Someone has to take out the garbage
The performance takes place on a simple cabaret stage. The performer is wearing a pregnant belly made out of […]
The performance takes place on a simple cabaret stage. The performer is wearing a pregnant belly made out of […]
The audience files into the theater. Lights fade out, chatting subsides. Lights up. a figure enters from stage left. They […]
I want to explore Cubist theater with the dramatic voice. Speaking history of the north and west. Working […]
What if we define values, principles, and methodologies, resisting the pressure to define outcomes? What if we focus on what drives us and on how we want to live and work together, but leave the imagination open to the concrete shapes our collaboration can take?
The theatre that must exist is ugly and unsatisfying, much of the time. It is defined by failed efforts and a bizarre-bordering-on-pathological determination to return to the scene of the crime (in this scenario, artists are the criminals; art is the bullet; guess who the victims are?).
sharing rhythm creates a political question about who determines rhythm and when trio in unison, with the possibility of becoming either backup dancers or soloists open-ended and absurdist and nonsensical shame as part of gaze
Notes, inspirations, and ideas structured as a schedule to help reflect on the notion of time. 6:08AM Set your alarm […]
It is raw, it is real, it is happening with you in the room and can only be experienced in the “here and now.” It is open to a multiplicity of heres and nows depending on the realities, perceptions, localities... of those present.
that moment before something is about to happen where anything is still possible in between this is where you are stuck
A theatre foyer. Night. It is empty. The doors are locked. But if there were a woman there...