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"I work in the basement.
That's where I keep all my materials
for my work.
And I think:
What am I doing?
I've lost my way
why don't I give it up?
there are times I get so lost
I don't know what to do
I've gone so deep, so far
I don't know if I'll ever find my way out again
and then: what's the point?
is this useful?
does anyone care?
I get up in the morning
some days I just weep and weep
is everything I do just written on water?
but what else can I do?"
That's where I keep all my materials
for my work.
And I think:
What am I doing?
I've lost my way
why don't I give it up?
there are times I get so lost
I don't know what to do
I've gone so deep, so far
I don't know if I'll ever find my way out again
and then: what's the point?
is this useful?
does anyone care?
I get up in the morning
some days I just weep and weep
is everything I do just written on water?
but what else can I do?"
| -Charles Mee, Hotel Cassiopeia |
Written on Water Theatre is an ensemble-based company dedicated to creating brave,
extra-ordinary work in an economic and intricate way,
while speaking to a specific community for each new production.
Our overriding vision is to establish a community in which diverse and unique theatre is not only more available and accessible, but also irreplaceable and impossible to dismiss. At our core, we seek to shake up the live event and cultivate a theatre ecology which encourages collaboration, training, education, and innovation.
Written on Water Theatre
borrows its name from a poem by playwright Chuck Mee, found in Hotel
Cassiopeia. The poem speaks of an artist who is at the end of his rope,
feeling nothing he does is useful—that everything he creates is written
on water: momentary, short-lived, temporary.
We—like many artists—have experienced this same frustration at one point or another, and we each ask ourselves: "What am I doing?" Our minds race through all the bad and the negative, the failure and the defeat, the give-up and don't even try... and then we remind ourselves of the last line of the poem: "but what else can I do?"
The road we've chosen will never be easy, it will be filled with ups and downs, chaos and craziness, stress and more stress, but we've all experienced one common thread from all of this: that the best theatre happens right before the thread snaps.
As a company, we adventurously seek to connect with our community and share in the stories that unite and exhilarate us.
After all, what else can we do?
We—like many artists—have experienced this same frustration at one point or another, and we each ask ourselves: "What am I doing?" Our minds race through all the bad and the negative, the failure and the defeat, the give-up and don't even try... and then we remind ourselves of the last line of the poem: "but what else can I do?"
The road we've chosen will never be easy, it will be filled with ups and downs, chaos and craziness, stress and more stress, but we've all experienced one common thread from all of this: that the best theatre happens right before the thread snaps.
As a company, we adventurously seek to connect with our community and share in the stories that unite and exhilarate us.
After all, what else can we do?
