The curtain has fallen! Well, if we had a curtain it would have fallen. Perhaps in our sheet-orientated world, a better analogy would be the sheethas been unpinned, the pillow cases packed and the nightdresses neatly tucked away. No more will Hecate weave such words of glamour… well, at least not until the next show!
Not that it was all plain sailing: illness robbed us of our director for the final rehearsal and opening performance, which – for such a tight-knit group – left us feeling rather bereft. Additionally, on opening night, I lay wrapped in sheets still damp from the washing machine, because the floor had not been cleaned prior to our sheet-to-sheet run (more on that another time) and the pristine linen had proved just how many people wipe their feet before entering the venue… well, that was an experience. To see all five actors on their hands and knees, armed with blue roll and cleaning spray, with two hours until the house opened… who says that being an actor isn’t glamorous?
Still, what an amazing run it has been. Dr Theatre not only provided the lift needed to bring Jane to life but also generated a legal three day high of epic proportions. Working with an excellent cast and crew, disturbing and delighting audiences by turn and receiving excellent reviews… that’s what being an actor is all about, isn’t it?
So, as we stand in the corridor, having closed the door on Metamorphoses, which of the many doors in front of us will we open next? And what will be behind it? I don’t know about anyone else, but I can’t wait to find out.