  So to, the stories we tell, the records we make of our own lives are framed as our personal fossil records, “cumulative deposits,” the individual images frozen in time that make up our lives.

On Saturday, we took the day to really inhabit our Fine Arts Building home, and see what it had to teach us about waking up a space with so much history living in its walls.  Our cast broke into two groups and was given a menu of elements the original 3-act pieces they were to create should contain – things like 15 consecutive seconds of stillness, a moment of everyone looking up, music from an unexpected source.  And the best one – the perfect use of space, any space they could access in the building.  They were given 30 minutes, and titles for the three acts: The World As It Was, The World As It Is, The World As It Could Be.

<a href="http://www.newleaftheatre.org/blog/wp-content/uploads/2011/05/blog-post-3.jpg"><img class="alignleft size-medium wp-image-632" title="blog post 3" src="http://www.newleaftheatre.org/blog/wp-content/uploads/2011/05/blog-post-3-300x223.jpg" alt="" width="300" height="223" /></a>The moments the actors created were stunning, beautiful images, the creation of which opened our ensemble’s eyes and minds to wonder about the other people who inhabited these rooms and walked these halls before us.  These moments are hard to describe in words – they were pictures that blended into other pictures, made up of benches and clocks and dark hallways and arias.  There were staircases and elevators and rewards for each audience's willingness to take risks in spaces that weren't comfortable at first.

Excited as we are to move to the DCA space this week, there is something magical, almost mystical about the Fine Arts Building that I’m reluctant to leave behind.  My hope is that, like our story suggests, nothing can be left or forgotten, that we carry our fossil caves with us, adding to them, making room for more, still holding to what came before, and letting what we learn in one journey transform our experience of the next.]]></content:encoded>
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		<title>The moment before&#8230;</title>
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		<pubDate>Wed, 05 Oct 2011 17:48:03 +0000</pubDate>
		<dc:creator>Marsha</dc:creator>
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		<description><![CDATA[It's one of the fundamental things on the actor checklist: the moment before.  What were you doing in the days, hours, minutes, seconds before you walk onstage or before the scene starts. In Burying Miss America, Jean talks about all the work that her mother's funeral requires. The text is full of references to the [...]]]></description>
			<content:encoded><![CDATA[It's one of the fundamental things on the actor checklist: the moment  before.  What were you doing in the days, hours, minutes, seconds  before you walk onstage or before the scene starts.

<a href="../wp-content/uploads/2011/10/300786_10150332789372660_8231532659_7784659_132217773_n.jpg" target="_blank"><img class="alignleft" title="&quot;All the people that brought flowers or food or  anything...&quot;" src="../wp-content/uploads/2011/10/300786_10150332789372660_8231532659_7784659_132217773_n-300x200.jpg" alt="" width="300" height="200" /></a>In <em>Burying Miss  America</em>, Jean  talks about all the work that her mother's funeral requires. The text is  full of references to the arrangements, the food, the thank you notes. I  did my homework, and I had a pretty good idea of Jean's day before the  play starts. Get up, pack snacks and hand wipes and crayons, and  probably tissues, get myself  dressed, maybe curl my hair, get the kids  up and dressed and fed but make sure they don't get food on their nice  clothes and pile them into the car but make sure the sitter is on call  to take them home when they get tired and thaw one of the  casseroles for them for dinner and of course, start the list of thank  you notes that will take up most of tomorrow and the next day. In short,  I thought I was ready.

And then came tech.

I like to  think of theatre as the epitome of a collaborative art -- the acting,  writing, direction, design, all working together to tell a story.  We  invite the design team to rehearsals so they can see where the show is  going and make sure the design world and the acting world all occupy the  same place on the planet.  I will admit my own actorly bias here and  say that I usually think of this as the design being informed by the  rehearsal.  But not anymore.

On the Tuesday of tech week, Jess  talks me through the opening moments of the show.  I stand wrapped in  Rachel's pitch-perfect costume,  In the blackout, I walk to Michelle's  dazzling white casket, surrounded by glorious and vibrant flowers.   Nick's music evokes open plains and empty rooms in my head.  And then  Jared's lights stream through the windows and it hits me hard -- like a  ton of bricks, like a punch in the gut: THIS is the moment before.  Yes,  Jeanie had a busy day, full of all those tasks, but underneath it all  this is the current that's been running since she got the news.  This  loud silence, this overflowing emptiness.

When we say New Leaf  is a Producing Ensemble, this is what we mean.  We're telling the story  to and with each other in rehearsal so we can tell it to and with you in  performance.

And I'll tell you one more thing: I will hold on  to this particular moment before long after we close.]]></content:encoded>
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		<title>This or That</title>
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		<pubDate>Thu, 29 Sep 2011 13:47:58 +0000</pubDate>
		<dc:creator>Brian Golden</dc:creator>
				<category><![CDATA[Memories]]></category>
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		<category><![CDATA[Burying Miss America]]></category>
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		<description><![CDATA[I found myself in the old neighborhood last night. I was walking home from some meeting or rehearsal, fighting the desire to give up and catch the bus, when I realized I was no more than a couple blocks from my first Chicago apartment. About the time I had this thought, my day’s consumption of [...]]]></description>
			<content:encoded><![CDATA[<img src="http://www.newleaftheatre.org/blog/wp-content/uploads/2011/09/T7_20101-730x365-300x150.jpg" alt="" title="T7_20101-730x365" width="300" height="150" class="alignright size-medium wp-image-696" />I found myself in the old neighborhood last night.

I was walking home from some meeting or rehearsal, fighting the desire to give up and catch the bus, when I realized I was no more than a couple blocks from my first Chicago apartment. About the time I had this thought, my day’s consumption of coffee caught up with me, and using the bathroom as soon as possible became urgently necessary. Without thinking, I wandered in to the familiar coffee shop where, for a dark year or two, I probably spent more time than in any other place in the city – answering emails, playing online poker, starting a theatre company, writing (not really, although I pretended) and uncorking the incredible time-wasting powers of the internet.

I used the bathroom (new automatic soap dispenser – good for them) and after that, after ordering a coffee and pleasing myself by correctly answering the “ten cent discount” trivia question written daily on the blackboard menu, I stood in the middle of the place, looking at the new, artful wall design and gazing at the armada of two-top and four-top tile tables. As I began to remember that I’d sat <em>there</em> to conduct interviews for a certain position on my staff, and <em>over there</em> when I had lunch many years ago with so and so, a question began to nag me – was the feeling I was experiencing good or bad?

We live in an evaluative culture. Our most loved forms of entertainment no longer involve tragedy or comedy, but judgment. On television, a panel of experts/“the rest of the house”/a super-sexy bachelor hands out scores so that one singer/housemate/super-sexy bachelorette goes home, and another returns next week. In sports, our love for the mythology of achievement (he hit the ball a mile!) has, in the last decade, been, if not replaced, <em>consumed</em> by an obsession for the cold statistics and managerial power of controlling our own fantasy teams (he’s averaging 18.4 touches per game!). On the internet, countless websites have risen to fame by offering no more than the opportunity to judge – this girl or that girl, thumbs up or thumbs down, “rate your experience”, this or that.

Some feelings, though, aren’t good or bad. They just are. My play, <em>Burying Miss America</em>, which the astounding New Leaf Theatre opens tonight, is, in a way, about the ambiguity of those kind of emotions. For me, coming home – whether to the house and town in southeast Iowa where I lived the first eighteen years of my life, or to a coffee shop that still carries the ghosts of a previous version of myself – is one of those feelings. Coming home is too good, too incandescent, too joyous and sentimental and hopeful and safe to be bad. And it is, at the same, too anxiety-filled, too claustrophobic, too alien, too distant, too no-longer-me to be good. It is both. It is neither. It just is.

<strong>Brian Golden is the playwright behind <em>Burying Miss America</em> and is artistic director of <a href="http://theatreseven.org">Theatre Seven of Chicago</a>.</strong>]]></content:encoded>
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		<title>The Treehouse Bears Fruit</title>
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		<pubDate>Tue, 27 Sep 2011 17:40:48 +0000</pubDate>
		<dc:creator>Josh Sobel</dc:creator>
				<category><![CDATA[Treehouse]]></category>

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		<description><![CDATA[It gives me enormous pleasure to see BURYING MISS AMERICA opening this week as the first production of our 2011-2012 Season. Not only is this a beautiful new play by an exciting Chicago artist and wonderful friend of New Leaf, but it is also the culmination of our first revamped Treehouse play development process. This [...]]]></description>
			<content:encoded><![CDATA[<a href="http://www.newleaftheatre.org/current.php"><img src="http://www.newleaftheatre.org/blog/wp-content/uploads/2011/09/Burying-Miss-America-219x300.jpg" alt="" title="Burying-Miss-America" width="219" height="300" class="alignright size-medium wp-image-689" /></a>It gives me enormous pleasure to see  BURYING MISS AMERICA opening this week as the first production of our 2011-2012 Season.  Not only is this a beautiful new play by an exciting Chicago artist and wonderful friend of New Leaf, but it is also the culmination of our first revamped Treehouse play development process. This play has journeyed through its initial workshopping to last season’s Treehouse Readings Series to now find its home as New Leaf’s World Premiere season opener. Congratulations to all involved!

Our commitment to playwrights and the development of the next wave of new theatrical work comes to fruition with BURYING MISS AMERICA, but this is only the beginning of something incredibly special. And it continues on with this season’s slate of six new plays, selected to be part of the 2011-2012 Treehouse Readings Series.

This round of Treehouse began with a call for scripts addressing our chosen thematic element: “CRITICAL MASS.” We encouraged writers to explore all of the possibilities and meanings that this phrase held, and we are proud to announce six rousing plays that rose to the challenge, from playwrights inside and outside of Chicago. Here’s what we have coming up this Fall:

We kick off in September with a darkly comic look at the line between faith and fanaticism with <strong>D.W. Gregory’s biting play SALVATION ROAD</strong>, directed by Sideshow Theatre Company’s Megan Smith. We are thrilled to welcome Ms. Gregory, a much admired and well-travelled playwright based in Washington D.C., to the Treehouse roster as we delve into her troubling yet humorous journey that begs the question: How do you rescue someone who doesn’t want to be saved?

Come October we welcome two new voices to the New Leaf playground: Jessica Hinds and Krista D’Agostino! <strong>Ms. Hinds’ soulful play, WHAT DIES INSIDE US WHILE WE LIVE</strong>, introduces us to a world run dry, a bleak future Earth presented in a fashion that I am thrilled to say that I have never quite experienced before! Director Krista D’Agostino, a recent Chicago transplant from the great city of Boston, helps explore the choice of whether to face adulthood head-on, or to run away as fast as possible.

November welcomes back a great friend of New Leaf, <strong>Emily Dendinger, with her play UNTRAINED IN GEOMETRY</strong>, helmed by our very own Artistic Director Jessica Hutchinson. We were all both thrilled for Emily and sad to see her go, as she recently began her MFA in Playwriting at University of Iowa Playwrights Workshop, but Chicago gets her back as we feature her wildly entertaining screwball romantic comedy about fate, farce and fidelity.

With that we wrap up our Fall Treehouse Readings, and begin to prepare for our Spring readings, which include A PERFECT SHADE OF SKYLINE GREY by Mark Mason, RADIO GHOSTS by Greg Romero (last season’s reading DANDELION MOMMA), and STILL LIFE OF A MOVING PICTURE by David Strattan White. (Keep your eyes peeled for more info on each of these fabulous new works!)

But that’s not all! We are days away from announcing the thematic element for our next call for scripts, to be considered for the 2012-2013 Treehouse Readings Series, so stay tuned - same Leaf time, same Leaf place, same Leaf channel. ]]></content:encoded>
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		<title>In the details&#8230;</title>
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		<pubDate>Wed, 21 Sep 2011 20:45:37 +0000</pubDate>
		<dc:creator>Marsha</dc:creator>
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		<description><![CDATA["While I was waiting for you before, I made this list. All the people that brought food. Or flowers. Or anything. The ordinary, average, worshiped her from all the pageants people. They get a note." I've gotten to know this person called Jean Russell pretty well over the last few weeks, diving into the words [...]]]></description>
			<content:encoded><![CDATA[<em><a href="http://www.newleaftheatre.org/blog/wp-content/uploads/2011/09/IMG_20110920_1941091.jpg"><img class="size-medium wp-image-684 alignnone" title="&quot;She Was Someone Very Special&quot;" src="http://www.newleaftheatre.org/blog/wp-content/uploads/2011/09/IMG_20110920_1941091-300x224.jpg" alt="" width="300" height="224" /></a></em><em></em>

<em>"While I was waiting for you before, I made this list. All the  people that brought food. Or flowers. Or anything. The ordinary,  average, worshiped her from all the pageants people. They get a note."
</em>

I've gotten to know this person called Jean Russell pretty well over the last few weeks, diving into the words she says, delving in to her life story.  What began as painting in broad strokes has evolved into more detailed brushwork, and as we get ready to welcome our first preview audiences on Thursday, I find my mind occupied with the minutia of Jean's day-to-day world.

Rachel brought in the perfect bag for Jean -- big enough to be a "mom" purse, but small enough to be appropriate for a special occasion -- and I've been contemplating what lives in Jeanie's purse besides the obvious wallet and keys.  A book? Mints? Gum? Tissues? Hand wipes? Snacks for the kids?  All of the above.

And the thank you notes - part obligation, part expression of gratitude.  I asked Michelle if I could pick out the notes Jean uses, and so I took myself shopping. I found the perfect notes: elegant but not frivolous, sold in bulk quantities because goodness knows Jean has a lot of notes to write and not a lot to spend.  And while I was in the stationery aisle, I started looking at sympathy cards.  Of course Jean received tons of them, from her mother's admirers, from all the people in Nebraska's fourth largest town that knew and loved her.  Some of them were lovely - heartfelt and simple, offers of support, expressions of love and concern. And some of them were Just. So. Awful. Saccharine, flowery, simpering eulogies overflowing with gushing praise and bad poetry.  And just like that, in the middle of Target, I had a new understanding of what the past few days had been like for Jeanie.  She must have opened and read dozens, maybe hundreds of these cards.  Some would have made her cry with their sincerity, some would have made her gag with their syrupy sweetness.  But all of them would be from people she knew, people reaching for the right words to convey their own feelings of sadness, people trying to connect in the face of unexpected loss.

I know most audience members won't notice or think about the cards.  But now you will.  Won't you?]]></content:encoded>
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		<title>The Search for Shape</title>
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		<pubDate>Sat, 04 Jun 2011 17:19:26 +0000</pubDate>
		<dc:creator>Michelle</dc:creator>
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		<description><![CDATA[Michelle Lilly is part of the production ensemble of New Leaf Theatre and is the Scenic Designer for Lighthousekeeping. One of my favorite parts of any design process is the shape search. This typically takes place once the basic storytelling concepts are down, but we’re still looking for the specifics of what the world of [...]]]></description>
			<content:encoded><![CDATA[<a href="http://www.newleaftheatre.org/about.php"><img src="http://www.newleaftheatre.org/blog/wp-content/uploads/2011/05/michelle-229x300.jpg" alt="" title="michelle" width="229" height="300" class="alignleft size-medium wp-image-640" /></a><strong>Michelle Lilly is part of the production ensemble of <a href="http://newleaftheatre.org">New Leaf Theatre</a> and is the Scenic Designer for <a href="http://dcatheater.org/lighthousekeeping">Lighthousekeeping</a>.</strong>

One of my favorite parts of any design process is the shape search.  This typically takes place once the basic storytelling concepts are down, but we’re still looking for the specifics of what the world of the play looks, sounds, and feels like. 
 
The first thing I’m usually thinking about is the basic presence of the set in relation to the story we’re telling and how we’re telling it.  Is it looming?  Is it sensual?  Is it quiet and unassuming?  Audacious?  Commanding?  What role does the environment play in getting this story across to the audience?  How do the characters interact with it?  How do they feel about it?  When asking these questions, I find myself searching for its shape in everything; obviously in my research, but also while I’m commuting, while I’m at work, while I’m watching a movie, or walking around Home Depot.  When I’m in this stage, I look at everything to see its shape and line first.  I stare at the way the sun hits the bricks on a building on Grand Avenue.  I look at bikes, trains, a pile of trash, trees, mailboxes, searching for the shadowy shape I’m looking for.  Sometimes I don’t know what it is, but I know I’ll know it when I see it. 
 
<a href="http://www.newleaftheatre.org/blog/wp-content/uploads/2011/05/DSC_0022_med.jpg"><img src="http://www.newleaftheatre.org/blog/wp-content/uploads/2011/05/DSC_0022_med-300x200.jpg" alt="" title="DSC_0022_med" width="300" height="200" class="alignright size-medium wp-image-641" /></a>Every design is like a puzzle.  It’s often like a <a href="http://www.nickbantock.com/">Nick Bantock</a> puzzle, which takes days and maybe weeks to crack, but the answer is there if you stay with it long enough.  I have to push and work at it, and eventually I get so frustrated that I almost give up, and then my mind relaxes, and a large part of the solution suddenly surfaces.  A lot of times I’ve found the answer, or the key to the series of rooms that leads to the answer, in completely unexpected places. 
 
I recently visited the architecture exhibit at the Museum of Modern Art in New York, and as architecture is tough to present in a gallery, what they presented instead was process pieces.  This was completely awesome.  Crayon sketches by Mies van der Rohe, huge scale models of commercial buildings, sketches of suggestions for the new World Trade Center Memorial building, scribbles and hand-scrawled notes.   There was a model of the <a href="http://www.mercedes-benz-classic.com/content/classic/mpc/mpc_classic_website/en/mpc_home/mbc/home/museum/overview_museum.html" target="_blank">Mercedes-Benz museum in Stuttgart, Germany</a>, and there were process sketches in which the architect is clearly trying to find the unique shape that the museum eventually takes.  There are sketches, paper cutouts, and finally a white dinner plate drawn on with a black marker.  The dinner plate captures the curves the architect was looking for. <em> And they hung it on a museum wall.</em>
 
Lighthousekeeping has been an especially challenging shape search. What is the shape of loss?  What is the shape of fear?  What is the physical appearance of being completely and suddenly unmoored?  What is the shape of love?  Which of these shapes do I show, and which do I let the audience find on their own?

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		<title>The Secrets of a Literary Text</title>
		<link>http://www.newleaftheatre.org/blog/2011/the-secrets-of-a-literary-text-2/</link>
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		<pubDate>Thu, 02 Jun 2011 16:55:34 +0000</pubDate>
		<dc:creator>Georgette Kelly</dc:creator>
				<category><![CDATA[Thoughts on the Process]]></category>
		<category><![CDATA[D. Soyini Madison]]></category>
		<category><![CDATA[Georgette Kelly]]></category>
		<category><![CDATA[Jeanette Winterson]]></category>
		<category><![CDATA[Lighthousekeeping]]></category>

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		<description><![CDATA[When I first read Jeanette Winterson’s <a href="http://www.jeanettewinterson.com/pages/content/index.asp?PageID=20" target="_blank"><em>Lighthousekeeping</em></a>, I knew I would read it again.  And again.  And again.  

I read the book in waves and cycles.  I reached for it with each major change in my life.  I returned to the lighthouse when I needed to cope with isolation, loss, grief, and distance.]]></description>
			<content:encoded><![CDATA[<img src="http://www.newleaftheatre.org/blog/wp-content/uploads/2011/05/Screen-shot-2011-05-30-at-1.12.23-PM-229x300.png" alt="" title="Screen shot 2011-05-30 at 1.12.23 PM" width="200"  class="alignleft size-medium wp-image-651" /><strong>Georgette Kelly is the playwright of Lighthousekeeping, a work she adapted from the novel by Jeanette Winterson.</strong>

When I first read Jeanette Winterson’s <a href="http://www.jeanettewinterson.com/pages/content/index.asp?PageID=20" target="_blank"><em>Lighthousekeeping</em></a>, I knew I would read it again.  And again.  And again.  

I read the book in waves and cycles.  I reached for it with each major change in my life.  I returned to the lighthouse when I needed to cope with isolation, loss, grief, and distance.

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<a href="http://www.newleaftheatre.org/blog/wp-content/uploads/2011/05/DSC_0030_med.jpg"><img src="http://www.newleaftheatre.org/blog/wp-content/uploads/2011/05/DSC_0030_med-300x200.jpg" alt="" title="Be happy." width="300" height="200" class="alignright size-medium wp-image-653" /></a>As I read and re-read, the book’s characters began to inhabit my mind and unfurl their secrets.   The more I read, the more I wanted to know them intimately, first-hand, through a live experience.  I wanted to meet them.  In other words, I wanted my literary experience to be enriched by performance.

Performance Studies scholar <a href="http://books.google.com/books?id=EtG3WQyeWW8C&pg=PA143&lpg=PA143&dq=d+soyini+madison+remembering+oral+history+my+desire+is+for+the+poor&source=bl&ots=xRtLnssXzV&sig=qKIZpgRqpF8KfHR27pJZspR2le4&hl=en&ei=0d7jTZD4NMG2tgfxwtzeCQ&sa=X&oi=book_result&ct=result&resnum=2&ved=0CB8Q6AEwAQ#v=onepage&q=d%20soyini%20madison%20remembering%20oral%20history%20my%20desire%20is%20for%20the%20poor&f=false" target="_blank">D. Soyini Madison has written</a> that “Performance opens the secrets of a literary text…[and] this is a political enterprise.  It involves unearthing the subtext in literature and the unearthing of subtext in experience.  But the archeology of unearthing is never neat.”   

Through writing plays based in literature, I strive to unearth the secrets that Madison describes.   It is not that I want my plays to be messy.  Indeed, I want them to be well structured, with very precise language.  But I do want them to question core assumptions, to dig up the (sub)text that has been buried by everyday life.  I want to tell stories that are open-ended, cross the boundaries of the fourth wall, and insist upon an active, questioning audience.  

<a href="http://www.newleaftheatre.org/blog/wp-content/uploads/2011/05/DSC_0016_med.jpg"><img src="http://www.newleaftheatre.org/blog/wp-content/uploads/2011/05/DSC_0016_med-300x200.jpg" alt="" title="DSC_0016_med" width="300" height="200" class="alignleft size-medium wp-image-652" /></a>This is never neat.  It is unsettling and demanding, and these very qualities draw me to performance.  Theatre requires that I abandon my individual reality and join with others in a shared truth: the world of the play.  As audiences and artists, we must agree to a precarious collective, lasting only a few hours, where our assumptions about life can be shaken.  In the best theatrical experiences, both audiences and artists leave with questions—about how we interact with others, how we shape our realities, and how we tell our own stories.  These questions change us.

When I fall in love with a literary text, as I have fallen in love with <a href="http://dcatheater.org/lighthousekeeping">Lighthousekeeping</a>, I use performance as a tool to study it.  The process changes me too; theatrical adaptation is my lens to clarify the text, therefore I become a playwright.  Once the text is embodied, it reveals more about itself and, subsequently, I learn more about myself.  This learning process has had a profound impact on the way I see the world.  It is my goal that my audiences also gain insight into the literary texts I explore, and into the subtext of their own experiences.

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		<title>Rehearsing inside the Fossil Cave</title>
		<link>http://www.newleaftheatre.org/blog/2011/rehearsing-inside-the-fossil-cave/</link>
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		<pubDate>Tue, 31 May 2011 16:34:03 +0000</pubDate>
		<dc:creator>Jessica</dc:creator>
				<category><![CDATA[rehearsal]]></category>
		<category><![CDATA[Fine Arts Building]]></category>
		<category><![CDATA[Jessica Hutchinson]]></category>
		<category><![CDATA[Lighthousekeeping]]></category>

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		<description><![CDATA[The Fine Arts Building on South Michigan Avenue was established as an artists’ haven in 1885.  The building is ten stories tall, one of two buildings in Chicago that still employs elevator operators, and alive with the echoes of vocal and instrumental artists, working away in their separate studios.  

Working in one of those studios during the Lighthousekeeping rehearsal has been a gift.  Downtown, its location has prepared us for the neighborhood in which we’ll be performing, and the size and feel of the building itself has a lot to say to the scope of the story we’re telling.  This physical space has certainly informed our work.  ]]></description>
			<content:encoded><![CDATA[<a href="http://www.newleaftheatre.org/about.php"><img class="alignleft size-medium wp-image-634" title="jess" src="http://www.newleaftheatre.org/blog/wp-content/uploads/2011/05/jess-199x300.jpg" alt="" width="199" height="300" /></a><strong>Jessica Hutchinson is the Artistic Director of New Leaf Theatre and the director of <em><a href="http://dcatheater.org/lighthousekeeping">Lighthousekeeping</a></em>.</strong>

The <a href="http://www.fineartsbuilding.tv/">Fine Arts Building on South Michigan Avenue</a> was established as an artists’ haven in 1885, and housed - among other artistic institutions - the <a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Little_Theatre_Movement">Little Theater of Chicago</a>, by some measures the city's first storefront theatre.  The building is ten stories tall, one of two buildings in Chicago that still employs elevator operators, and alive with the echoes of vocal and instrumental artists, working away in their separate studios.

<img class="alignright size-medium wp-image-645" title="The Fine Arts Building" src="http://www.newleaftheatre.org/blog/wp-content/uploads/2011/06/DSC_0003_med-200x300.jpg" alt="" width="150" />Working in one of those studios - Malcolm Ruhl's new rehearsal space at <a href="http://www.finalscoremusic.com/">Final Score Music</a> - during the Lighthousekeeping rehearsal has been a gift.  Downtown, its location has prepared us for the neighborhood in which we’ll be performing, and the size and feel of the building itself has a lot to say to the scope of the story we’re telling.  This physical space has certainly informed our work.

Part of what we’ve always valued about the New Leaf rehearsal process in the LPCC is rehearsing and performing in the same place, a luxury that allows us to bake the show and its life into the walls.  During this process, I think the reverse has happened; the walls, steeped as they are in a creative history, have baked themselves into us.

<a href="http://www.newleaftheatre.org/blog/wp-content/uploads/2011/05/fossil-cave-1.jpg"><img class="alignright size-medium wp-image-633" title="fossil cave 1" src="http://www.newleaftheatre.org/blog/wp-content/uploads/2011/05/fossil-cave-1-300x225.jpg" alt="" width="300" height="225" /></a>In <em>Lighthousekeeping</em>, a cave is discovered in the mid-1800’s that is lined and framed with fossils.  So to, the stories we tell, the records we make of our own lives are framed as our personal fossil records, “cumulative deposits,” the individual images frozen in time that make up our lives.

On Saturday, we took the day to really inhabit our Fine Arts Building home, and see what it had to teach us about waking up a space with so much history living in its walls.  Our cast broke into two groups and was given a menu of elements the original 3-act pieces they were to create should contain – things like 15 consecutive seconds of stillness, a moment of everyone looking up, music from an unexpected source.  And the best one – the perfect use of space, any space they could access in the building.  They were given 30 minutes, and titles for the three acts: The World As It Was, The World As It Is, The World As It Could Be.

<a href="http://www.newleaftheatre.org/blog/wp-content/uploads/2011/05/blog-post-3.jpg"><img class="alignleft size-medium wp-image-632" title="blog post 3" src="http://www.newleaftheatre.org/blog/wp-content/uploads/2011/05/blog-post-3-300x223.jpg" alt="" width="300" height="223" /></a>The moments the actors created were stunning, beautiful images, the creation of which opened our ensemble’s eyes and minds to wonder about the other people who inhabited these rooms and walked these halls before us.  These moments are hard to describe in words – they were pictures that blended into other pictures, made up of benches and clocks and dark hallways and arias.  There were staircases and elevators and rewards for each audience's willingness to take risks in spaces that weren't comfortable at first.

Excited as we are to move to the DCA space this week, there is something magical, almost mystical about the Fine Arts Building that I’m reluctant to leave behind.  My hope is that, like our story suggests, nothing can be left or forgotten, that we carry our fossil caves with us, adding to them, making room for more, still holding to what came before, and letting what we learn in one journey transform our experience of the next.]]></content:encoded>
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		<title>Treehouse Reading &#8211; How We Got On</title>
		<link>http://www.newleaftheatre.org/blog/2011/treehouse-how-we-got-on/</link>
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		<pubDate>Tue, 24 May 2011 04:19:01 +0000</pubDate>
		<dc:creator>Josh Sobel</dc:creator>
				<category><![CDATA[Treehouse]]></category>
		<category><![CDATA[How We Got On]]></category>
		<category><![CDATA[Idris Goodwin]]></category>

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		<description><![CDATA[The final play in our Spring 2011 Treehouse Reading Series is How We Got On by Idris Goodwin. Click on the player below to hear the entire recording, or subscribe to our podcast on iTunes. Synopsis A classic American coming-of-age tale with a unique hip-hop treatment: domestic suburban life remixed. The Selector, our DJ/Narrator, samples [...]]]></description>
			<content:encoded><![CDATA[The final play in our Spring 2011 Treehouse Reading Series is <strong>How We Got On</strong> by Idris Goodwin.  Click on the player below to hear the entire recording, or <a href="http://itunes.apple.com/us/podcast/new-leaf-theatre-podcast/id251141038">subscribe to our podcast on iTunes</a>.

<h3>Synopsis</h3>
A classic American coming-of-age tale with a unique hip-hop treatment: domestic suburban life remixed. The Selector, our DJ/Narrator, samples and loops us through the lives of three Midwestern teen rappers who have yet to discover the power of harmony over discord. 

<a href="http://idrisgoodwin.blogspot.com/"><img src="http://www.newleaftheatre.org/blog/wp-content/uploads/2011/05/idris-150x150.jpg" alt="" title="idris" width="150" height="150" class="alignleft size-thumbnail wp-image-625" /><strong>About Idris Goodwin</strong></a>
Idris Goodwin is an award-winning playwright, poet and performer who uses hip hop arts to create original genre defying performances. From Chicago's Steppenwolf Theater to Minneapolis' Pilsbury House Theater to Albuquerque's Kimo Theater, Goodwin's innovative work is showcased across the nation. In 2005, the NNPN New Plays Showcase at Stanford featured his play Braising; since then, The National Endowment for the Arts, The Ford Foundation, The Hip Hop Theater Festival and The Illinois Arts Council have supported his writing. He has performed on HBO, The Discovery Channel and garnered praise from The New York Times and National Public Radio. These Are The Breaks, his debut collection of hip hop prose will be widely released in March. Currently, Goodwin is a member of the Playwrights Workshop at the University of Iowa.]]></content:encoded>
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			<itunes:keywords>How We Got On,Idris Goodwin</itunes:keywords>
		<itunes:subtitle>The final play in our Spring 2011 Treehouse Reading Series is How We Got On by Idris Goodwin.  Click on the player below to hear the entire recording, or subscribe to our podcast on iTunes. - Synopsis A classic American coming-of-age tale with a uniq...</itunes:subtitle>
		<itunes:summary>The final play in our Spring 2011 Treehouse Reading Series is How We Got On by Idris Goodwin.  Click on the player below to hear the entire recording, or subscribe to our podcast on iTunes.

Synopsis
A classic American coming-of-age tale with a unique hip-hop treatment: domestic suburban life remixed. The Selector, our DJ/Narrator, samples and loops us through the lives of three Midwestern teen rappers who have yet to discover the power of harmony over discord. 

About Idris Goodwin
Idris Goodwin is an award-winning playwright, poet and performer who uses hip hop arts to create original genre defying performances. From Chicago&#039;s Steppenwolf Theater to Minneapolis&#039; Pilsbury House Theater to Albuquerque&#039;s Kimo Theater, Goodwin&#039;s innovative work is showcased across the nation. In 2005, the NNPN New Plays Showcase at Stanford featured his play Braising; since then, The National Endowment for the Arts, The Ford Foundation, The Hip Hop Theater Festival and The Illinois Arts Council have supported his writing. He has performed on HBO, The Discovery Channel and garnered praise from The New York Times and National Public Radio. These Are The Breaks, his debut collection of hip hop prose will be widely released in March. Currently, Goodwin is a member of the Playwrights Workshop at the University of Iowa.</itunes:summary>
		<itunes:author>New Leaf Theatre</itunes:author>
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		<itunes:duration>1:20:55</itunes:duration>
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		<title>Treehouse Reading &#8211; Dandelion Momma</title>
		<link>http://www.newleaftheatre.org/blog/2011/treehouse-dandelion-momma/</link>
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		<pubDate>Tue, 26 Apr 2011 04:13:55 +0000</pubDate>
		<dc:creator>Josh Sobel</dc:creator>
				<category><![CDATA[Treehouse]]></category>
		<category><![CDATA[Dandelion Momma]]></category>
		<category><![CDATA[Greg Romero]]></category>

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		<description><![CDATA[Next up in our Spring 2011 Treehouse Reading Series is <strong>Dandelion Momma</strong> by Greg Romero, an enigmatic play that explores memory and family through a fractured remembrance of the Great Depression.]]></description>
			<content:encoded><![CDATA[Next up in our Spring 2011 Treehouse Reading Series is <strong>Dandelion Momma</strong> by Greg Romero.  Click on the player below to hear the entire recording, or <a href="http://itunes.apple.com/us/podcast/new-leaf-theatre-podcast/id251141038">subscribe to our podcast on iTunes</a>.

<h3>Synopsis</h3>
 A 100-year old woman reflects on her life through broken pieces of memory. An eight-year old girl takes care of wayward dandelions and sees the lights inside of people. A farm girl and a writer search for life while planting seeds in the hardened ground of the Great Depression. The ground becomes harder, the girl becomes tired, the air becomes heavier and something new must be born.

<a href="http://gregromero.blogspot.com/"><img src="http://www.newleaftheatre.org/blog/wp-content/uploads/2011/05/Greg-halcyon-150x150.jpg" alt="" title="Greg halcyon" width="150" height="150" class="alignleft size-thumbnail wp-image-615" /></a><strong>About Greg Romero</strong>
Greg Romero is a playwright/theater artist whose plays, site-specific projects and participatory live events have been produced in New York, Philadelphia, Austin, Dallas, Denver, Louisville, Phoenix and New Orleans. Romero's collaborations with electronic music composer Mike Vernusky have been produced live in New York, Philadelphia, Austin, and Phoenix, while also receiving airplay in Toronto, Canada and Zurich, Switzerland. Romero has been a finalist for the Heideman Award, a semi-finalist for the Princess Grace Award, nominated for the F. Otto Haas Award for an Emerging Philadelphia Theater Artist and was selected as the first-ever Resident Writer of the ArtsEdge Residency as well as one of the first three writers selected for the inaugural Philadelphia Dramatists Center/Plays & Players Playwriting Residency. His works are published by Heinemann Press and Playscripts, Inc. Romero received an MFA in Playwriting from The University of Texas-Austin where he held the James A. Michener Fellowship. Romero is currently a Visiting Assistant Professor of Theater at Drexel University and has also taught at the National Theater Institute. ]]></content:encoded>
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			<itunes:keywords>Dandelion Momma,Greg Romero</itunes:keywords>
		<itunes:subtitle>Next up in our Spring 2011 Treehouse Reading Series is Dandelion Momma by Greg Romero, an enigmatic play that explores memory and family through a fractured remembrance of the Great Depression.</itunes:subtitle>
		<itunes:summary>Next up in our Spring 2011 Treehouse Reading Series is Dandelion Momma by Greg Romero, an enigmatic play that explores memory and family through a fractured remembrance of the Great Depression.</itunes:summary>
		<itunes:author>New Leaf Theatre</itunes:author>
		<itunes:explicit>no</itunes:explicit>
		<itunes:duration>41:05</itunes:duration>
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		<title>Ten</title>
		<link>http://www.newleaftheatre.org/blog/2011/treehouse-how-we-got-on/</link>
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		<pubDate>Tue, 24 May 2011 04:19:01 +0000</pubDate>
		<dc:creator>Josh Sobel</dc:creator>
				<category><![CDATA[Treehouse]]></category>
		<category><![CDATA[How We Got On]]></category>
		<category><![CDATA[Idris Goodwin]]></category>

		<guid isPermaLink="false">http://www.newleaftheatre.org/blog/?p=624</guid>
		<description><![CDATA[The final play in our Spring 2011 Treehouse Reading Series is How We Got On by Idris Goodwin. Click on the player below to hear the entire recording, or subscribe to our podcast on iTunes. Synopsis A classic American coming-of-age tale with a unique hip-hop treatment: domestic suburban life remixed. The Selector, our DJ/Narrator, samples [...]]]></description>
			<content:encoded><![CDATA[The final play in our Spring 2011 Treehouse Reading Series is <strong>How We Got On</strong> by Idris Goodwin.  Click on the player below to hear the entire recording, or <a href="http://itunes.apple.com/us/podcast/new-leaf-theatre-podcast/id251141038">subscribe to our podcast on iTunes</a>.

<h3>Synopsis</h3>
A classic American coming-of-age tale with a unique hip-hop treatment: domestic suburban life remixed. The Selector, our DJ/Narrator, samples and loops us through the lives of three Midwestern teen rappers who have yet to discover the power of harmony over discord. 

<a href="http://idrisgoodwin.blogspot.com/"><img src="http://www.newleaftheatre.org/blog/wp-content/uploads/2011/05/idris-150x150.jpg" alt="" title="idris" width="150" height="150" class="alignleft size-thumbnail wp-image-625" /><strong>About Idris Goodwin</strong></a>
Idris Goodwin is an award-winning playwright, poet and performer who uses hip hop arts to create original genre defying performances. From Chicago's Steppenwolf Theater to Minneapolis' Pilsbury House Theater to Albuquerque's Kimo Theater, Goodwin's innovative work is showcased across the nation. In 2005, the NNPN New Plays Showcase at Stanford featured his play Braising; since then, The National Endowment for the Arts, The Ford Foundation, The Hip Hop Theater Festival and The Illinois Arts Council have supported his writing. He has performed on HBO, The Discovery Channel and garnered praise from The New York Times and National Public Radio. These Are The Breaks, his debut collection of hip hop prose will be widely released in March. Currently, Goodwin is a member of the Playwrights Workshop at the University of Iowa.]]></content:encoded>
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			<itunes:keywords>How We Got On,Idris Goodwin</itunes:keywords>
		<itunes:subtitle>The final play in our Spring 2011 Treehouse Reading Series is How We Got On by Idris Goodwin.  Click on the player below to hear the entire recording, or subscribe to our podcast on iTunes. - Synopsis A classic American coming-of-age tale with a uniq...</itunes:subtitle>
		<itunes:summary>The final play in our Spring 2011 Treehouse Reading Series is How We Got On by Idris Goodwin.  Click on the player below to hear the entire recording, or subscribe to our podcast on iTunes.

Synopsis
A classic American coming-of-age tale with a unique hip-hop treatment: domestic suburban life remixed. The Selector, our DJ/Narrator, samples and loops us through the lives of three Midwestern teen rappers who have yet to discover the power of harmony over discord. 

About Idris Goodwin
Idris Goodwin is an award-winning playwright, poet and performer who uses hip hop arts to create original genre defying performances. From Chicago&#039;s Steppenwolf Theater to Minneapolis&#039; Pilsbury House Theater to Albuquerque&#039;s Kimo Theater, Goodwin&#039;s innovative work is showcased across the nation. In 2005, the NNPN New Plays Showcase at Stanford featured his play Braising; since then, The National Endowment for the Arts, The Ford Foundation, The Hip Hop Theater Festival and The Illinois Arts Council have supported his writing. He has performed on HBO, The Discovery Channel and garnered praise from The New York Times and National Public Radio. These Are The Breaks, his debut collection of hip hop prose will be widely released in March. Currently, Goodwin is a member of the Playwrights Workshop at the University of Iowa.</itunes:summary>
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		<title>The moment before&#8230;</title>
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		<pubDate>Wed, 05 Oct 2011 17:48:03 +0000</pubDate>
		<dc:creator>Marsha</dc:creator>
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		<description><![CDATA[It's one of the fundamental things on the actor checklist: the moment before.  What were you doing in the days, hours, minutes, seconds before you walk onstage or before the scene starts. In Burying Miss America, Jean talks about all the work that her mother's funeral requires. The text is full of references to the [...]]]></description>
			<content:encoded><![CDATA[It's one of the fundamental things on the actor checklist: the moment  before.  What were you doing in the days, hours, minutes, seconds  before you walk onstage or before the scene starts.

<a href="../wp-content/uploads/2011/10/300786_10150332789372660_8231532659_7784659_132217773_n.jpg" target="_blank"><img class="alignleft" title="&quot;All the people that brought flowers or food or  anything...&quot;" src="../wp-content/uploads/2011/10/300786_10150332789372660_8231532659_7784659_132217773_n-300x200.jpg" alt="" width="300" height="200" /></a>In <em>Burying Miss  America</em>, Jean  talks about all the work that her mother's funeral requires. The text is  full of references to the arrangements, the food, the thank you notes. I  did my homework, and I had a pretty good idea of Jean's day before the  play starts. Get up, pack snacks and hand wipes and crayons, and  probably tissues, get myself  dressed, maybe curl my hair, get the kids  up and dressed and fed but make sure they don't get food on their nice  clothes and pile them into the car but make sure the sitter is on call  to take them home when they get tired and thaw one of the  casseroles for them for dinner and of course, start the list of thank  you notes that will take up most of tomorrow and the next day. In short,  I thought I was ready.

And then came tech.

I like to  think of theatre as the epitome of a collaborative art -- the acting,  writing, direction, design, all working together to tell a story.  We  invite the design team to rehearsals so they can see where the show is  going and make sure the design world and the acting world all occupy the  same place on the planet.  I will admit my own actorly bias here and  say that I usually think of this as the design being informed by the  rehearsal.  But not anymore.

On the Tuesday of tech week, Jess  talks me through the opening moments of the show.  I stand wrapped in  Rachel's pitch-perfect costume,  In the blackout, I walk to Michelle's  dazzling white casket, surrounded by glorious and vibrant flowers.   Nick's music evokes open plains and empty rooms in my head.  And then  Jared's lights stream through the windows and it hits me hard -- like a  ton of bricks, like a punch in the gut: THIS is the moment before.  Yes,  Jeanie had a busy day, full of all those tasks, but underneath it all  this is the current that's been running since she got the news.  This  loud silence, this overflowing emptiness.

When we say New Leaf  is a Producing Ensemble, this is what we mean.  We're telling the story  to and with each other in rehearsal so we can tell it to and with you in  performance.

And I'll tell you one more thing: I will hold on  to this particular moment before long after we close.]]></content:encoded>
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		<title>This or That</title>
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		<pubDate>Thu, 29 Sep 2011 13:47:58 +0000</pubDate>
		<dc:creator>Brian Golden</dc:creator>
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		<description><![CDATA[I found myself in the old neighborhood last night. I was walking home from some meeting or rehearsal, fighting the desire to give up and catch the bus, when I realized I was no more than a couple blocks from my first Chicago apartment. About the time I had this thought, my day’s consumption of [...]]]></description>
			<content:encoded><![CDATA[<img src="http://www.newleaftheatre.org/blog/wp-content/uploads/2011/09/T7_20101-730x365-300x150.jpg" alt="" title="T7_20101-730x365" width="300" height="150" class="alignright size-medium wp-image-696" />I found myself in the old neighborhood last night.

I was walking home from some meeting or rehearsal, fighting the desire to give up and catch the bus, when I realized I was no more than a couple blocks from my first Chicago apartment. About the time I had this thought, my day’s consumption of coffee caught up with me, and using the bathroom as soon as possible became urgently necessary. Without thinking, I wandered in to the familiar coffee shop where, for a dark year or two, I probably spent more time than in any other place in the city – answering emails, playing online poker, starting a theatre company, writing (not really, although I pretended) and uncorking the incredible time-wasting powers of the internet.

I used the bathroom (new automatic soap dispenser – good for them) and after that, after ordering a coffee and pleasing myself by correctly answering the “ten cent discount” trivia question written daily on the blackboard menu, I stood in the middle of the place, looking at the new, artful wall design and gazing at the armada of two-top and four-top tile tables. As I began to remember that I’d sat <em>there</em> to conduct interviews for a certain position on my staff, and <em>over there</em> when I had lunch many years ago with so and so, a question began to nag me – was the feeling I was experiencing good or bad?

We live in an evaluative culture. Our most loved forms of entertainment no longer involve tragedy or comedy, but judgment. On television, a panel of experts/“the rest of the house”/a super-sexy bachelor hands out scores so that one singer/housemate/super-sexy bachelorette goes home, and another returns next week. In sports, our love for the mythology of achievement (he hit the ball a mile!) has, in the last decade, been, if not replaced, <em>consumed</em> by an obsession for the cold statistics and managerial power of controlling our own fantasy teams (he’s averaging 18.4 touches per game!). On the internet, countless websites have risen to fame by offering no more than the opportunity to judge – this girl or that girl, thumbs up or thumbs down, “rate your experience”, this or that.

Some feelings, though, aren’t good or bad. They just are. My play, <em>Burying Miss America</em>, which the astounding New Leaf Theatre opens tonight, is, in a way, about the ambiguity of those kind of emotions. For me, coming home – whether to the house and town in southeast Iowa where I lived the first eighteen years of my life, or to a coffee shop that still carries the ghosts of a previous version of myself – is one of those feelings. Coming home is too good, too incandescent, too joyous and sentimental and hopeful and safe to be bad. And it is, at the same, too anxiety-filled, too claustrophobic, too alien, too distant, too no-longer-me to be good. It is both. It is neither. It just is.

<strong>Brian Golden is the playwright behind <em>Burying Miss America</em> and is artistic director of <a href="http://theatreseven.org">Theatre Seven of Chicago</a>.</strong>]]></content:encoded>
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		<title>The Treehouse Bears Fruit</title>
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		<pubDate>Tue, 27 Sep 2011 17:40:48 +0000</pubDate>
		<dc:creator>Josh Sobel</dc:creator>
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		<description><![CDATA[It gives me enormous pleasure to see BURYING MISS AMERICA opening this week as the first production of our 2011-2012 Season. Not only is this a beautiful new play by an exciting Chicago artist and wonderful friend of New Leaf, but it is also the culmination of our first revamped Treehouse play development process. This [...]]]></description>
			<content:encoded><![CDATA[<a href="http://www.newleaftheatre.org/current.php"><img src="http://www.newleaftheatre.org/blog/wp-content/uploads/2011/09/Burying-Miss-America-219x300.jpg" alt="" title="Burying-Miss-America" width="219" height="300" class="alignright size-medium wp-image-689" /></a>It gives me enormous pleasure to see  BURYING MISS AMERICA opening this week as the first production of our 2011-2012 Season.  Not only is this a beautiful new play by an exciting Chicago artist and wonderful friend of New Leaf, but it is also the culmination of our first revamped Treehouse play development process. This play has journeyed through its initial workshopping to last season’s Treehouse Readings Series to now find its home as New Leaf’s World Premiere season opener. Congratulations to all involved!

Our commitment to playwrights and the development of the next wave of new theatrical work comes to fruition with BURYING MISS AMERICA, but this is only the beginning of something incredibly special. And it continues on with this season’s slate of six new plays, selected to be part of the 2011-2012 Treehouse Readings Series.

This round of Treehouse began with a call for scripts addressing our chosen thematic element: “CRITICAL MASS.” We encouraged writers to explore all of the possibilities and meanings that this phrase held, and we are proud to announce six rousing plays that rose to the challenge, from playwrights inside and outside of Chicago. Here’s what we have coming up this Fall:

We kick off in September with a darkly comic look at the line between faith and fanaticism with <strong>D.W. Gregory’s biting play SALVATION ROAD</strong>, directed by Sideshow Theatre Company’s Megan Smith. We are thrilled to welcome Ms. Gregory, a much admired and well-travelled playwright based in Washington D.C., to the Treehouse roster as we delve into her troubling yet humorous journey that begs the question: How do you rescue someone who doesn’t want to be saved?

Come October we welcome two new voices to the New Leaf playground: Jessica Hinds and Krista D’Agostino! <strong>Ms. Hinds’ soulful play, WHAT DIES INSIDE US WHILE WE LIVE</strong>, introduces us to a world run dry, a bleak future Earth presented in a fashion that I am thrilled to say that I have never quite experienced before! Director Krista D’Agostino, a recent Chicago transplant from the great city of Boston, helps explore the choice of whether to face adulthood head-on, or to run away as fast as possible.

November welcomes back a great friend of New Leaf, <strong>Emily Dendinger, with her play UNTRAINED IN GEOMETRY</strong>, helmed by our very own Artistic Director Jessica Hutchinson. We were all both thrilled for Emily and sad to see her go, as she recently began her MFA in Playwriting at University of Iowa Playwrights Workshop, but Chicago gets her back as we feature her wildly entertaining screwball romantic comedy about fate, farce and fidelity.

With that we wrap up our Fall Treehouse Readings, and begin to prepare for our Spring readings, which include A PERFECT SHADE OF SKYLINE GREY by Mark Mason, RADIO GHOSTS by Greg Romero (last season’s reading DANDELION MOMMA), and STILL LIFE OF A MOVING PICTURE by David Strattan White. (Keep your eyes peeled for more info on each of these fabulous new works!)

But that’s not all! We are days away from announcing the thematic element for our next call for scripts, to be considered for the 2012-2013 Treehouse Readings Series, so stay tuned - same Leaf time, same Leaf place, same Leaf channel. ]]></content:encoded>
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		<title>In the details&#8230;</title>
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		<pubDate>Wed, 21 Sep 2011 20:45:37 +0000</pubDate>
		<dc:creator>Marsha</dc:creator>
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		<description><![CDATA["While I was waiting for you before, I made this list. All the people that brought food. Or flowers. Or anything. The ordinary, average, worshiped her from all the pageants people. They get a note." I've gotten to know this person called Jean Russell pretty well over the last few weeks, diving into the words [...]]]></description>
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<em>"While I was waiting for you before, I made this list. All the  people that brought food. Or flowers. Or anything. The ordinary,  average, worshiped her from all the pageants people. They get a note."
</em>

I've gotten to know this person called Jean Russell pretty well over the last few weeks, diving into the words she says, delving in to her life story.  What began as painting in broad strokes has evolved into more detailed brushwork, and as we get ready to welcome our first preview audiences on Thursday, I find my mind occupied with the minutia of Jean's day-to-day world.

Rachel brought in the perfect bag for Jean -- big enough to be a "mom" purse, but small enough to be appropriate for a special occasion -- and I've been contemplating what lives in Jeanie's purse besides the obvious wallet and keys.  A book? Mints? Gum? Tissues? Hand wipes? Snacks for the kids?  All of the above.

And the thank you notes - part obligation, part expression of gratitude.  I asked Michelle if I could pick out the notes Jean uses, and so I took myself shopping. I found the perfect notes: elegant but not frivolous, sold in bulk quantities because goodness knows Jean has a lot of notes to write and not a lot to spend.  And while I was in the stationery aisle, I started looking at sympathy cards.  Of course Jean received tons of them, from her mother's admirers, from all the people in Nebraska's fourth largest town that knew and loved her.  Some of them were lovely - heartfelt and simple, offers of support, expressions of love and concern. And some of them were Just. So. Awful. Saccharine, flowery, simpering eulogies overflowing with gushing praise and bad poetry.  And just like that, in the middle of Target, I had a new understanding of what the past few days had been like for Jeanie.  She must have opened and read dozens, maybe hundreds of these cards.  Some would have made her cry with their sincerity, some would have made her gag with their syrupy sweetness.  But all of them would be from people she knew, people reaching for the right words to convey their own feelings of sadness, people trying to connect in the face of unexpected loss.

I know most audience members won't notice or think about the cards.  But now you will.  Won't you?]]></content:encoded>
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		<title>The Search for Shape</title>
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		<pubDate>Sat, 04 Jun 2011 17:19:26 +0000</pubDate>
		<dc:creator>Michelle</dc:creator>
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		<description><![CDATA[Michelle Lilly is part of the production ensemble of New Leaf Theatre and is the Scenic Designer for Lighthousekeeping. One of my favorite parts of any design process is the shape search. This typically takes place once the basic storytelling concepts are down, but we’re still looking for the specifics of what the world of [...]]]></description>
			<content:encoded><![CDATA[<a href="http://www.newleaftheatre.org/about.php"><img src="http://www.newleaftheatre.org/blog/wp-content/uploads/2011/05/michelle-229x300.jpg" alt="" title="michelle" width="229" height="300" class="alignleft size-medium wp-image-640" /></a><strong>Michelle Lilly is part of the production ensemble of <a href="http://newleaftheatre.org">New Leaf Theatre</a> and is the Scenic Designer for <a href="http://dcatheater.org/lighthousekeeping">Lighthousekeeping</a>.</strong>

One of my favorite parts of any design process is the shape search.  This typically takes place once the basic storytelling concepts are down, but we’re still looking for the specifics of what the world of the play looks, sounds, and feels like. 
 
The first thing I’m usually thinking about is the basic presence of the set in relation to the story we’re telling and how we’re telling it.  Is it looming?  Is it sensual?  Is it quiet and unassuming?  Audacious?  Commanding?  What role does the environment play in getting this story across to the audience?  How do the characters interact with it?  How do they feel about it?  When asking these questions, I find myself searching for its shape in everything; obviously in my research, but also while I’m commuting, while I’m at work, while I’m watching a movie, or walking around Home Depot.  When I’m in this stage, I look at everything to see its shape and line first.  I stare at the way the sun hits the bricks on a building on Grand Avenue.  I look at bikes, trains, a pile of trash, trees, mailboxes, searching for the shadowy shape I’m looking for.  Sometimes I don’t know what it is, but I know I’ll know it when I see it. 
 
<a href="http://www.newleaftheatre.org/blog/wp-content/uploads/2011/05/DSC_0022_med.jpg"><img src="http://www.newleaftheatre.org/blog/wp-content/uploads/2011/05/DSC_0022_med-300x200.jpg" alt="" title="DSC_0022_med" width="300" height="200" class="alignright size-medium wp-image-641" /></a>Every design is like a puzzle.  It’s often like a <a href="http://www.nickbantock.com/">Nick Bantock</a> puzzle, which takes days and maybe weeks to crack, but the answer is there if you stay with it long enough.  I have to push and work at it, and eventually I get so frustrated that I almost give up, and then my mind relaxes, and a large part of the solution suddenly surfaces.  A lot of times I’ve found the answer, or the key to the series of rooms that leads to the answer, in completely unexpected places. 
 
I recently visited the architecture exhibit at the Museum of Modern Art in New York, and as architecture is tough to present in a gallery, what they presented instead was process pieces.  This was completely awesome.  Crayon sketches by Mies van der Rohe, huge scale models of commercial buildings, sketches of suggestions for the new World Trade Center Memorial building, scribbles and hand-scrawled notes.   There was a model of the <a href="http://www.mercedes-benz-classic.com/content/classic/mpc/mpc_classic_website/en/mpc_home/mbc/home/museum/overview_museum.html" target="_blank">Mercedes-Benz museum in Stuttgart, Germany</a>, and there were process sketches in which the architect is clearly trying to find the unique shape that the museum eventually takes.  There are sketches, paper cutouts, and finally a white dinner plate drawn on with a black marker.  The dinner plate captures the curves the architect was looking for. <em> And they hung it on a museum wall.</em>
 
Lighthousekeeping has been an especially challenging shape search. What is the shape of loss?  What is the shape of fear?  What is the physical appearance of being completely and suddenly unmoored?  What is the shape of love?  Which of these shapes do I show, and which do I let the audience find on their own?

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		<title>The Secrets of a Literary Text</title>
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		<pubDate>Thu, 02 Jun 2011 16:55:34 +0000</pubDate>
		<dc:creator>Georgette Kelly</dc:creator>
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		<category><![CDATA[D. Soyini Madison]]></category>
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		<description><![CDATA[When I first read Jeanette Winterson’s <a href="http://www.jeanettewinterson.com/pages/content/index.asp?PageID=20" target="_blank"><em>Lighthousekeeping</em></a>, I knew I would read it again.  And again.  And again.  

I read the book in waves and cycles.  I reached for it with each major change in my life.  I returned to the lighthouse when I needed to cope with isolation, loss, grief, and distance.]]></description>
			<content:encoded><![CDATA[<img src="http://www.newleaftheatre.org/blog/wp-content/uploads/2011/05/Screen-shot-2011-05-30-at-1.12.23-PM-229x300.png" alt="" title="Screen shot 2011-05-30 at 1.12.23 PM" width="200"  class="alignleft size-medium wp-image-651" /><strong>Georgette Kelly is the playwright of Lighthousekeeping, a work she adapted from the novel by Jeanette Winterson.</strong>

When I first read Jeanette Winterson’s <a href="http://www.jeanettewinterson.com/pages/content/index.asp?PageID=20" target="_blank"><em>Lighthousekeeping</em></a>, I knew I would read it again.  And again.  And again.  

I read the book in waves and cycles.  I reached for it with each major change in my life.  I returned to the lighthouse when I needed to cope with isolation, loss, grief, and distance.

<div style="clear:both;"></div>

<a href="http://www.newleaftheatre.org/blog/wp-content/uploads/2011/05/DSC_0030_med.jpg"><img src="http://www.newleaftheatre.org/blog/wp-content/uploads/2011/05/DSC_0030_med-300x200.jpg" alt="" title="Be happy." width="300" height="200" class="alignright size-medium wp-image-653" /></a>As I read and re-read, the book’s characters began to inhabit my mind and unfurl their secrets.   The more I read, the more I wanted to know them intimately, first-hand, through a live experience.  I wanted to meet them.  In other words, I wanted my literary experience to be enriched by performance.

Performance Studies scholar <a href="http://books.google.com/books?id=EtG3WQyeWW8C&pg=PA143&lpg=PA143&dq=d+soyini+madison+remembering+oral+history+my+desire+is+for+the+poor&source=bl&ots=xRtLnssXzV&sig=qKIZpgRqpF8KfHR27pJZspR2le4&hl=en&ei=0d7jTZD4NMG2tgfxwtzeCQ&sa=X&oi=book_result&ct=result&resnum=2&ved=0CB8Q6AEwAQ#v=onepage&q=d%20soyini%20madison%20remembering%20oral%20history%20my%20desire%20is%20for%20the%20poor&f=false" target="_blank">D. Soyini Madison has written</a> that “Performance opens the secrets of a literary text…[and] this is a political enterprise.  It involves unearthing the subtext in literature and the unearthing of subtext in experience.  But the archeology of unearthing is never neat.”   

Through writing plays based in literature, I strive to unearth the secrets that Madison describes.   It is not that I want my plays to be messy.  Indeed, I want them to be well structured, with very precise language.  But I do want them to question core assumptions, to dig up the (sub)text that has been buried by everyday life.  I want to tell stories that are open-ended, cross the boundaries of the fourth wall, and insist upon an active, questioning audience.  

<a href="http://www.newleaftheatre.org/blog/wp-content/uploads/2011/05/DSC_0016_med.jpg"><img src="http://www.newleaftheatre.org/blog/wp-content/uploads/2011/05/DSC_0016_med-300x200.jpg" alt="" title="DSC_0016_med" width="300" height="200" class="alignleft size-medium wp-image-652" /></a>This is never neat.  It is unsettling and demanding, and these very qualities draw me to performance.  Theatre requires that I abandon my individual reality and join with others in a shared truth: the world of the play.  As audiences and artists, we must agree to a precarious collective, lasting only a few hours, where our assumptions about life can be shaken.  In the best theatrical experiences, both audiences and artists leave with questions—about how we interact with others, how we shape our realities, and how we tell our own stories.  These questions change us.

When I fall in love with a literary text, as I have fallen in love with <a href="http://dcatheater.org/lighthousekeeping">Lighthousekeeping</a>, I use performance as a tool to study it.  The process changes me too; theatrical adaptation is my lens to clarify the text, therefore I become a playwright.  Once the text is embodied, it reveals more about itself and, subsequently, I learn more about myself.  This learning process has had a profound impact on the way I see the world.  It is my goal that my audiences also gain insight into the literary texts I explore, and into the subtext of their own experiences.

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		<title>Rehearsing inside the Fossil Cave</title>
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		<pubDate>Tue, 31 May 2011 16:34:03 +0000</pubDate>
		<dc:creator>Jessica</dc:creator>
				<category><![CDATA[rehearsal]]></category>
		<category><![CDATA[Fine Arts Building]]></category>
		<category><![CDATA[Jessica Hutchinson]]></category>
		<category><![CDATA[Lighthousekeeping]]></category>

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		<description><![CDATA[The Fine Arts Building on South Michigan Avenue was established as an artists’ haven in 1885.  The building is ten stories tall, one of two buildings in Chicago that still employs elevator operators, and alive with the echoes of vocal and instrumental artists, working away in their separate studios.  

Working in one of those studios during the Lighthousekeeping rehearsal has been a gift.  Downtown, its location has prepared us for the neighborhood in which we’ll be performing, and the size and feel of the building itself has a lot to say to the scope of the story we’re telling.  This physical space has certainly informed our work.  ]]></description>
			<content:encoded><![CDATA[<a href="http://www.newleaftheatre.org/about.php"><img class="alignleft size-medium wp-image-634" title="jess" src="http://www.newleaftheatre.org/blog/wp-content/uploads/2011/05/jess-199x300.jpg" alt="" width="199" height="300" /></a><strong>Jessica Hutchinson is the Artistic Director of New Leaf Theatre and the director of <em><a href="http://dcatheater.org/lighthousekeeping">Lighthousekeeping</a></em>.</strong>

The <a href="http://www.fineartsbuilding.tv/">Fine Arts Building on South Michigan Avenue</a> was established as an artists’ haven in 1885, and housed - among other artistic institutions - the <a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Little_Theatre_Movement">Little Theater of Chicago</a>, by some measures the city's first storefront theatre.  The building is ten stories tall, one of two buildings in Chicago that still employs elevator operators, and alive with the echoes of vocal and instrumental artists, working away in their separate studios.

<img class="alignright size-medium wp-image-645" title="The Fine Arts Building" src="http://www.newleaftheatre.org/blog/wp-content/uploads/2011/06/DSC_0003_med-200x300.jpg" alt="" width="150" />Working in one of those studios - Malcolm Ruhl's new rehearsal space at <a href="http://www.finalscoremusic.com/">Final Score Music</a> - during the Lighthousekeeping rehearsal has been a gift.  Downtown, its location has prepared us for the neighborhood in which we’ll be performing, and the size and feel of the building itself has a lot to say to the scope of the story we’re telling.  This physical space has certainly informed our work.

Part of what we’ve always valued about the New Leaf rehearsal process in the LPCC is rehearsing and performing in the same place, a luxury that allows us to bake the show and its life into the walls.  During this process, I think the reverse has happened; the walls, steeped as they are in a creative history, have baked themselves into us.

<a href="http://www.newleaftheatre.org/blog/wp-content/uploads/2011/05/fossil-cave-1.jpg"><img class="alignright size-medium wp-image-633" title="fossil cave 1" src="http://www.newleaftheatre.org/blog/wp-content/uploads/2011/05/fossil-cave-1-300x225.jpg" alt="" width="300" height="225" /></a>In <em>Lighthousekeeping</em>, a cave is discovered in the mid-1800’s that is lined and framed with fossils.  So to, the stories we tell, the records we make of our own lives are framed as our personal fossil records, “cumulative deposits,” the individual images frozen in time that make up our lives.

On Saturday, we took the day to really inhabit our Fine Arts Building home, and see what it had to teach us about waking up a space with so much history living in its walls.  Our cast broke into two groups and was given a menu of elements the original 3-act pieces they were to create should contain – things like 15 consecutive seconds of stillness, a moment of everyone looking up, music from an unexpected source.  And the best one – the perfect use of space, any space they could access in the building.  They were given 30 minutes, and titles for the three acts: The World As It Was, The World As It Is, The World As It Could Be.

<a href="http://www.newleaftheatre.org/blog/wp-content/uploads/2011/05/blog-post-3.jpg"><img class="alignleft size-medium wp-image-632" title="blog post 3" src="http://www.newleaftheatre.org/blog/wp-content/uploads/2011/05/blog-post-3-300x223.jpg" alt="" width="300" height="223" /></a>The moments the actors created were stunning, beautiful images, the creation of which opened our ensemble’s eyes and minds to wonder about the other people who inhabited these rooms and walked these halls before us.  These moments are hard to describe in words – they were pictures that blended into other pictures, made up of benches and clocks and dark hallways and arias.  There were staircases and elevators and rewards for each audience's willingness to take risks in spaces that weren't comfortable at first.

Excited as we are to move to the DCA space this week, there is something magical, almost mystical about the Fine Arts Building that I’m reluctant to leave behind.  My hope is that, like our story suggests, nothing can be left or forgotten, that we carry our fossil caves with us, adding to them, making room for more, still holding to what came before, and letting what we learn in one journey transform our experience of the next.]]></content:encoded>
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		<title>Treehouse Reading &#8211; How We Got On</title>
		<link>http://www.newleaftheatre.org/blog/2011/treehouse-how-we-got-on/</link>
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		<pubDate>Tue, 24 May 2011 04:19:01 +0000</pubDate>
		<dc:creator>Josh Sobel</dc:creator>
				<category><![CDATA[Treehouse]]></category>
		<category><![CDATA[How We Got On]]></category>
		<category><![CDATA[Idris Goodwin]]></category>

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		<description><![CDATA[The final play in our Spring 2011 Treehouse Reading Series is How We Got On by Idris Goodwin. Click on the player below to hear the entire recording, or subscribe to our podcast on iTunes. Synopsis A classic American coming-of-age tale with a unique hip-hop treatment: domestic suburban life remixed. The Selector, our DJ/Narrator, samples [...]]]></description>
			<content:encoded><![CDATA[The final play in our Spring 2011 Treehouse Reading Series is <strong>How We Got On</strong> by Idris Goodwin.  Click on the player below to hear the entire recording, or <a href="http://itunes.apple.com/us/podcast/new-leaf-theatre-podcast/id251141038">subscribe to our podcast on iTunes</a>.

<h3>Synopsis</h3>
A classic American coming-of-age tale with a unique hip-hop treatment: domestic suburban life remixed. The Selector, our DJ/Narrator, samples and loops us through the lives of three Midwestern teen rappers who have yet to discover the power of harmony over discord. 

<a href="http://idrisgoodwin.blogspot.com/"><img src="http://www.newleaftheatre.org/blog/wp-content/uploads/2011/05/idris-150x150.jpg" alt="" title="idris" width="150" height="150" class="alignleft size-thumbnail wp-image-625" /><strong>About Idris Goodwin</strong></a>
Idris Goodwin is an award-winning playwright, poet and performer who uses hip hop arts to create original genre defying performances. From Chicago's Steppenwolf Theater to Minneapolis' Pilsbury House Theater to Albuquerque's Kimo Theater, Goodwin's innovative work is showcased across the nation. In 2005, the NNPN New Plays Showcase at Stanford featured his play Braising; since then, The National Endowment for the Arts, The Ford Foundation, The Hip Hop Theater Festival and The Illinois Arts Council have supported his writing. He has performed on HBO, The Discovery Channel and garnered praise from The New York Times and National Public Radio. These Are The Breaks, his debut collection of hip hop prose will be widely released in March. Currently, Goodwin is a member of the Playwrights Workshop at the University of Iowa.]]></content:encoded>
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		<itunes:subtitle>The final play in our Spring 2011 Treehouse Reading Series is How We Got On by Idris Goodwin.  Click on the player below to hear the entire recording, or subscribe to our podcast on iTunes. - Synopsis A classic American coming-of-age tale with a uniq...</itunes:subtitle>
		<itunes:summary>The final play in our Spring 2011 Treehouse Reading Series is How We Got On by Idris Goodwin.  Click on the player below to hear the entire recording, or subscribe to our podcast on iTunes.

Synopsis
A classic American coming-of-age tale with a unique hip-hop treatment: domestic suburban life remixed. The Selector, our DJ/Narrator, samples and loops us through the lives of three Midwestern teen rappers who have yet to discover the power of harmony over discord. 

About Idris Goodwin
Idris Goodwin is an award-winning playwright, poet and performer who uses hip hop arts to create original genre defying performances. From Chicago&#039;s Steppenwolf Theater to Minneapolis&#039; Pilsbury House Theater to Albuquerque&#039;s Kimo Theater, Goodwin&#039;s innovative work is showcased across the nation. In 2005, the NNPN New Plays Showcase at Stanford featured his play Braising; since then, The National Endowment for the Arts, The Ford Foundation, The Hip Hop Theater Festival and The Illinois Arts Council have supported his writing. He has performed on HBO, The Discovery Channel and garnered praise from The New York Times and National Public Radio. These Are The Breaks, his debut collection of hip hop prose will be widely released in March. Currently, Goodwin is a member of the Playwrights Workshop at the University of Iowa.</itunes:summary>
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		<title>Treehouse Reading &#8211; Dandelion Momma</title>
		<link>http://www.newleaftheatre.org/blog/2011/treehouse-dandelion-momma/</link>
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		<pubDate>Tue, 26 Apr 2011 04:13:55 +0000</pubDate>
		<dc:creator>Josh Sobel</dc:creator>
				<category><![CDATA[Treehouse]]></category>
		<category><![CDATA[Dandelion Momma]]></category>
		<category><![CDATA[Greg Romero]]></category>

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		<description><![CDATA[Next up in our Spring 2011 Treehouse Reading Series is <strong>Dandelion Momma</strong> by Greg Romero, an enigmatic play that explores memory and family through a fractured remembrance of the Great Depression.]]></description>
			<content:encoded><![CDATA[Next up in our Spring 2011 Treehouse Reading Series is <strong>Dandelion Momma</strong> by Greg Romero.  Click on the player below to hear the entire recording, or <a href="http://itunes.apple.com/us/podcast/new-leaf-theatre-podcast/id251141038">subscribe to our podcast on iTunes</a>.

<h3>Synopsis</h3>
 A 100-year old woman reflects on her life through broken pieces of memory. An eight-year old girl takes care of wayward dandelions and sees the lights inside of people. A farm girl and a writer search for life while planting seeds in the hardened ground of the Great Depression. The ground becomes harder, the girl becomes tired, the air becomes heavier and something new must be born.

<a href="http://gregromero.blogspot.com/"><img src="http://www.newleaftheatre.org/blog/wp-content/uploads/2011/05/Greg-halcyon-150x150.jpg" alt="" title="Greg halcyon" width="150" height="150" class="alignleft size-thumbnail wp-image-615" /></a><strong>About Greg Romero</strong>
Greg Romero is a playwright/theater artist whose plays, site-specific projects and participatory live events have been produced in New York, Philadelphia, Austin, Dallas, Denver, Louisville, Phoenix and New Orleans. Romero's collaborations with electronic music composer Mike Vernusky have been produced live in New York, Philadelphia, Austin, and Phoenix, while also receiving airplay in Toronto, Canada and Zurich, Switzerland. Romero has been a finalist for the Heideman Award, a semi-finalist for the Princess Grace Award, nominated for the F. Otto Haas Award for an Emerging Philadelphia Theater Artist and was selected as the first-ever Resident Writer of the ArtsEdge Residency as well as one of the first three writers selected for the inaugural Philadelphia Dramatists Center/Plays & Players Playwriting Residency. His works are published by Heinemann Press and Playscripts, Inc. Romero received an MFA in Playwriting from The University of Texas-Austin where he held the James A. Michener Fellowship. Romero is currently a Visiting Assistant Professor of Theater at Drexel University and has also taught at the National Theater Institute. ]]></content:encoded>
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			<itunes:keywords>Dandelion Momma,Greg Romero</itunes:keywords>
		<itunes:subtitle>Next up in our Spring 2011 Treehouse Reading Series is Dandelion Momma by Greg Romero, an enigmatic play that explores memory and family through a fractured remembrance of the Great Depression.</itunes:subtitle>
		<itunes:summary>Next up in our Spring 2011 Treehouse Reading Series is Dandelion Momma by Greg Romero, an enigmatic play that explores memory and family through a fractured remembrance of the Great Depression.</itunes:summary>
		<itunes:author>New Leaf Theatre</itunes:author>
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		<pubDate>Tue, 26 Apr 2011 04:13:55 +0000</pubDate>
		<dc:creator>Josh Sobel</dc:creator>
				<category><![CDATA[Treehouse]]></category>
		<category><![CDATA[Dandelion Momma]]></category>
		<category><![CDATA[Greg Romero]]></category>

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		<description><![CDATA[Next up in our Spring 2011 Treehouse Reading Series is <strong>Dandelion Momma</strong> by Greg Romero, an enigmatic play that explores memory and family through a fractured remembrance of the Great Depression.]]></description>
			<content:encoded><![CDATA[Next up in our Spring 2011 Treehouse Reading Series is <strong>Dandelion Momma</strong> by Greg Romero.  Click on the player below to hear the entire recording, or <a href="http://itunes.apple.com/us/podcast/new-leaf-theatre-podcast/id251141038">subscribe to our podcast on iTunes</a>.

<h3>Synopsis</h3>
 A 100-year old woman reflects on her life through broken pieces of memory. An eight-year old girl takes care of wayward dandelions and sees the lights inside of people. A farm girl and a writer search for life while planting seeds in the hardened ground of the Great Depression. The ground becomes harder, the girl becomes tired, the air becomes heavier and something new must be born.

<a href="http://gregromero.blogspot.com/"><img src="http://www.newleaftheatre.org/blog/wp-content/uploads/2011/05/Greg-halcyon-150x150.jpg" alt="" title="Greg halcyon" width="150" height="150" class="alignleft size-thumbnail wp-image-615" /></a><strong>About Greg Romero</strong>
Greg Romero is a playwright/theater artist whose plays, site-specific projects and participatory live events have been produced in New York, Philadelphia, Austin, Dallas, Denver, Louisville, Phoenix and New Orleans. Romero's collaborations with electronic music composer Mike Vernusky have been produced live in New York, Philadelphia, Austin, and Phoenix, while also receiving airplay in Toronto, Canada and Zurich, Switzerland. Romero has been a finalist for the Heideman Award, a semi-finalist for the Princess Grace Award, nominated for the F. Otto Haas Award for an Emerging Philadelphia Theater Artist and was selected as the first-ever Resident Writer of the ArtsEdge Residency as well as one of the first three writers selected for the inaugural Philadelphia Dramatists Center/Plays & Players Playwriting Residency. His works are published by Heinemann Press and Playscripts, Inc. Romero received an MFA in Playwriting from The University of Texas-Austin where he held the James A. Michener Fellowship. Romero is currently a Visiting Assistant Professor of Theater at Drexel University and has also taught at the National Theater Institute. ]]></content:encoded>
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		<itunes:author>New Leaf Theatre</itunes:author>
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		<title>The moment before&#8230;</title>
		<link>http://www.newleaftheatre.org/blog/2011/the-moment-before/</link>
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		<pubDate>Wed, 05 Oct 2011 17:48:03 +0000</pubDate>
		<dc:creator>Marsha</dc:creator>
				<category><![CDATA[Design]]></category>
		<category><![CDATA[Thoughts on the Process]]></category>

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		<description><![CDATA[It's one of the fundamental things on the actor checklist: the moment before.  What were you doing in the days, hours, minutes, seconds before you walk onstage or before the scene starts. In Burying Miss America, Jean talks about all the work that her mother's funeral requires. The text is full of references to the [...]]]></description>
			<content:encoded><![CDATA[It's one of the fundamental things on the actor checklist: the moment  before.  What were you doing in the days, hours, minutes, seconds  before you walk onstage or before the scene starts.

<a href="../wp-content/uploads/2011/10/300786_10150332789372660_8231532659_7784659_132217773_n.jpg" target="_blank"><img class="alignleft" title="&quot;All the people that brought flowers or food or  anything...&quot;" src="../wp-content/uploads/2011/10/300786_10150332789372660_8231532659_7784659_132217773_n-300x200.jpg" alt="" width="300" height="200" /></a>In <em>Burying Miss  America</em>, Jean  talks about all the work that her mother's funeral requires. The text is  full of references to the arrangements, the food, the thank you notes. I  did my homework, and I had a pretty good idea of Jean's day before the  play starts. Get up, pack snacks and hand wipes and crayons, and  probably tissues, get myself  dressed, maybe curl my hair, get the kids  up and dressed and fed but make sure they don't get food on their nice  clothes and pile them into the car but make sure the sitter is on call  to take them home when they get tired and thaw one of the  casseroles for them for dinner and of course, start the list of thank  you notes that will take up most of tomorrow and the next day. In short,  I thought I was ready.

And then came tech.

I like to  think of theatre as the epitome of a collaborative art -- the acting,  writing, direction, design, all working together to tell a story.  We  invite the design team to rehearsals so they can see where the show is  going and make sure the design world and the acting world all occupy the  same place on the planet.  I will admit my own actorly bias here and  say that I usually think of this as the design being informed by the  rehearsal.  But not anymore.

On the Tuesday of tech week, Jess  talks me through the opening moments of the show.  I stand wrapped in  Rachel's pitch-perfect costume,  In the blackout, I walk to Michelle's  dazzling white casket, surrounded by glorious and vibrant flowers.   Nick's music evokes open plains and empty rooms in my head.  And then  Jared's lights stream through the windows and it hits me hard -- like a  ton of bricks, like a punch in the gut: THIS is the moment before.  Yes,  Jeanie had a busy day, full of all those tasks, but underneath it all  this is the current that's been running since she got the news.  This  loud silence, this overflowing emptiness.

When we say New Leaf  is a Producing Ensemble, this is what we mean.  We're telling the story  to and with each other in rehearsal so we can tell it to and with you in  performance.

And I'll tell you one more thing: I will hold on  to this particular moment before long after we close.]]></content:encoded>
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		<title>This or That</title>
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		<pubDate>Thu, 29 Sep 2011 13:47:58 +0000</pubDate>
		<dc:creator>Brian Golden</dc:creator>
				<category><![CDATA[Memories]]></category>
		<category><![CDATA[Thoughts on the Process]]></category>
		<category><![CDATA[Brian Golden]]></category>
		<category><![CDATA[Burying Miss America]]></category>
		<category><![CDATA[Theatre Seven]]></category>

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		<description><![CDATA[I found myself in the old neighborhood last night. I was walking home from some meeting or rehearsal, fighting the desire to give up and catch the bus, when I realized I was no more than a couple blocks from my first Chicago apartment. About the time I had this thought, my day’s consumption of [...]]]></description>
			<content:encoded><![CDATA[<img src="http://www.newleaftheatre.org/blog/wp-content/uploads/2011/09/T7_20101-730x365-300x150.jpg" alt="" title="T7_20101-730x365" width="300" height="150" class="alignright size-medium wp-image-696" />I found myself in the old neighborhood last night.

I was walking home from some meeting or rehearsal, fighting the desire to give up and catch the bus, when I realized I was no more than a couple blocks from my first Chicago apartment. About
