Worstward Ho
The father and his child plod somehow on past Croker’s Acres, down the fields and lanes.
The father and his child plod somehow on past Croker’s Acres, down the fields and lanes.
The audience waits in dim light. They hear the sound of paper fluttering, sliding, and crinkling, before they see […]
Optional reading soundtrack: “SYM” by Kano (Hoodies All Summer, 2019). “SYM” (Suck Your Mum) is the closing track from British Grime-pioneer […]
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.
It happened during the pandemic, when private, physical, intimate time was subjected to "state of emergency" regulations. While scrolling through my feed, reading about the severe blow to Israeli democracy, I saw an invitation ...
It must be with the sound of bells, bells that play longer than usual, which we perceive more clearly because […]
It is the fantasy of a body discovering new relationships with itself. Silvia wants to be where there are no dimensions, neither internal nor external.
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.
Imagine their devotion. Imagine what they heard.
In the end there is not nothing. In the end there is endless everything.