19 Nocturne Boulevard
Julie Hoverson
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For Art's Sake by Julie Hoverson (19 Nocturne Boulevard reissue of the week)
[mature language and violence] Roy Chambers, self-proclaimed "artist of junk" becomes suspicious about the intricate work of another sculptor. Written and Produced by Julie Hoverson Cast List Roy Chambers - J.D. Lloyd Gwynneth Robinson Molly Tollefson Vivienne - Rhys TM Robert - Mr. Synyster Arturo - Philemon Vanderbeck Solange - Angela Kirby Penelope Cartwright - Kris Keppeler Hank Norton - Powers Chamber 19 Nocturne Theme: Kevin MacLeod (Incompetech.com) All other music by Professor Kliq (Creative Commons License) Editing and Sound: Julie Hoverson Cover Photo: (courtesy of Stock Xchange.com) "What kind of a place is it? Why it's an art gallery - can't you just smell the culture?" _________________________________________________________ FOR ART'S SAKE Cast: Announcer Cabbie Olivia Roy Chambers, artist of junk Gwynneth Robinson, gallery owner Robert [ro-BEAR], art critic Vivienne, art critic Arturo, sculptor Solange, a supermodel Hank Norton, grieving brother Penelope Cartwright, psychic Gordie, aspiring young critic OLIVIA Did you have any trouble finding it? What do you mean, what kind of a place is it? Why, it's an art gallery. Can't you just smell the culture? SCENE 1 MUSIC - PRETENTIOUS GRUNGE/INDUSTRIAL, BUT LOW. AMBIANCE LOW CROWD MUMBLE ROBERT and VIVIENNE sound bored and disinterested - very, very jaded intellectual. They are sort of fencing with each other. ROBERT It's so innovative, it's almost retro. VIVIENNE Jejune, yet piquant. ROBERT The raw power of the chain link simply draws the eye. VIVIENNE The underlying metaphor behind the cracked concrete base is very telling. ROBERT Trash cans have been overused this season. VIVIENNE Which is precisely what this piece is trying to say. It is a commentary on the current state of the art world. ROY That it's all garbage? ROBERT [snort of derision] Garbage? Perhaps to the petty and feeble mind, incapable of looking beyond the component parts-- VIVIENNE --this one would look at a forest and see trees. [ROBERT AND VIVIENNE chuckle.] ROY Oh, I understand this piece just fine. ROBERT Do you? Do you really? VIVIENNE What, then, is this putty-like brown graffitti in its indecipherable scrawl? ROBERT And that smell - it's almost visceral. ROY It's crap. ROBERT You'd best keep your voice down, dear fellow. The artist is a good friend of dear Gwynneth, our host tonight, and I hear he's actually graced us with his presence. ROY No- no. It's actually feces. The graffitti. I'm Roy Chambers. The artist? VIVIENNE F-feces? Excrement? ROY Yup. VIVIENNE B-but... doesn't it ... lose pungency after a time? ROY Of course. I freshen it up every couple of days. I hope you don't mind if I don't shake hands. A BEAT OF SHOCKED SILENCE, THEN ROBERT Well, that does put a new [trailing off] face ...on ...it. VIVIENNE Oh, look, they've opened the champagne. SOUND HURRIED FOOTSTEPS AWAY ROY [chuckles] GWYNNETH [sigh] Darling, you'll never sell anything if you keep telling people your work is shit. ROY [laughs harder] You know that's not the point. I just love seeing the look in their eyes. GWYNNETH Well, you may have the luxury of not needing to make your way as an artist, but I still need-- ROY I can always-- GWYNNETH [indignant] Write me a check? Not on your life, handsome. If I can't make it, I'll fail on my own two feet. [softening] But you can buy me dinner. Again. ROY [chuckling] I wasn't going to suggest charity - but since I seem to be the one losing you sales on my pieces, you could let me pay rent for the space-- GWYNNETH I don't understand why you're so down on your art. [serious] It's good
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