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| Photo by Matthew Ragan |
With the semester quickly drawing to a close it’s now time for a marathon of writing. This past week was a week of project presentations and the close of Bocon. Sunday was the strike for the show, and in three quick hours, a show that had taken months to design, instal, and program all came down. The strike of a production is always surreal – a strangely destructive frenzy of activity where some pieces of the production are spared and saved, while others are slated for disposal or recycling. Ultimately this very experience is part of the allure of the theatre. Everything is fleeting. Every production is a confrontation with the excitement of creation and a confrontation and surrender to destruction. Everything is transitory and in flux. It’s the embodiment of the cyclical rituals we love and loathe.
Matthew Ragan 