What is your name? Where are you from?
My name is Steve Moulds. I live in Louisville, KY now, but I am originally from Glen Burnie, MD.
What is the project you are working on at SPACE?
At the beginning of the week I was working on a draft of a play called The Wedding Guest that I’m writing for Actors Theatre of Louisville’s apprentice company. It’s a one-act commission for them to do as a collaborative project and it’ll be going up at the end of the month. The second project I’ve been working on is an adaptation of Franz Kafka’s Metamorphosis for high school students at Walden Theatre in Louisville.
Where have you been spending most of your time at SPACE?
Well, until it got cold (laughs) I had been spending a lot of time on the back porch of the Sycamores, in those two chairs that face the bowling green. That was probably my favorite spot until it got too chilly. Even when it was raining lightly, it was actually still a nice spot. I then did a good amount of writing in the garage by Kay Hall. It’s actually a great spot at night because you’re right here by the house, you can duck in if you need something, but you’re still by yourself. Otherwise, I’ve been in the dining room of Kay Hall.
What’s coming up next for you and your project?
The Wedding Guest goes into rehearsals on October 10th. That’ll be a very concentrated two weeks of rehearsal, and then that will go up on the 26th, perform twice, and then, well, “poof”, as many things in the theatre do. That play is going to be a room-based collaboration. I wrote a script that has deliberately sharp edges to it—there’s a lot of space to ask “what is happening here?”—and the desire isn’t necessarily to clean up those sharp corners. I’ve been thinking of this play as a document that we’re using as a starting point for storytelling. So, rather than a script, it’s more like a beginning point and we’ll figure out the rest in the room, because it’s rather surreal in places.
If you were reincarnated as a farm animal, what farm animal would you be and why?
Maybe it’s just because I’ve been spending all week listening to him, but that rooster next door, he just goes all day and there’s something kind of sweet about the fact that he needs to be talking to people all the time. I think if you left me to my own devices, I would eventually walk around and be like, “Hey, what’s up? Hey, what’s up?” So, I think I would be the rooster. Every once and a while I just need to make a little noise and it’s like, “there goes Steve, again.”