Who is your audience? I challenge colleagues with this question frequently and badger myself with it constantly. I am of a mind that a “general audience” does not exist, and to make work for such an imaginary crowd is merely avoidance of an important question in art-making: “For whom are you making this?” I am also of a mind that if one is making work “for oneself,” one should present that work to one’s mirror and stay out of the theater.
With these self-imposed rules in mind, I began making a solo. I planned never to subject an audience to what I knew full well was an entirely self-indulgent project. After a few cathartic rehearsals however, I got bored. Turns out, I’m not that interesting. Or, at least, I’m not interested in myself as audience.
My self-centered solo performance project has therefore mutated (thank goodness) into a series of short solos to be performed for others. I am creating each mini-piece specifically for an audience of one – each a person who has significantly impacted my work. With any project, I try to know and respect my audience, but with this project, I went for literal.
Who knew pandering to an audience could be so artistically satisfying?