
The
Intiman Theatre just won the Tony Award for "Best Regional Theatre." This is in recognition of their good work, and also for how well that work travels to venues such as Long Wharf, Broadway, London. Bart's show at Lincoln Center,
Awake and Sing!, was also nominated for several Tony's, including Best Director.

Bart's
Richard III opens soon, running 6/9 - 7/15 at the Intiman. This is Bart's only Seattle show this year. It's Shakespeare, which is his sweet spot. And it's a play he has directed twice before, which means he is warmed up and can go places only possible after dived fully into the material twice before.
Here is a
video of Bart talking about
Richard III. Click either the High-Res link or the Low-Res one, depending on the speed of your connection.
Richard III is a show I recommend seeing twice. Once to let it wash over you. The second time to see all the things you missed the first time. This show is of the excellence we would normally need to travel to Ashland, Oregon to see -- but it's right here in town.
As always, Intiman tickets for people age 25 or under are only $10.
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So why do I write about this? Because watching the Intiman blossom & flourish, watching Bart's directing deepen & mature, is like watching a rosebush flower. Or watching a tree grow as its branches become massive, its trunk thickening to grandeur.
It's the same joy I feel watching Kipley's puppet theatre take off. There is no magic. Day by day, these are just hard-working people, doing what they love. Yet year by year, there is perceptible, sometimes startling, change.
Your job is to do whatever is necessary to get this work into the world, says Eugenio Barba.
It gives me hope. I am grateful for their constant effort for the good. The world is a cleaner place for such effort. Bart or Kipley making theatre; Rich or Brett making games; Lee making dance; Jeff growing as a person; Jim practicing therapy; mastery is just a by-product of their consistent work. The process feels juicy, whole, natural.
I don't have a name for my form yet. But it is growing as surely. It used to have a form, which was theatre. Now it is formless, but none the less massive, powerful, or continually-evolving, for being currently invisible. I am using this power shakily in team meetings, more surely with individuals. It is like riding horses of the wind, using reins made of wind, which dissolve and reform -- now solid, now moist air.
I don't know what I'm doing yet. But this is the first true follow-on to the initial work with Lyon, which was, in turn, the first true follow-on to theatre.
In the big picture, this is the part where I go sideways and paint for a while. I am literally painting, with Wes, and metaphorically painting, making videogames. Meanwhile, my theatre self grows and evolves, rippling in the free dark of the unconscious.