Nota bene: This bio will not indulge in the hoary third-person construct. It's about me, I'm writing it, and who exactly would I be fooling?
My name's Lou Kipilman. I'm a writer and performer of solo theater. You may have seen me at showcases in San Francisco like Solo Sundays and Monday Night Marsh. I was trained in theater arts at the University of California, Santa Cruz.
My first foray into solo performance was The Difference Between a Blank Stare and a Deep Thought, wherein an artist's struggle to create is enjoined by a silver-tongued trickster named Zed Feltig, and a suddenly sentient laptop enumerates its wants and needs.
I'm currently developing and workshopping a full-length show, provisionally titled Wiseguy. Rake. Druggist. Dad. Its genesis was a Google search on my long-departed father by my curious wife, which unearthed details of an international criminal caper half a century old, hitherto unknown to my family.
The revelation inspired me to reflect on the few remaining childhood memories I have of my dad; consider the far-reaching repercussions his life and death had on his families; and research whatever details of his life I can find, in order to separate prosaic reality from mind-bending apocrypha.
In its final form, I intend to take it on the road to some of the various and sundry fringe festivals across North America. In the meantime, you can catch its various iterations as I perform them in Bay Area venues.