Happy New Year! We’re diving straight back into it here, with The 13-Storey Treehouse returning to the Sydney Opera House after a sell-out season there last September/October.
Nice news too that the show has just been nominated in the Sydney Theatre Awards as Best Production for Children. And I see that Andy Griffiths’ and Terry Denton’s The 39-Story Treehouse was the best-selling Australian book of 2013. That’s not ‘best-selling children’s book'; it’s ‘best-selling book‘ – a fantastic achievement. So naturally there’s pressure on to keep the crazy plays coming.
A workshop of The 26-Storey Treehouse is next and I’m looking forward to working with the great production team.
The promo video above includes a few clips of the play, and the ‘creatives’ (don’t you like that word?) saying nice things about each other and the show.
The 13-Story Treehouse will tour Australia during this year, playing in Melbourne, Brisbane, Perth and Adelaide as well as regional towns. For the full touring schedule, CLICK HERE.
And for those able to catch the madness in Sydney, bookings for the Opera House in January can be made HERE.
This shameless self-promoting plug is now over (if you don’t do it yourself, who else will?) so I can wish everyone a great 2014!
Luke Joslin is Superfinger, the greatest hero in the history of Handkind!
Okay here we go! It’s more than a year since I began working on the stage version of The 13-Storey Treehouse and this week we finally start performing it.
We can hardly wait. Continue reading
Curse you, Andy Griffiths and Terry Denton! How can you be so irresponsible, apparently chucking random words and incoherent stories into books with hastily scrawled drawings, and yet be so damn successful?
You are among Australia’s and the world’s best-selling authors and illustrators, but your plots are sadly thin, your characters have neither depth nor development and your stories have no uplifting, educational messages for young readers. And they’re totally impossible to adapt for the theatre.
It must seem oh so easy to you. You just write in a book: ‘suddenly along came a squadron of flying cats, a mermaid, a sea monster, hundreds of monkeys and a giant gorilla.’ I bet you have a good old giggle thinking these things up.
Then some poor playwright like me has to work out a way for it to all happen, live on stage, twice or even thrice a day, with barely time to sweep up the broken glass between performances. Continue reading
Simply approaching it makes you feel something magic is about to happen.
Mevrouw T and I don’t do this often enough. A thoughtful Christmas present was two tickets to a Sydney Symphony Orchestra concert.
A rare trip to the iconic Sydney Opera House at night reminded us what a special building it is, and what a spectacular location it enjoys. Continue reading
Part of Judith Wright’s ‘A journey’. Vaguely disturbing.
It was our first visit to the newly-renovated Museum of Contemporary Art, and we were impressed. By and large.
I confess that we usually go to the MCA and other modern art institutions more in hope than in expectation. We feel we ought to take an interest in cutting-edge contemporary art, though more often than not we emerge baffled rather than entertained. ‘What did you think?’ we ask each other. ‘Oh, sort of interesting. Um, different.’ And that’s all we have to say about it. Perhaps that says more about us than about the art. Continue reading