[UNTITLED] Water, Perspex, Soil, etc.
Can you see it? A huge expanse of water, crystal clear, a cliché. Dotted with little floating heads.
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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 […]
All the Worlds
We know in this space that we are not discrete and separate, but fountains of flesh making and remaking ourselves through infinities of possibility...
Now You See Me
Use sticks from the wings to tip over glasses of water. Tug at strings to pull out chairs for ghosts. Be in the building but NEVER be seen, no part of us.
Theatre of the Everyday : Gloss
The “ultimate performance” requires the agora, as it demands a democratic space in which every author is also every other person’s performer.
i can’t breathe…
They gasp, grasping for air. Resisting arrest. They collapse.
The Circle
We are complex, diverse, and for us identity is a verb. Every show starts with The Circle.