It’s been full-fathom-fascinating to see the process that the people in this production have undergone. Some have risen and shined. A couple, in the end, have not. I can say with near certainty that no-one simply treaded water. This process has impacted each participant’s life in some way or other. It has illuminated both brilliance and deeply hidden insecurities. In the best situations, there’s a sense of personal pride, wonder and ownership. In the worst, there’s a handy scapegoat to blame all their worldly ills. Happily, the latter example is small.
Everyone has been given the chance to rise to the occasion. Most have done so – some with beauty.
That’s all for the reflections for now. We’ve got one more performance. One more festival day. I’ll be there.
Susan Scot Fry
Update… The cast and crew of The Tempest kicked ass.