Remembered Theatres
The remembered theatre used to be, and could be again, made of a simple composition. It begins with a worn […]
The remembered theatre used to be, and could be again, made of a simple composition. It begins with a worn […]
I want to explore Cubist theater with the dramatic voice. Speaking history of the north and west. Working […]
There is a garden in front of house. Is there a garden in front of house? Yes, there is. […]
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
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.
Duse’s superpower: her capacity to disappear, leaving only her plaster hands as evidence that she was a material presence in the world. Disappearance. Reproduction. She knew the theatrical drill.
They will surely become aware of the powers inherent in other generations, that the children and the elderly possess the wisdom of resurrection in our time.
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
Can we compose a performance that sails to you across a virtual arc, like these words, with the harp vibration of a telegraph, and no risk of contagion? How do we shrink this microscopic stage?
It’s an experiment in placing the private in public, says the director—a device HE will learn to use well in the many years to come.