Why make.? Why theatre?

My father has died.

I am in pain.

I repent for not having fully known him.

I decide to know him by observing his aftermath.

I handpick relationships that seem crucial to his life.

I try to find him in his absence.

I work with his dramaturg to create scenes for each of these relationships.

I direct the scenes and rehearse with actors.

I expose the real people of his life to these scenes and ask them to play themselves.

I record their performances.

I am making a documentary film which paints a portrait of my father. This portrait is made by the real people of his life.

I am watching my father, in his entirety, yet in his absence, I stand at edges. of the scene and face him alive.