Tides of the Wolf
Audience members whisper into a magic lantern their favorite and most accursed first experiences of love.
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A Complicated Version of Freedom
"In Teheran I can drive until the foot of the mountain
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 […]
Tides of the Wolf : Gloss
Nearly Finished : Gloss
The mics across his body amplify every breath, rustle, or shift in position. The audience can barely see him, but his body extends to their ears. It's intensely intimate with no space between us – just a shared sound-filled presence.
A Bad Spell : Gloss
My immediate response is through radio. Then I could hear the text and make meaning in my own mind; give body, color, setting, meaning to the images that drift toward me.