I Can Take Any Empty Space And

Theatres, Actors, Critics And Public Are Interlocked In A Machine That Creaks But Never Stops. There Is Always A New Season In Hand And We Are To Busy To Ask The Only Vital Question Which Measures The Whole Structure. Why Theatre At All? What For? Is It An Anachronism, A Superannuated Oddity? Surviving Like An Old Monument Or A Quaint Custom? Why Do We Applaud And What? Has The Stage A Real Place In Our Lives? What Function Can It Have? What Could It Serve? What Could It Explore? What Are Its Special Properties?

Reality' Is A Word With Many Meanings.

In The Theatre, Every Form Once Born Is Mortal; Every Form Must Be Reconceived, And Its New Conception Will Bear The Marks Of All The Influences That Surround It.

I Can Take Any Empty Space And Call It A Bare Stage.

I've Always Worked A Bit Like A Cook In A Big Restaurant, Where You've Got Lots And Lots Of Things Laid Out And You Go And Look Into One Cauldron And You Look Into The Other And You See What's Coming To The Boil.