Nothing In Theatre Has Any Meaning Before

The Closeness Of Reality And The Distance Of Myth, Because If There Is No Distance You Aren't Amazed, And If There Is No Closeness You Aren't Moved.

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?

Tradition Itself, In Times Of Dogmatism And Dogmatic Revolution, Is A Revolutionary Force Which Must Be Safeguarded.

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.

One View Of Photography Is That It Is A Zen-like Act Which Captures Reality With Its Pants Down - So That The Vital Click Shows The Anatomy Bare. In This, The Photographer Is Invisible But Essential. A Computer Releasing The Shutter Would Always Miss The Special Moment That The Human Sensibility Can Register. For This Work, The Photographer's Instinct Is His Aid, His Personality A Hindrance.