Well hello there.
It's been a while...
As the kids say, it's been all "hashtag blessed" stuff from this end over here. That is not to say, however, that it's all been peachy peachy bed of roses. Indeed, between fatherhood, moving to a new place, teaching workshops with the Festival and running three shows in rep, this summer has been one deliciously challenging mountain.
The Aeneid (picture above) is a challenging mountain of its own. The rehearsal process was highly physical (it is primarily a movement-based piece of theatre), and the story itself, the plight of refugees, requires great emotional commitment. I love doing the show every time, but it does break my heart - if you come see it, and you know me, you'll know why specifically.
I've been rather lucky in that I got to experiment with my "acting muscles" this season, in terms of style and tone of performances. Macbeth requires me to be "butch" and incredibly efficient (I only speak some 4 lines, but I change costumes some 18 times and run around like a mad man); All My Sons requires me to be light, comic even - it's pretty fun; and The Aeneid is made of the heavy Roman Tragedy stuff that requires deep dramatic commitment.
I truly hope you can catch these pieces; stick around after the show and let's grab a pint - it's the best ritual in this business. :)
All My Sons and The Aeneid both close on the first week of October. Macbeth runs until November 5th. Tickets can be found here -> Stratford Festival