Conor McPherson, lost friends
Conor McPherson, I have been led to believe is one of our most successful European playwrights (Irish origin). The Weir, which played in London in 1997 when he was 25, had great audiences, a world wide tour and – I’ve been told – a lot of money. Theatre people are often as obsessed by money as anyone else.
Here’s an interview with him by Maddy Costa as Seafarer is about to start at the National. In terms of work, it’s intriguing as he has a lot of “absent” female voices are rarely has any female parts in his plays… see link here
As one grows older, it seems one often loses touch with friends. Time, work, family don’t allow us the same freedom to socialise as when we were students. I’ve noticed a lot of weddings this year for my friends, some who I haven’t seen in years.
Many people I’ve known keep cropping up in theatres though. I’ve caught sight of Bronwen Wilson who is keeping a blog (see here) of Chekhov at the Chapel for her company Cilgwyn Theatre. I’ve not seen Bronwen for years and there she appears creating theatre. I’m going to be away for most of the run but I wish them luck.