I am not involved in the casting process. It is a mystery to me. A fascinating mystery.

I wandered out to use the bathroom across from the performance space, and found interns sitting at a desk handing out clipboards with questionnaires attached. Head shots fluttered about the space, actors (who look impossibly young to me) stretched, chatted, sat looking nervous. So far, par for the course. I went back to my desk.

I wandered out again later to ask a question, and the group of impossibly young actors had moved from the waiting area into the space, and begun the audition.

And the noises that came from within that space! Shouting, laughing, squealing, stomping, singing, hollering, running… people manipulating their voices and manipulating their bodies every which way. Another co-worker later observed, “People coming out of those auditions look like they just had a life-affirming experience.”

And it was true… energized, refreshed, proud of their art, they all seemed enthused about even the possibility of being part of a Redmoon endeavor.

I don’t know what goes on in that audition space. But I’m glad it seems to be working really well, for everyone involved.