Joey Tremblay Thought 11

Hello my name is Joey Tremblay, and this is thought number 11. I've been working on a wee theory about theatre.  It's my "go to" musing whenever I get disillusioned with the day to day practice of making art.  You know, when I lose the sense of meaning, or purpose or value of this particular art form.  In those dark moments when it all seems meaningless, and I think "I've got to quit.  Why the fuck am I still doing this?" My little musing is this. . . Theatre is the relentless forward moving ritual of the birth, life, death cycle.  Think about it.  We are in the business of birthing moments, letting them live briefly and watching them die and moving on. This is the ebb and flow cycle of experiencing theatre . . . the very heart beat and the breath of our practice.   Always moving forward, no time to sit indulgently in moments, no rewinding moments to re-experience them or to mourn them…. But one has to forever and forever, let go, and move to the next moment. And keep breathing and continue to experience.  Theatre is the art form of living.  This is its most important value.  Humans need to practice, need to relearn again and again, what it means to be alive.  We need to practice and celebrate the cycle of birth, life, and death.