Jim Houghton, the founder and, until just last month, artistic director of Signature Theatre Company, has died of cancer at 57. Jim was truly one of the most visionary artists and administrators of the last half-century, responsible for resurrecting careers, introducing exciting new playwrights, and making top-quality theater widely available at an affordable price point. I interned at Signature while in college, and he was also one of the nicest and most genuine people I've ever worked with. He's one of the few people in the theater world whom I don't think I've ever heard a bad word spoken about.
My thoughts are with his wife, his two kids, and all of his friends and colleagues. I'm thankful for the amazing work he was responsible for.
"You travel alone because other people are only there to remind you how much that hook hurts that we all bit down on. Wait for that one day we can bite free and get back out there in space where we belong, sail back over water, over skies, into space, the hook finally out of our mouths and we wander back out there in space spawning to other planets never to return hurrah to earth and we'll look back and can't even see these lives here anymore. Only the taste of blood to remind us we ever existed. The earth is small. We're gone. We're dead. We're safe."
-John Guare, Landscape of the Body
Terrible news. Signature is a jewel of American theatre, and that's due to Houghton's vision. My deepest sympathies to his family, friends, and colleagues.
"...everyone finally shut up, and the audience could enjoy the beginning of the Anatevka Pogram in peace."