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Experiencing Hazel

Holding onto the treasures, exploring

Posing behind the screens

It was an 11 hour day. 12 hours for some of us.

Today was the day when the process was to reach completion. All the kinks were worked out and finalized, technical aspects were tested and now for the next two rehearsals we will run like mad until the show starts.

This truly has been a journey. Even when I thought Edna’s Archive could change no more, the slightest change in lighting instruments, sound levels and music once again polishes the piece into one strong production. One of the screens looked like it was in its last haul today, the wood broken from snapping up and falling many times, and the mechanics beginning to fail…but the technical crew was fast to fix it.

Our web presence is getting stronger. The website grows larger and more detailed everday. We now have a Twitter account at http://twitter.com/ednasarchive. For Facebook members, we have an event set up at Facebook Edna’s Archive Event. Please do check us out!

Lisa, our playwright and Co-Creator/Producer spent hours tirelessly today decorating the bank’s vault with various items from the archive, from photos to cards to letters.  Outside from the amazing visuals of the archive now being displayed in massive amounts everywhere, because the archive is now open and scattered, the vault is filled with a scent of attic treasures, of book dust and memory. I don’t know if the world suddenly turned “orange and brown”, as Heather says in the production, but the sepia tones of the photographs and the smell of age certainly faded the world into those colours of sepia-toned memory. To see all those memories brings back thoughts of my own memories…where have all my Christmas cards gone? How many did I receive over the years? What happened to my old friends? Edna causes more than just self-reflection, she causes us to also remember our own lives.

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