Public eye: John Del Gaudio, 33
New York street interviews: Stories from the sidewalk as told by real New Yorkers about their lives in the city that never sleeps.
Mon Dec 12 2011
Photograph: Allison Michael Orenstein
St. Marks Ave between Carlton and Vanderbilt Aves, Prospect Heights, Brooklyn
What do you do? I manage a small theater company called Target Margin Theater.
Do you target the margins of...society? I don't know what we're doing, but we're having a good time doing it. There are only two of us who work there now, so I do a little bit of everything, from producing to marketing to fund-raising.
Is it experimental stuff? I hate using that word because then people think we roll around naked in paint or something.
That's exactly what I picture. For me, it's just about challenging what theater can be and can do. We work with a lot of classic texts. This year we'll be doing Uncle Vanya and also looking at these amazing writers from the Russian avant-garde. People who were ahead of their time.
Speaking of which, do you carry lamps for good lighting all the time? [Laughs] No, I'm in the midst of a move from Gowanus to Crown Heights. I've been gathering street finds, friend finds and Craigslist finds. These are from Craigslist.
Potentially crazy strangers are no deterrent to your quest for home decor. Nope. I feel like I have a good vetting process. It requires enough back and forth to weed out the crazies. And these were so cheap! I just painted my living room a bright teal, so they'll go perfectly.
Sounds so mellow. I just started living on my own again and figured the only way to do it was to be selfish and have teal, pink and orange, and no one can complain about it. [Laughs]
Are you newly single? I am. It takes some getting used to. I'm filling my time with useful things and lots of friends.
Is it just me, or is everyone breaking up this fall? There is something in the air. Ending a relationship was awful, but I also have friends with deaths in the family and weird illnesses and all this other bad stuff right now. I'm like, Ugh, can we not just get a break right now?
We've got nowhere to go but up. I don't know if that's optimism or pessimism, but exactly.
More from John
"I taught theater at Rikers Island. Those students did much better work than so-called professional writers."