Her life as a work of art
‘Occupant’ gives sculptor Louise Nevelson regal form at the Garry Marshall.
New York artist Louise Nevelson is best remembered for sculptures constructed of cast-aside wood, the pieces aligned vertically as if reaching for the sky.
“Occupant,” a play about her life, is similarly made. Materializing from the afterlife to participate in a gallery talk, Nevelson — a regal figure dressed to impress — determinedly shapes her history into a series of lifechanging dramas and piercing insights, brushing aside her interviewer’s frequent intimations that she’s embellishing or even wholly inventing her anecdotes.
Her life might be made of mundane, imperfect materials, but she is determined to form them into a forceful work of art.
Edward Albee wrote the play, which may seem surprising until you learn that he and Nevelson were close friends. His tendency to treat reality as a fluid construct proves quite suited to his mercurial, trailblazing subject. A late-career work, “Occupant” was published in 2001 and given a delayed premiere in 2008 in New York. It now feels a bit like a valediction. Nevelson died in 1988, Albee in 2016. A crisp production at the Garry Marshall Theatre in Burbank introduces the piece to the West Coast.
The stage is remade into what appears to be a museum gallery with neutral gray walls and a couple of viewing benches. The Nevelson who strides into the room is not the 88-year-old at the time of her death but the artist in the vigorous mature years of success that had been a long time coming. Martha Hackett bears a passable resemblance to the sculptor, especially in the artist’s distinctive headscarf and robe.
If she gilds the details of her life, perhaps she can be forgiven. Her family fled anti-Jewish violence in Ukraine and settled in Maine, where they were outsiders. Then, as she began to rise in the world, she had to fight past walls of men: a husband who expected her to be a society wife, then an art world where men made the art, ran the galleries and wrote the critiques.
She had to dream herself into being, at great cost. She stands tall, moves regally and leans into the questions being hurled at her. Who is this snorting, contrary interviewer (played by James Liebman), anyway? A manifestation of all those roadblocking men in her life?
Finely wrought details abound in Heather Chesley’s staging. Yet for all the terrific work, including the designs by Stephen Gifford (set) and Paula Higgins (costumes), the presentation proves cerebral and insiderish. It doesn’t help that Nevelson isn’t asked to talk about her art until well into the second half.
Seat squirming is bound to develop, but on the frequent occasions when Nevelson delivers a dictum, it perks you up. To wit: “You’ve got to do it yourself,” she says. “Try to stand up, and if it turns out you can’t stand up straight without crutches, go out and learn how to make crutches.”