A rehearsal room somewhere in sunny South London. Light (and draught) floats in through the huge glass skylight above. Bella Heesom, Donnacadh O’Briain and I glance over the muscular writing she has been working on since we last played together in February for her play, Rejoicing at her Wondrous Vulva the Young Woman Applauded Herself which we will be performing next month at Ovalhouse, London.
This time the room is full of an entire team of creatives thanks to Arts Council funding. Surrounding us are chairs filled with fabulous women (beside our two male colleagues) who will be sailing this ship toward new, unchartered and eagerly anticipated waters.
After our initial stagger through (me feeling like I’m jumping off a cliff without a rope or bungee or net) I feel my body alight with curiosity and energy. The piece is brutally honest, bonkers and truly the most moving piece I’ve ever worked on in theatre. Female sexuality remains a taboo. Plays like this, devoted to its exploration, are needed more than ever.
Our next few weeks is all about our female gaze, answering questions without hurry, staying open, experimental and enjoying the lush feeling of working with colleagues who are friends and who you trust implicitly.
Time for Magick……!