white biting dog judith thompson artist note: “Every fact is related on one side to sensation and, on the other, to morals” – Ralph Waldo Emerson, on Montaigne.
On a brisk spring day in Montreal, one year ago, I met my friend Nancy Palk, who was at the time teaching at the National Theatre School, for breakfast in a small café in the Plateau. She was working on White Biting Dog with her students and was practically bouncing off her restaurant chair with enthusiasm for the play. She wanted to direct it one day. I was flattered that she saw me in the role of Lomia, the troubled wife of Glidden and mother of Cape. Nancy patently adored the play. There began between us an ongoing discussion of the play that hasn’t abated. Fast forward to many months later, July 2011, and we began rehearsals the morning after she’d opened to acclaim as Amanda in The Glass Menagerie. This was Nancy’s first directing gig: you’d think she’d been doing it all her life. Round the table were Joseph Ziegler, whom I knew well, and three other actors I barely knew: Michaela Washburn, Mike Ross and Gregory Prest. The rehearsal process is a fascinating one, not least for its presumption of familiarity with one’s colleagues and in the case of this play, some pretty intimate moments and colourful language. On day three, as Lomia, I was admonishing Pascal (Gregory) to “spoon out my eyeballs and shave off my nipples”. We dissolved into laughter, topped by Gregory’s comment “Dear Mum, today I…” Laughter has been our best means of getting to the bottom of this story of coming home, of meaning good but practicing evil, of manipulation and selfishness. And Nancy, with her wealth of experience in acting in Judith’s plays over the years, has been our intelligent and passionate guide at every stage. Cape wants to save his dad from death and thereby save himself. Pony wants to help Cape, and Lomia wants to pursue her life of pleasure. And Pascal gets caught in the crossfire. Somehow evil gains an entry and corrupts Pony’s ‘goodness’. And family dynamics show their power to destroy. It’s been quite a journey. “Dear Mum, today I…”
Fiona Reid, Lomia in White Biting Dog