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 […]
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Goodbye… a note from a country that no longer exists
There is a garden in front of house. Is there a garden in front of house? Yes, there is. […]
Lengua materna / Mother tongue
I do not imagine a theater, because I live theater, breathe it in and out; I dream it. But, if I had to imagine a theater, then I'd like to imagine that the languages that have been forgotten, which are still spoken in many parts of the world, would be part of this new playwriting.
Dear Joan
A theatre foyer. Night. It is empty. The doors are locked. But if there were a woman there...
It would be about them
It must be with the sound of bells, bells that play longer than usual, which we perceive more clearly because […]
Shelter
When you leave you leave the windows open and the doors and because the house sits by the sea by first light a film of sand gilds the floorboards and the kitchen chairs
Dramatis Personae
THE TROUBADOUR THE VIRGIN THE STALKER THE DRUNK THE VIOLIN MAKER
Implicit Monuments
Signs of violence are everywhere. Personal belongings, clothing, shoes, boxes, handbags, papers are scattered everywhere.
Oroonoko, Called You, An Essay in Three Acts : Gloss
Who goes with Caesar? A Drama in One Act SETTING The hold. A thick and layered darkness. A heavy odor […]
Vanya in Krivina : Gloss
This was a long way from the contained theatre of a Chekhov play presented over a couple of hours and yet it was the same play. Instead, the audience was living with the characters in that house.