But at least this was a play which said something in the language of theatre, unlike Dalier Sylw 's other offering Maoysata, by Sera Moore Williams, a piece which failed to unshackle itself from the text. This was, in the final analysis, too word dependent a play, and featured a chorus more Eisteddfodic than effective. Maoysata opened with a spirited if cliched account of a Sun journalist's view of the world played with Brylcreem slickness by Iwan Tudor then ran itself into a confused detective story in which the hack tries to interrogate a woman who was found starving to death on an island. When she was asked about her experience she drew a picture of an angel. The weekend was studded with telling comments and statements.
Financial constraints are also artistic constraints.
Television, that idiot's lantern, has for too long been seen as the enemy of the live arts. Therefore carpe diem. Cliodhna ni Anluam, the artistic director of the only professional Irish-language company working in Ireland, five years old this year, threw illumination on the situation across St. George's Channel, where, during the company's existence it has staged ten plays. They have funding for only two professional productions per year. Volcano Theatre 's Paul Davies's pointed to the' fact that there is little space in the market and little money for experimental, cutting edge theatre in the UK and that touring overseas is one way of redressing the financial imbalance after losing monev on domestic tours.