âAm I Haunted or Just Cold? - Seven Weeks in Bloomsburg PAâ
(above: my commute to work, bascially)
I experienced something similar to what I experienced last year in regard to my Field Work Term search. Last year, for my 2017 FWT, I had already visited and confirmed a site before I even stepped foot on the Bennington campus. This saved me from some stress during term. With that in mind, I sent out most (if not all?) of my 2018 FWT applications during July, which meant all I had to do during the 2017 fall term was a few interviews. That also meant that I was offered the internship at the Bloomsburg Theatre Ensemble at the end of July, with a few other offers trickling in after. Most of my term was then about deciding which internship was the most feasible. Ultimately, as I am known to do, I dropped the ball on following-up with a few possible sites and by the time I had to register the site, Bloomsburg was really the only viable (and seemingly the safest and least sketchy, if Iâm being honest) option.
I was admittedly very apathetic about spending seven weeks in Bloomsburg, Pennsylvania. I had never heard of Bloomsburg, Pennsylvania. I only knew one person from Pennsylvania and they were from Philadelphia. Philadelphia is, I assume, very different from Bloomsburg, Pennsylvania. I had been gunning to do a FWT in New York, or Chicago, or Boston â someplace big and loud and fast and known for theater and where all my friends would be. I had spent my first FWT in Miami, my hometown, and I wanted to go somewhere that I could be cold but busy with the city and the internship
Bloomsburg, for all its cold, was not a place I had ever planned to end up for any reason. I was not incredibly enthused, even though BTE seemed like a perfectly wonderful place.
I was incredibly wrong to feel any way but absolutely ecstatic. Although itâs a small town (not as small as a Bennington but definitely far from a Miami), Bloomsburg was so delightful and had no shortage of things to do.
The Bloomsburg Theater Ensemble was a really really amazing place to work. Iâve often felt very strange in internships, in a way that it seems like Iâm there but not really there in a useful way. I did not feel this way at BTE. I felt very welcomed and by the end of the seven weeks I felt so comfortable and ingrained in the company that I couldâve thought Iâd been there for seven years. I went from being rather meek and subservient to not just having ideas (!) but being asked for them (what!? madness!). I doubt there was a big shortage of that during my first FWT, but for my first extended internship away from home, it was very vital to making me feel like I was really âhere.â Because I lived with my FWT supervisor (Laurie, a secret genius who need to be world-famous), I felt much more âinâ the company than I had in any other internship. Often, meetings for âAh-Ha!â were held at Laurieâs house over tea. There was a BTE potluck at Laurieâs house. Guest artists who came for âGeorgie McBrideâ lived in the house with us. I was truly plunged into the depths of the BTE pool and I was giving so many Water-Wings to keep me afloat until I was ready to do it myself.
The Alvina Krause Theatre, where BTEâs offices are and MainStage productions happen, was three blocks down from the house. The rehearsal space at the Mitrani was slightly further away. The âAh-Ha!â rehearsal space in St. Matthewâs Church was only slightly further away than that. Everything I needed was in walking distance. I didnât feel isolated at all in this small town, as I had worried I may feel.
Part of being in the depths of the BTE pool meant spending a lot of time with the ensemble members, who are all lovely wonderful youthful joyous sassy people who I got along with very well and already miss very much. They took me to movies, to the store, to events, to meals, to game nights, and to and from the airport â Â I felt incredibly supported and valued in the capacity of my internship as well as outside of it.
I believe it was this support that made it easier for me to feel that I could do things that I wanted to do. I casually mentioned one rehearsal of âI and Youâ that I did lighting design â rather than simply nod and politely acknowledge it, I was immediately asked to assist the lighting designer, which I did with some gobo and genie lift stuff. Laurie actively took an interest in the play I was revising over FWT that I had written in the fall for a class. The ensemble seemed interested in what I was interested rather than just what they needed from me in a technical sense. Although I didnât get to do a ton of stuff for âI and Youâ outside of my Assistant Stage Manager role, I at least got even slightly exposed to every piece of the puzzle, so to speak, which made it a very enriching experience. I also got to read a bunch of the plays Laurie has in her library (as well as many from the BTE archives), discuss them (and especially the ones sheâd directed) with her, and also watch videos of her past productions as well as read her writing and learn about her solo show sheâs been developing. The openness and sincere sharing nature of the ensemble was wonderful.
I feel like I underwent a good deal of growth over this FWT, both as a student/intern and as a human being. I got more comfortable asking questions/asking for help when I needed it. I even asked questions about things I didnât NEED to know more about but just wanted to. I learned a lot about the way BTE operates â I got to sit in on Tactical meetings, Envisioning meetings, Play Selection meetings, Committee meetings â and although I didnât feel entirely informed enough to take such an active role in those meetings, I was fully engaged and able to absorb everything going on. Watching Jim and Eric directing âI and Youâ and âGeorgia,â respectively, also helped me understand how to be a better directing and what might be a good way to articulate my ideas and the pace at which those ideas need to be articulated. Because I was so trusted, I was able to feel very independent (partly having to do with not being home?) and didnât feel that I was out of my lane when I was given independent tasks. I also grew more comfortable speaking up even when I wasnât explicitly asked to (but not so much in the insular meetings, as I had explained) but when it was appropriate too. I also got a lot more comfortable with giving my opinion since I was often asked for it.
This FWT was quite incredible simply because of what BTE is. Itâs a small theater, with a relatively small staff, in a relatively small town, and yet it has lasted for quite a longer while than Iâm sure anybody would guess it could. It was truly beautiful to see how much the town loves its theater and the people who work there. BTE is also, as its name implies, an âensemble theater.â There isnât any real hierarchy within the ensemble â I mentioned the âholocracyâ in an earlier post. The members perform in plays, design plays, direct plays, mostly using each otherâs talents. Itâs a collaborative atmosphere. I personally found it to be an interesting and fruitful model for a theatre company â one that I would certainly want to use in the future.
A few final thoughts before I jump back into the term:
Getting to help the lighting designer has made me even more interested in pursuing lighting design at Bennington.
 I enjoy keeping a blog over FWT because summarizing and reflecting on what Iâve done throughout the week helps me feel grounded and productive.
I need to learn to take care of myself diet-wise â I was not very good at grocery shopping.
Doing all that research for âAh-Ha!â made me very interested in taking a dramaturgy class to see how that translates to working on a pre-written text.
(Oh, and re: the title of this blog post. Laurie was having hip surgery and recovering at a more handicap-friendly house than her own for the first month of FWT, so although I got to see her I was living alone in a huge house, I got used to the creaking and clanging but for the first weekend I was thoroughly creeped out. It was cold and while the furnace warmed up I would walk into cold spots that were a little unsettling. Anyway. Goodbye. âTil next time.)











