To me, what is important in the theater is that we don't want to make a conclusion. We don't want to make a statement, don't want to say what something is. We want to ask, 'What is it?'
Interpretation
Theater should provoke questions rather than provide answers or conclusions.
Robert Wilson emphasizes that the essence of theater lies in the exploration of questions rather than delivering definitive statements or conclusions. He advocates for a form of artistic expression that encourages the audience to engage with the unknown and consider various interpretations, essentially promoting a reflective and questioning approach to art.
In practice
This quote could be used in a theater workshop to encourage actors to focus on the depth of their characters.
Usually in theater, the visual repeats the verbal. The visual dwindles into decoration. But I think with my eyes. For me, the visual is not an afterthought, not an illustration of the text. If it says the same thing as the words, why look? The visual must be so compelling that a deaf man would sit though the performance fascinated.
I never studied theatre; I learned it by doing it. If I had studied theatre, I would not be making the kind of theatre I am making.
When I go to Comic-Cons and people line up for autographs, so many people have a story about how they are moved, how they get tearful about what 'Back To The Future' meant to them.
A poem is a private story, after all, no matter how apparently public. The reader is always overhearing a confession.
Cartooning is preaching. And I think we have a right to do some preaching. I hate shallow humor. I hate shallow religious humor, I hate shallow sports humor, I hate shallowness of any kind.
The best thing about writing has been the writer's life, the sense of being expressed, the ownership of the day, the entirely specious sense of freedom we have, however slave we are to some boss or other. I wouldn't trade it for any other life.
It's the duty of art to ask questions, not to provide answers. And if you want a clearer answer, I'll have to pass.
The last time I saw her was red. The sky was like soup, boiling and stirring. In some places, it was burned. There were black crumbs, and pepper, streaked across the redness.
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