Another audition just announced TUESDAY 28 november 5pm!
Auditions for WAYTCo's next big show, yourseven at PICA for three weeks in february 2018
Your life in seven photo booths! A deeply evocative one-on-one journey that asks you to consider your life - past, present and future. Leave the outside world behind and enter the world of Shakespeare's seven ages of man. Directed by the instigator and co-founder of Proximity Festival, this is a touchingly intimate show about the private drama of you.
To be eligible to audition
- Hold a valid WAYTCo membership
- Be available to rehearse once a week from mid November 2017 to mid December 2017 and two weeks full time in mid January 2018
- Be available to perform during the three week season 1 February - 17 February 2018.
What to prepare and bring along;
- Bring bio and photo
- Wear loose comfy clothing
- Prepare to be able to speak for 1-2minutes about a comparison of two or three of the seven ages of man from Jaques' speech from As You Like It. (included below.)
Auditions will take place on Wednesday 15th of November at King Street Arts Centre, 357 Murray Street Perth.
Auditions are run as a workshop and will take place in the following three time slots on Wednesday 15th of November. There are only 10 spots per session so book in early!
- 4:30pm - 5:30pm
- 5:30pm - 6:30pm
- 6:30pm - 7:30pm
If you would like to find out more about registering for a WAYTCo membership please email firstname.lastname@example.org
JAQUES - As You Like It - Act II sc. 7
All the world's a stage,
And all the men and women merely players:
They have their exits and their entrances;â€¨
And one man in his time plays many parts,â€¨
His acts being seven ages.
At first the infant,
Mewling and puking in the nurse's arms.â€¨
And then the whining school-boy, with his satchel,
And shining morning face, creeping like snail
Unwillingly to school.
And then the lover,â€¨
Sighing like furnace, with a woeful balladâ€¨
Made to his mistress' eyebrow.
Then a soldier,
Full of strange oaths, and bearded like the pard,
Jealous in honour, sudden and quick in quarrel,
Seeking the bubble reputationâ€¨
Even in the cannon's mouth.
And then the justice, In fair round belly with good capon lin'd,â€¨
With eyes severe, and beard of formal cut,â€¨
Full of wise saws and modern instances;â€¨
And so he plays his part.
The sixth age shiftsâ€¨
Into the lean and slipper'd pantaloon,â€¨
With spectacles on nose and pouch on side,
His youthful hose well sav'd, a world too wide
For his shrunk shank; and his big manly voice,
Turning again toward childish treble, pipes
And whistles in his sound.
Last scene of all,
That ends this strange eventful history,
Is second childishness and mere oblivion,â€¨
Sans teeth, sans eyes, sans taste, sans everything.