IT WAS NEARLY 20 YEARS AGO THAT I SAT ON THE PLAZA of Los Angeles’s Music Center, chatting and smoking with the greatest of American playwrights, August Wilson, for an interview for Back Stage West. A key theme emerged as we spoke, as it did throughout his work and in his iconic speech at Theatre Communications Group’s 1996 conference, “The Ground on Which I Stand”: Black life in the U.S. is sufficient unto itself by every measure that matters: culturally, intellectually, morally, even to an extent materially. All it lacked then, as now, was respect and resources. As Wilson put it, “Black theatre in America is alive, it is vibrant, it is vital…it just isn’t funded.”
In this issue we attempt to take stock of the state of both Black…