We’ve been starved of the stage

It’s no secret that many industries have suffered tremendously

because of coronavirus – small businesses, retail, aviation – but the one that worries me the most is the theatre.

In September, I will be continuing Theatre Studies at university, COVID-19 permitting, and hope to pursue a career in performance afterwards.

I should have been spending my Sixth Form years acting in and directing as many plays as possible – I was excited

to be assistant directing the junior play, Honk!

I was also hoping to direct a performance of Hedda Gabler but, alas, neither were possible.

We also lost out on the opportunity to perform this year’s School musical, Little Shop of Horrors.

My A levels rely heavily on being able to perform, and watch performances, studying English,

Drama and Classical Civilisation, all of which include plays in the syllabuses, We’ve been starved of the stage

 ranging from Shakespeare’s Twelfth Night, to Mark Haddon’s

The Curious Incident of the Dog in the Night-time, to Euripides’ Bacchae.

Sadly, being unable to see or partake in live performances has detracted from my overall enjoyment of the courses.

 For the A level Theatre Studies course you are supposed to do three performances, which are usually exhibited on the Stahl stage to a live audience.

We were able to perform our spoof of Comedy of Errors to a select group of Upper Sixth – it went fantastically well, and we were comforted to hear uproarious laughter in the audience.

We had spent so much time on it, that we were starting to question whether it was even at all funny, so this was especially satisfying.

Our devised performance of I Hear He’s an Amphorae Man (a Brechtian mockery of the current government, set in Ancient Rome) was performed online.

This was particularly heart-breaking for me, as I had written the majority of the script, We’ve been starved of the stage

and felt somewhat put-out that it was to be a Zoom performance, rather than being on stage as it deserved.

Our scripted piece of Death and the Maiden by Ariel Dorfman went unperformed altogether – although

I did use a speech from it as my audition piece for UEA, so I suppose all was not lost.

To suffer the performance drought that I was feeling, I re-joined my local drama group, which I left when I joined Oundle in 2014.

Obviously, all of the meetings are over Zoom, but I have been having a fantastic time nonetheless.

It is liberating to be able to perform with a different collective of

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