These snot-stuffed sniffle rags speak volumes.
You may also already know that last month my friend/director/and Laura to my Mary, Carisa Miller, and I hosted local auditions for the 2nd annual Portland Listen To Your Mother Show coming to The Alberta Rose Theatre this May 7th (get yer tickets here).
And to add to your impressive and ever-growing knowledge of Listen To Your Mother, you may have even read about how Carisa and I agonized through the massive stack of stories of hearts humbled and kimonos opened, of the raw, the vulnerable, the relatable, the irrefutable honesty of motherhood, to impossibly whittle them down to a small stack that we could stitch together into a show to present to you this May.
But what you don't know yet, dear friends, are the stories themselves.
The 2015 cast of the Portland Listen To Your Mother Show gathered over the weekend for our first rehearsal. The first rehearsal is the grand unveiling, where cast and crew meet collectively like a highly anticipated blind date, printed stories initially clutched protectively to chests, and then bravely forked over and presented to one another. It's when the quilt gets stitched together. No longer separate stories, they fuse into one breathlessly beautiful experience. And by the time rehearsal wraps, I've known these storytellers across lifetimes, no Tardis required, just a tissue box and an ever-expanding universe of what it means to be, to know, or to have a mother.
It's time to listen. Are you ready?
Get your tickets here. And soon! We expect a sold out show.
10% of all ticket sales goes to support the critically important work of The Portland Women's Crisis Line.