Dear Joan
A theatre foyer. Night. It is empty. The doors are locked. But if there were a woman there...
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Pneuma: Queer Telling
Dangling in mid-air like a thrust-out tongue, an oval-shaped rocky surface extends from the mouth of a cave to form a rough-hewn apron stage in the middle of a mountain.
The City of Nedorazliva
This city is being made and headed for - from this town that has been arguing with me, it will get something.
A Night to Remember
The curtain opens on the cold, wintry Atlantic Ocean.
Uncle Vanya in Krivina: playing near two rivers
I would like the house to be un-crumbled, to undo the damage done by an earthquake, time, distance and neglect, and to place the performance and the audience in that house.