PL AYBILL parfumerie
Parfumerie miklÓs lÁszlÓ adapted by adam pettle and brenda robins }{
a pproxi m at e ru n ni ng t i m e: 2 hou rs & 15 m i nu t es t her e w ill be one 20 m i nu t e i n t er m ission
ARTIST NOTE: OLIVER DENNIS I wrote an artist note four years ago for this play. In it I somewhat tortured a metaphor comparing the “family” that works at Hammerschmidt and Co. with our family of theatre artists. This is our third time bringing it to you. Every two years this group of people (who live with me anywhere on a spectrum from love to adore) come together to try to recreate the alchemy that brought the original magic. It’s impossible. We’re different people than we were two years ago. Life has happened to us. Trish and Maev have had children and both have lost loved ones. Life has happened to us all. This changes us. That change can’t help but be reflected in the people that we play. So, the alchemy changes. We have this beautiful story to which we bring added perspective. And you will
bring your perspective. Your remembrances of missed opportunities, losses, young ones, old ones, unspoken loves, friendships, families… I have another metaphor for you: imagine dozens of satellites or electrons or little bright balls of light. And they’re floating around in space and time. And as if by calling or chance they come together, to be together, and share their little balls of light. And all of these little balls of light, by virtue of their proximity, blaze and shine brighter than the sum of their parts. That’s kind of what it feels like to do this play with and for all you little bright lights. I stand by both metaphors.
OLIVER DENNIS, George Asztalos in Parfumerie
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