“The air was literally filled with Pigeons; the light of noon-day was obscured as by an eclipse… - John James Audubon
As a child, my father would take my brother and me to the Cincinnati Zoo multiple times a week during the Summer. He worked nights and the zoo provided the perfect location to both entertain and educate two young boys. Although, not one of our required spots of every visit, quite frequently we would travel to Passenger Pigeon Memorial to look at the stuffed birds and be reminded of the devastating power of man. At the same time, we were instilled with the understanding that it is our responsibility to protect the species of our world. It is a beautiful planet with so many beautiful things in it.
This play started its life about 10 years ago, when I submitted a much earlier version of the script to the Festival. Although, it was not chosen for that Festival year, I always intended to one day produce the play. After what seems like a rather unusual path (cough, cough...Furlesque), I am thrilled to finally bring Martha’s story to life in the same city that she (and I) call home.
I hope that you enjoy the play. Some people have asked about the message of the play. The message of my play isn't sadness, (although I will understand if some assume that it is) but hope. After everything has been stripped away from us, hope is the one thing that always remains...whether you want it to or not.
- Sean P. Mette