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Messenger No. 4 – Dramatis Personae – Megan Minto

Name: Megan Minto

Where are you from originally?

That’s a difficult question… My dad was in the Air Force, so we moved around a few times. I was born in California, in the middle of the Mojave Desert. But, to me, home is most likely Fort Walton Beach, FL. We moved there when I was 10, and my mom and sister are still there. When I think the essence of “home town” that’s where my mind goes.

How long have you been in Austin?

I have lived in Austin for six-and-a-half years. Through a crazy series of events, leading from Florida to Georgia to New York to California, I somehow landed in the Lonestar State. I love it, except for the heat!

Who are some of the the folks you’re playing in Messenger No. 4?

I’m playing 16, Messenger No. 4′s sassy ex; Claudius from Hamlet, who I’m hoping will become a little Hitler; and part of a blood-thirsty Greek chorus.

What was the very first show you did ever in your entire life?

I don’t remember the name of my first show, but it was on the cafeteria stage (I was in 2nd grade), and it was a musical about the seasons. I played a green leaf (from a tree). Then, in 4th grade, each student in my class performed a poem in costume. I did the “I think mice are rather nice…” bit, dressed as a mouse. Awesome!

What is the single most fun thing you’ve ever gotten to do on stage?
My mom is pretty conservative, but she’s very supportive of my acting. In college, I was in a production in which my character spends a lot of time talking about her vagina. The night my mom came, I really played those moments up to embarrass her. It worked!

What moment on stage do you wish you could go back and erase from history?

In high school, I was in a production of Guys and Dolls. I played Sarah (the missionary), who has a drunken moment. Sky Masterson picked me up during my tipsy song, and one of my shoes was loose. It flew off, hitting the orchestra conductor in the back of the head. Ouch!

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Messenger No. 4 – Dramatis Personae – Elena Weinberg

Name: Elena Amelia Nagel Weinberg
(Or as I was once called in 5th grade which sent me home from school crying, Elena "a million bagels" Weinberg)

Where are you from originally?
I was born in Austin, but found my first home in Pleasanton, Texas.  On August 3, 1989, my parents were knee deep in remodeling their kitchen.  My mother was standing in her kitchen sink, sanding a cabinet at the moment I was born.  (That was when they got the call, their adoption was official, and they could pick up their new baby girl in Austin within three days time).  I only lived in our rolling country home in south Texas until the age of 3, thereafter San Marcos became my home.  Although I officially say I am "from" San Marcos, I went to High School in Wimberley, which very much shaped my theatrical future.  So, long story short, let’s say "San Marcos."

How long have you been in Austin?
5 years.

Who are some of the the folks you’re playing in Messenger No. 4?
Elektra, Antigone, Laertes, the "hot bitch" Narrative Inc. trainee (I named her myself), lamp, tree, Pluto the Dog… just some highlights.

What was the very first show you did ever in your entire life?
I invite everyone to my living room to watch the VHS recording of "Snow White" starring Elena Amelia Nagel Weinberg, age 3.  There are two performances, one in which I play Snow White and my Mom plays all the other characters, immediately followed by one in which my Dad plays Snow White and I play all of the other characters.

What is the single most fun thing you’ve ever gotten to do on stage? 
I was honored to play the front half of a pig in Mary Moody Northen Theatre’s production of "Peer Gynt" in 2010.

What moment on stage do you wish you could go back and erase from history?
When I was doing Hamlet at the Off Center a few months ago, the power in the entire building went out just as Hamlet and Laertes were starting their sword fight.  In our version, Ophelia (me) died onstage and stayed there for the rest of the play.. God love them, the boys decided to keep going.  Although there were a couple of close calls, neither one stepped on me or broke anything of their own.  It was probably the scariest moment I’ve ever gone through onstage in which I had absolutely no control over.  I mean, I was already dead, I couldn’t just get up and walk out!

What about Messenger No. 4 are you most excited to be sharing with an audience?
As cheesy as this sounds, I’m just excited to be able to provide our audiences with an hour and a half of pure fun; and to hopefully give them a break from real life for that short amount of time.  There have been so many laughs in rehearsals so far, I pray that our audiences have as much fun and think we are as funny as we do.

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God Bless the Child…

Cambiare’s next production (exact dates pending) is In Pursuit of Childhood. It’s already in it’s 3rd incarnation (as proposed it was called Lunchroom Gods and featured yet MORE mythology!) and beginning the plunge from mine and Will’s brains through the filter of a cast and into reality.

Will and I brainstorm pretty fluidly at this stage. We take an idea, walk it to a conclusion, ask it a few questions, and move on. Sort of the way all the cautious (i.e. smart) kids took to a Choose Your Own Adventure with a finger marking each outcome so as to avoid dying or becoming an ant.

A lot of the specifics of the piece will depend on the cast and the improvisations they create, but as a starting place we plan on assigning each of the cast members a characteristic to build their character from. Something stock to give a foundation the (approximate) sixth graders we’re looking for local superstars to build. A sort of kiddie commedia.

Bandying around the sorts of characteristics it would be fun to see folks try on leads for the more introspective participants (yeah alright both of us) to think about where we would have fit in the group. What would my “stock characteristic” have been?

How about small? Very small.

Sixth Grade Graduation

Yes that’s actual sixth grade graduation.

I hadn’t yet discovered cynicism, had only the rudimentary control of sarcasm that all sixth graders have, I wasn’t the class clown, Peter Ivas was. I was smart, but wasn’t the smartest kid in the class, one of the girls was (my money is on Jodie Shafer, but any of Jodie, Nevart, or Megan could have been number one). I was still very unsure of myself only having spent 3.5 years with my family. So I hadn’t become the arrogant know-it-all of high school that fed into the arrogant know-it-all insufferable loudmouth of adulthood.

So I guess I’m going to have to stick with quietish nerd. It’s not where I ended up, but it is where I was…

How about you? What Stock Kids Movie Type were you?

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3 Chances Left to See Orestes

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And the pieces begin to appear

On Monday night, while I celebrated the holiday with my coworkers, Megan had a bunch of folks over to the house. She pitched them the show over pizza, and now we have some faces to go with with the amorphous aesthetic ideas we’ve been trying on for size for the last few months.

This step is always amazing to me. It’s amazing even after a traditional audition for an established text, but when you are developing a show and this talent falls out of the sky and is simply the only possible, perfect choice for what you’ve been imagining… that’s magic.

This is where everything comes into focus. The nagging questions of this specific moment, or the look of that special piece will be answered by this person who  hadn’t even been involved two weeks ago. Their fresh eyes, and their own personal aesthetic will round the edges of this piece, completing it.

And actually, in this show, they are also often the canvas we are painting on. We’re lucky to have them. Hell, we’re ecstatic to have them. Soon. Soon I will introduce them to you. Hang onto your hats.

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The ink is dry

The excitement is in the air!

Can you feel it!?

Yesterday we signed the contract with Salvage Vanguard, and now we can say without reservation that the show will go on.

February 1st, 2nd, 3rd, 8th, 9th, 10th.
It’s real.

There’s so much ephemeral shuffling of deck chairs in the production of any show that the touchstone moments, those moments of hard reality, become a little bit more heightened.

There should be something dreadfully prosaic about the simple legality of singing a rental contract. I have leased an apartment for a decade, resigning my latest lease just last Saturday, and never once have I been EXCITED about it. I was pretty relieved on signing my first lease in San Francisco.. but we were homeless at the time.

This is different.

It’s one thing to SAY you have a theatre company.
It’s one thing to get a group of talented people together and start hashing out a show.

It’s a whole different thing to really honestly have a space for it, and a time frame.

Maybe this it what it feels like for first time home buyers?
The commingled joy and terror of "It’s really ours and it’s perfect!", combined with a nagging "How in the WORLD are we going to pay for it!??!"

I’ll take it.

Do I have to mow the lawn for those two weeks?

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Mind The Gap

We’re going to cover a little bit of ground, so bear with me.


I promised my salvo into the late lamented “What is Wrong with Theatre” barrage, but that battle has cooled for this cycle, and honestly? We all know what is wrong with theatre, we all whine about it, and then we keep on at it anyway. The gist of my post was that the primary problem is the attitude of theatre artists in general (viv-a-vis wanting the moon for free) and the War on the Audience in particular. But we know, the theatre world doesn’t need me repeating it. So I won’t. Yet. That battle will come around again if I get all ornery about it later.


I am in heavy information acquisition mode. Reading every blog under the sun, movie after movie and 4 shows in the last two weeks. I now have a better understanding of the theatrosphere’s reticence to review shows. For my (non-renumerated) purposes, if you can’t do it honestly and really gain something from the analysis why do it? And in a community this small how can you do it honestly without stubbing toes?

Yeah I don’t know.


Isaac’s Question earlier this week leads into what I was going to post about anyway, so let’s turn two shall we?:

In what ways is collaboration valuable
(or: how come we take it as a given that it is, if it is not)?

Collaboration is valuable (to my thinking) in three primary ways:

  1. It helps any given artist paper over their gaps.
  2. It allows artists who don’t have a singular vision the ability to make art.
  3. It allows for synthesis of ideas outside of the vacuum of one mind.

I am a cerebral person. Well, that gives me rather more credit than I deserve, but I haven’t found a word that fits that doesn’t give more credit than I’m trying to claim (intellectual, academic, they give more of a sense of focus than I’m really talking about – maybe analytical is what I’m looking for). When I begin a project I jump in headfirst. Generally It’s also head last.

This is useful in that the show gets a thorough going over and I take care of the themes and subtleties of the show quite well. But it means that I tend to be hamfisted about the physicality of a given show, and my productions lack sex almost as a rule.

I’m not really sure how this blind spot opened up. But it’s there and it’s something that I need to stay aware of while working any given show. It’s something I forgot about in the run up to my last show, and it suffered for it.

Intermission (said last show) was a collaboration between myself and my current partner in crime Will Snider. We had three months from go to curtain to create and stage a show. Will and I pieced together the concepts and Intermission became a relationship anthology set in a bar/club with a live band playing music original to the show. The cast improvised their dialogue, and they fine tuned details of their relationships.

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And the show was just okay. It was mushy. (It lacked specificity as Peggy Rae would have chastised me). It suffered in the way George Hunka would have told me before hand that it would suffer. It lacked a singular declarative voice. (please note: the preceding is a paraphrase)

Further, due to the aforementioned blind spot, it lacked sex. A relationship anthology that lacked sex. Not that we didn’t talk about it. It just wasn’t the underlying tension. We missed it because it’s my blind spot, and unfortunately one that my collaborator shared. Given the nominal writer and director both not thinking about the sex of it, and a largely young cast… the sex was dodged when it wasn’t ignored.

I was also in the show. (This process was just chock FULL of great ideas). My scene was a five-year-later meetup between two people who had only known each other briefly in passing and now were meeting again under changed circumstance for both. Would they connect for real this time? Were they meant to be together? Is there any such thing as “meant to be together”?

It’s been done, sure, but it comes up again and again because it’s a real situation, and Will and I were (and are) very interested in Fate as a concept. But because Will and I sat in my living room for two months and hashed out faith versus free will the scene became the most talky go-nowhere scene you can imagine. There was never the “Will They?”/”Should They?” tension that should have suffused the scene. (That’s what rewrites and remounts are for….)

In the best of all possible worlds one of Will or I wouldn’t have the sex blind spot. It would make our collaboration stronger, because we would be covering a hole in the other’s approach. Instead the similarities in approach meant that our flanks weren’t covered.


What are your gaps?

How do you combat them?

What do you find beneficial in generative collaboration?
(i.e. not when you’re telling a designer how to do their job, but in REALLY collaborating)

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