
The Women's Theater Company Reunion
Thanks to my student, Jae, from my Women's Studies classes at PSU, former members of the unique Women's Theater Company reunited to talk about adventures we had in the old days.
The group was active from the early 80's through the early 90's and played to packed houses the whole time!

Jae and Deborah listen as members
describe Lesbian/ Feminist life in the
70's and 80's.
Jae is doing an extensive project on Social Change theater in Portland. I had mentioned to her when she interviewed me for this project, that I had been a member of the WTC in the mid-80's, as had my partner. My daughter appeared in one production in about 1990. Jae was very excited to hear about this company, as she hadn't heard anything about it having existed. Through talking to Jae and meeting last night with the old group, I came to realize how unusual and significant this theatrical group had been, how fortunate I am to have been part of it!
Jae and Deborah listen as members
describe Lesbian/ Feminist life in the
70's and 80's.
My partner and I were living in Salem when we first heard of this outrageous group in Portland. They were putting on new plays with all women casts that featured Lesbian relationships and promoted feminist ideals. When we moved to Portland in 1983, we found this group as soon as we could. I was in my first production in 1985, where I played a homophobic sorority girl, secretly in love with the main character.

In these days of so much acceptance of equality for women and gays, (yes, I know, we're still struggling) it is hard to remember how brave it was for this band of young women to mount feminist and gay positive plays. We did it on a shoestring, too. No grants for this group; just a lot of finagling and determination. I missed the early years of the group where they moved from theater to theater, scraping up rent and having to take the set down every night after performances. I enjoyed hearing more about this time last night. Several of the group remembered how they took movement, dance, and improvisation classes. When Jae asked why they did all this work, one of the group replied, "We were in love. We were in love with our art and our community."
When they first began, the group called themselves "A Real Professional Women's Theater Company." One of the early productions was a feminist Nancy Drew mystery. I was delighted to find that one of us has been a dedicated archivist, and that she had brought copies of all the posters. The posters are quite cool, especially if you consider they were made before computers were part of our lives. Company members designed, printed, and distributed them. They also made their costumes, sets, handled lighting, props, the ticket sales, etc. All in their spare time, because everyone had a day job or two.
By the time my partner and I joined, the Company had a permanent home in the Hollywood District. It was a ramshackle building, and we lived in fear of the Fire Marshal. Members with carpentry talents not only built the sets, but also made alterations to the building to improve it as a theatre and to keep said Fire Marshal happy.
Sometimes there was friction in the group, and the company had a hiatus for a while before I joined. Community won out, and after most members had started therapy, they came together again to mount more productions.

Members of the company were happy
to reunite and rejoice in what we
had accomplished.
Before my time, the group took tap dancing lessons so they could put on "The Lydia Pinkham Menstrual Show." This might seem a silly title today, but remember than even mentioning menstruation in public was a radical act. The group often made its points through humor, such as using the name of an old patent medicine in the title of this show.

Poster for the Menstrual Show

Poster for Last Summer at Bluefish Cove--I was in this one!

A longtime member of the company reviews a scrapbook
I'm so grateful to Jae and to all the members of the old Women's Theater Company--thanks for the old memories and the new perspective on this amazing experience!
The next day I led a workshop at The Art of Your Life Studio, called "Assemble Yourself." The participants and I met at the SCRAP store at its new location. Each person could spend 10.00 or under to purchase treasures for the collage they would create back at the studio. I gave myself a dispensation regarding the amount, as I was buying for other classes as well as for myself. Still, my bulging basket only amounted to 8.25 worth of valuable supplies!












Thanks to the workshop participants for the chance to see you create!



Several of you have kindly asked for an update on the GASP (Garage Art Studio Project.) This last week Julia and I hauled a great big bunch o' wood away. Julia bravely ascended the old built-in ladder to the garage loft, a nasty, dirty place where many squirrels and bugs like to live. She handed down to me every d**n piece of wood that was ever taken out of this house during its many remodelings and remuddlings. (I am not making this up--all the past owners saved everything!)
She also handed down a variety of old doors and a couple of old windows, as well as some beautiful old etched glass light fixtures. (Pictures next time!.) This week I also met with the architect, Dan, and spoke to Steve, the future contractor, who promises to "get [us] through it."
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