In which I eat my words, at least a little bit. So after being a little bit flip yesterday here and here about the declining state of large theatres, Isaac pointed me to this post from Mead Hunter on his being laid-off from Portland Center Stage. I don't know Mead personally (though I think we're Facebook friends), but it sounds like a pretty big blow, both personally for Mead and for the theatre in general. (He also has a great follow-up here.) The news is full of stories like this one, big and small. So...maybe theatre is dying and the sky is falling.
Mead's post, though, has much hope and a fair amount of upside in it. Ol' Scott must be happy that Mead is remaining in Portland and setting up shop there, rather than heading off to the Dread NYLACHI(DC...KFC...MSNBC). I'm very much encouraged by Mead's SuperScript Service for reasons that I'll go into in another post, but mainly because he's building a revenue stream out of his artistic skills (and using the internet to do it). So check it out. As my favorite boys say, I always dream about a unified scene. (I think I might have mentioned them before...still buzzing from the show the other night...)