MITF Solo Shows
Stage Left will host the following solo shows during the Midtown International Theatre Festival.
| Purpose of Matter | Cat-her-in-e | Transit | Fix It |
| Fri, July 27 6 pm | Wed, July 25 8 pm | Thu, July 26 8 pm | Fri, July 27 8:30 pm |
| Sun, July 29 4:15 pm | Thu, July 26 6:30 pm | Sat, July 27 8:15 pm | Sat, July 27 6 pm |
| Thu, Aug 2 8:45 pm | Sat, July 28 4 pm | Fri, Aug 3 8:30 pm | Sun, July 29 2 pm |
| Sat, Aug 4 6:15 pm | Fri, Aug 3 6:30 pm | Sun, Aug 5 4 pm | Sun, July 29 6:45 pm |
| Sat, Aug 4 8:30 pm | Wed, Aug 1 8:30 pm | ||
| Sun, Aug 5 2 pm | Thu, Aug 2 6:30 pm |
From an epiphany on Charles Street in Boston to a Howard Johnson Hotel on Houston Street in NYC by way of Appalachia and Kansas City, follow the white girl in her search for God.
I come from the do it yourself generation, coming of age after World War II. If you needed something - a new dress, adding a room for a baby - you did it yourself because everybody else was too busy to help. That has stood me in good stead during my life. When problems beset me, I looked inside myself for answers. How to balance my own desires with my responsibilities to my family. Taking care of my mother during her decline and death, struggling with my husband about home and career, worrying about my son's growing up and finally discovering the solution lay in understanding that whatever I wanted to do, I had to do it myself. Looking back on it now, I take it all with a grain of salt. My struggles and travails amuse me, after all, I made it this far didn't I? So that's what TRANSIT is about: surviving the blizzard of my life. I hope you'll come and see me talk about it some evening.
The Purpose of Matter in the Universe*
written and performed by Joe Hutcheson
directed by DB Levin
* The geography of a nervous breakdown.
Traveling from his home in California to a new one in Florida, a man suffers a nervous breakdown and must sift through the tangled mysteries and memories of his past in order to get on with his future.
Mary Jane Wells in
Directed by Ben Sander aka Brini Maxwell
Brett Singer - Public Relations
Barbara Okishoff - Audience Development
Roger Bailey - Stage Manager
FIX IT
Megan Griswold
Segment of Cat-her-in-e
by Amy Staats
Phone Number
Spotlight up: Amy, alone at her laptop. Typing. Small china
cat on desk. Box on desk with gift wrap.
AMY ADULT
Dear Catherine.
Pause.
Delete delete delete. Dear Cat-her-in-e, Thank you so much
for the china cat. I really like it. I am awful. I know Ms.
Manners says that I have up to one to send thank you notes
for my wedding gifts, but four years is inexcusable. I want
to tell you...
Pause.
Delete. Delete. Delete.
(Amy wraps up china cat in wrapping paper and puts it in box)
Black out
Lights up: empty stage: bluish pink lights
AMY AT 4
Visiting my cousin Catherine was on par in excitement with
discovering the Muppet Show. One evening during the spring of
confusion, my sister turned on the TV, and there it was.
(Sound effects: Swedish Chef & chickens)
I couldn’t believe a show existed that mastered so perfectly
the ideas struggling to form on the inside of my brain. At
the age of four, I didn’t yet know what I was looking for,
but I already knew what I liked.
(Driving in car)
Radio sounds: NPR Duke Ellington“ Nutcracker Jazz Suite”
AMY AT 4
Daddy...How much longer till we get
there?
Dad
Just about...three more hours.
AMY AT 4
Is this the state where the earth
changes colors?
2.
DAD
No. That’s West Virginia. We’re
going to North Carolina
AMY AT 4
Then...then..then...tell us a story
about...
DAD (ABRUPT)
Let’s just listen to NPR
And my sister and I pressed our noses against the passing
landscape and pretended that it all looked familiar.
But when my fathers van finally rumbles into driveway of a
the surprisingly unfamiliar low roofed seventies style house
my anticipation of delight turned inward into abject fear:
What were we thinking? We hadn't visited our cousins since
last summer...since... We don’t even know them.
Its Thursday morning, Christmas is on Sunday,and what lies
between is a chasm of social interaction unknown to us except
for fragmented memories a half a year back.
I am suddenly, overwhelmingly mind blowingly shy.
BELL
Ding dong
AUNT ANNE
“Hey ya’ll Oh my Goodness. Muffin,
if muffin would stop barking”
The door opens and there is Aunt Anne with her dark hair
fixed in a doubled up ponytail high in her head, like a
fastidious, dark haired, Brigitte Bardot from the south.
And muffin, the first little long haired dog I have ever seen
is scurrying around our legs and we are on the front door
landing now and the smell of the home hits us, comforting,
like lavender but not lavender, and our cousin Camden is
standing tall behind Aunt Anne.
CAMDEN
“Hey ya’ll”.
And Uncle George is off playing golf and Nana is at the door
now too , more my size with her white hair up in a high
bouffant and a big hug
3.
NANA
look at you girls, you got so big.
My goodness, It looks like you’re
wearin everything you own.
and then she and Aunt Ann made fun of my Dad
NANA
Mercy Ched you’re a wreck
AUNT ANN
girls, were putting you downstairs
in Camden's room.
We go down the stairs, still terribly shy and glance at the
rec room to our right with the door ajar and past the rec
room to Catherine's room whose door is closed.
For the first day, we held close to our father.
AUNT ANN
And how are you girls? How is your
mother?
SUSANNAH AT 5
Fine.
AUNT ANNE
“Your Grandmother?'
Susannah
“Fine”
Aunt ann
And Wisconsin My goodness, I hear
its real cold there.”
Susannah
Yes.
Amy (4)
We're having three Christmases..
One with Mom, one with Goggie and
Grandaddy, and one with you.”
Aunt Anne
Well, isn't that exciting.
My sister Susannah and I sit at the kitchen table eating our
sandwiches like china dolls while somewhere in the house our
cousin Catherine is looming. We know it.
4.
There comes a point to all great events when one must jump in
the water. It's a horrible thing, but it must be faced.
Susannah
Um...Aunt Anne....where’s
Catherine?
Aunt Ann
Well now I’m not sure. She’s
probably downstairs reading. I’m
sure she’d be happy if ya’ll went
down to say hello.
SUSANNAH AT 5
Do you think she would want to play
Barbies with us?
AUNT ANN
Well now, I don’t know. She might.
SUSANNAH AT 5
Let’s go downstairs
AMY AT 4
Okay
My heart is pounding in my chest.
SUSANNAH AT 5
“May we please be excused?
AUNT ANN
Why, yes you may. My goodness. What
nice manners
And we brought our plates carefully to the sink without
spilling.
SUSANNAH
“Daddy, we’re gonna go see
Catherine.”
“That sounds like a good idea.” Said our father, and opened
his book
We walk downstairs. Past the rec room. Further down the hall.
And there we are.
The door was big and wooden.
SUSANNAH AT 5
“You knock.”
5.
AMY AT 4
“No you knock.”
SUSANNAH AT 5
“No you.”
I knocked.
AMY AT 4
“Catherine?”
CATHERINE
“Hey. Come on in.”
Catherine, 12 and big boned, lay on her bed reading a
magazine. Her dark blonde hair is long and thick and her
face, if not necessarily pretty, is already strong in the
tradition of our West Virginian ancestors.
CATHERINE
I was just gonna come up and see
ya’ll.
SUSANNAH AT 5
What are you reading?
CATHERINE
I’m just reading this article in
Seventeen
AMY AT 4
But you’re not seventeen.
CATHERINE
I guess it thinks its geared toward
seventeen year olds, but really, I
think they always miss judge
interest level by about five years.
I’m reading about this one actress
Phoebe Cates. I’m not sure how
smart she is, but she’s got real
good skin. I wish I had good skin.
And a fierce longing set in, looking at Phoebe Cates, to tan
easily, to have good skin and a big toothy grin. Even at the
age of four, I could tell that we would never attain that. It
was impossible.
SUSANNAH AT 5
Do you wanna play Barbies?
(Pause)
6.
CATHERINE
Well, okay, I guess so.
Catherine put the magazine down face up, Phoebe still
grinning.
CATHERINE
Let’s play Barbie Olympics
(we nod emphatically)
We knew very little about the Olympics, but it didn’t matter.
Catherine had agreed to play
You couldn't take much time choosing your doll for Barbie
Olympics. Age was rank. Catherine got first choice, Susannah
got second, I got third.
CATHERINE
All right now, what are your dolls
professions?
AMY AT 4
Princess!
I said
CATHERINE
All right. Well now, my doll just
graduated from Harvard, she's a
doctor and a feminist. What about
your doll Susannah?
SUSANNAH AT 5
Veternarian
AMY AT 4
Oh well...
I said,
AMY AT 4
My dolls not a princess anymore,
she’s a farmer.
CATHERINE
No Amy, you already made her a
princess you can’t go back.
AMY AT 4
But...
7.
CATHERINE
No buts. Those are the rules. Now
if She's a princess, then why is
she in the Olympics?” “Princesses
have to stay in the castle and give
speeches from the balcony.
AMY AT 4
But in between speeches they let
her go.
CATHERINE
Well all right, but she's better
not make any mistakes, otherwise
her whole country will be
embarrassed.
We went upstairs to the living room.
CATHERINE
All right the first event is our
dolls have to walk across the piano
with our hitting any notes
signifying grace and agility. My
dolls name is Susan. She’s
originally from Norway, and had
just come back from studying
abroad.
SUSANNAH
My Dolls name is Rose, she’s a
veternarian from Scotland.
Amy
“Mine is...Rose...mary. She’s a
princess from...Green Bay.”
SPORTS ANNOUNCER VOICE
Susan, the doctor from Norway,
walked effortlessly across the
piano, no notes touched, or
perhaps, maybe one, a black key,
minor point loss.
Rose, the veterenarian from
Scotland would also walk with
agility over the keys. Two keys
hit, a major, a minor, still good.
Rosemary from Wisconsin had a
harder time. Strange winds also
known as Catherine's hand came in
and
8.
AMY AT 4
“No, no,” I'd cry.
Catherine
Amy now, don't be spoiled sport.
Your doll stepped on a key thats
gonna cost her points
And I wouldn’t. Fairness suddenly didn’t matter. I wanted to
be in the game.
CATHERINE
All right for the next event. All
the dolls have to swing on the
pendulum of the Grandfather clock
three times without falling. I
think Mom keeps the key to the
clock right under here...
“one..oops. She fell.
Wait..wait....oops that’s gonna
cost her. Oh Well. She did her
best. Better luck in 84’.
SPORTS ANNOUNCER VOICE
The final event consisted of each
of our dolls singing two full
verses of Chuckie's In Love.
Neither Rose or Rosemary had any
knowledge of who Chuckie was, what
it felt like to be in love, or what
the song sounded like, so Susan,
the doctor from Norway, won by a
landslide.
The closing ceremonies were interrupted by Andy, age six,
ANDY
“What are ya'll doing?”
CATHERINE
We're playing Barbies.
ANDY
Oh. Its time for lunch.
We are different creatures then we were at breakfast. We sit
by Catherine, and would remain sitting there until the end of
the week.
FIX IT- a comedy about love, self-help and the recovery from both
Can a childhood of self-help therapy prepare the modern woman for a very adult crisis? This riotous one-woman show chronicles unusual rites of passage, marital catastrophe and how she stretches the limits of optimism and therapy in her attempts to "fix it." With humor and candor, 'Fix It' chronicles one woman's passage from self-help nut to adult woman navigating her life with grace and dignity. 'Fix It' premieres Friday, July 27 during the Midtown International Theater Festival.
Running through August 2nd, FIX IT will be performed at Stage Left Studio, located at
348 West 37th Street (between 9th & 10th Avenues) on the Fifth Floor.
TIMES/DATES: Friday, July 27th at 8:30pm; Saturday, July 28th at 6:00pm;
Sunday, July 29th at 2:00pm & 6:45pm. Wednesday, August 1st at 8:30pm;
Thursday, August 2nd at 6:30pm.
