611 South Main Street was a nearly dilapidated and barely rentable house in a boring college town. It was filled with creaks, with drafts, with the occasional bat, and eventually with four fledgling theatre students. Each of us came from a different artistic background but found that what we shared was a desire to create RAW and passionate work. But the population of our house was also largely made up of strays: beautiful, driven, talented weirdos who poured through our perpetually unlocked doors. They inspired us, challenged us, always came out to play, and became our honorary roommates and artistic soulmates.
611 became a hub for all things art, and everyone who wanted to make something REAL was invited in. We performed slam poetry in the dining room. We rehearsed scenes from plays in the backyard. We lent the house to student filmmakers to film feature length movies. We have graduated college and have left that sleepy college town, but after leaving we realized that 611 is more than a house: it is a culture. Now we strive to bring that culture to everyone willing to embrace it. To everyone who has an idea, who wants to work, who feels DIFFERENT, we organize workshops and dedicate our shows to you.