Before the start of the SAIAH production of Moby-Dick in Atlanta this April, viewing subjects waited in a warehouse adjacent to the performance space. As we met new people and wandered among reclaimed artifacts and performance storyboards, sailors brought lanterns, one by one, into the warehouse. And when dusk fell, the sailors became our guides, each taking a lantern to usher us through the falling dark to the abandoned warehouse that soon would become a town, and an ocean, and a ship.
