To the BIPOC theatre community, YOU ARE ENOUGH. YOU MATTER.
There’s this little voice in my mind that pokes it’s stupid annoying head out from time-to-time and asks, “what’s next?”. Sometimes we get so caught up in doing the next thing or achieving the next goal, that we don’t give ourselves time to celebrate the thing that just freaking happened.
We all know her. She’s the one hovering in the wings with a water bottle and her camera phone ready… She sells tickets and t-shirts to support her kids’ shows. She mouths the words to every line her child utters onstage and her rhythm is absolutely flawless as she does the hand motions in the back of the auditorium so her little star doesn’t forget them. She is the stage mom.