TEMPLE--Performed by Christina Fox Saturday, May 19, 7:30 PM
BLIP--Performed by Rachel Ganz, Directed by Tanya Rintoul Friday, May 25, 7:30 PM
All admission free
The Commons Theatre Toronto, Ontario
"What kind of person do you want to be? I ask my hand What kind of person And the hand writes for days, nothing, nothing, nothing, nothing, nothing We can’t be a person We can’t be a person because we have TOO MUCH TO FUCKING SAY"
Blip and Temple are two freak show acts written to elevate the contemporary woman's experience of social alienation.
BLIP is a writer with no hand. She has invited the audience into her studio for an attempt to express herself without words. She fails immediately.
TEMPLE is a woman in love. She's invited all the men she's ever been with over to her home so that she can exorcise them from her vagina. She fails immediately.
COME SEE THE INCREDIBLE WOMEN WHO FAIL THE WOMAN WITH ONE HAND AND THE WOMAN WITH NO HEART DON'T MISS YOUR CHANCE TO GAWK YOU WON'T REGRET IT COME AND SEE
A note from the writer "My career so far has been dedicated to telling the stories of “freak” women: Women who are physically or socially alienated despite their intellectual wealth. In 2016, my Summerworks entry Plucked, told the story of a farm where women turn into chickens and men farm their “chicken-lady eggs”. In 2014, my play The Dumb War featured two young women who, after being forced to share a room, turned their aggressive anxieties into a full-blown territorial war. The subjects of my shows are women who are intellectually magnificent while physically restricted. Both those shows saw near sold out runs. In both cases, audience members made sure to find me to tell me their related personal stories. I understand Freak women.
I am a Freak woman. Traditionally, the basic requirement for any “freak” was that they possessed a “biological rarity”. The “rarity” was then forced into a spotlight. As a female writer, I am constantly aware that my mind is a “biological rarity”. Just as The Four Legged Girl gained attention for her legs, I gain attention for my mind’s expression. I am a survivor of bipolar disorder. I write stories that come from an aberrational mind, a mind that is only as imaginative and accelerated as it is because it has suffered from being a “biological rarity”. I have felt alienated by my rarity my whole life. With this project, I am finally celebrating what it means to be Strange."