This is it, Newtown. Here comes the train. Its time to go. Are you ok? You look all sad and rainy. I don't mean to leave you like this, but Berlin is waiting... Don't be like that, Newtown. Give us a hug.
I've packed all my warmest clothes, ready to devise theatre in minus twenty degrees. I'll send you blogs all the time while I'm away.
Plans have sky-rocketed since we last spoke. Willem has been epic with preparation. He has discovered a training institution inside a castle called Mime Centrum where we can train in for two hours every morning, ranging from viewpoints and biomechanics to LeCocq styles. We will be constructing our exploration of 'waiting' across five settings: a studio in the Mime Centrum, a low-tech studio in suburban Spandau, the public trains of Berlin, a black box called Brotfabrik and the Ernst Busch Dramatic Academy.
Epic.
Have a nice summer, Newtown. All good if we crash on your couch when we get back?
Much Love, Tom.
ps. here are the things I was talking about.
Training centre in a castle:
http://www.mimecentrum.de/index_en.htm
Suburban, brutalist Spandau:
http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Spandau_(locality)
Underground trains in Berlin:
http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Berlin_U-Bahn
Black box theatre:
http://www.brotfabrikberlin.de/
Ernst Busch:
http://www.hfs-berlin.de/
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