On the stage: a single tree blossoming over a single gravestone. The tree is a young apple tree in full blossom, almost flamboyantly alive, the blossoms cartoonishly large. The tree sort of leans over the stone, and the stone, almost imperceptibly, but perceptibly enough to make it apparent, leans toward the tree, as if neither would be there if the other weren’t. The stone and tree are atop a grassy hill, artificially round, that falls off into darkness on all sides. There is a bouquet of old, dead flowers leaning against the gravestone, in stark contrast to the livid blossoms of the tree.
Stage Directions
Stage Directions
Stage Directions
On the stage: a single tree blossoming over a single gravestone. The tree is a young apple tree in full blossom, almost flamboyantly alive, the blossoms cartoonishly large. The tree sort of leans over the stone, and the stone, almost imperceptibly, but perceptibly enough to make it apparent, leans toward the tree, as if neither would be there if the other weren’t. The stone and tree are atop a grassy hill, artificially round, that falls off into darkness on all sides. There is a bouquet of old, dead flowers leaning against the gravestone, in stark contrast to the livid blossoms of the tree.