Stages
One of the things I love about acting is getting to perform in so many different spaces. I did Camelot at the Washington Center for the Performing Arts in Olympia, a fully fitted-out theater with multiple spacious dressing rooms and every possible amenity a performance space could have. I have also done a show in a backyard where we had to take care not to displace the other housemates (not involved in the show) when using the bathroom to do costumes and makeup. And then there were the one-of-a-kind places like Kenyon Hall in West Seattle, a small space with a tiny stage. It is also the “Home of the 1929 Mighty Wurlitzer Theatre Pipe Organ.” At intermission, the proprietor stoked up the thing with coal (or whatever one does to activate it) and gave a bravura performance. Or so I am told. We actors had to stand outside, so I couldn’t hear it. The small stage became a blessing, though. As we modified our blocking – it was a touring show, The Dybbuk, with Seattle Jewish Theater – a