It feels almost as though I am watching a fairy tale, or an animal documentary about conflict within an ecosystem.
In these perilous, challenging and unpredictable times in our country and in the world, we can look to the performing arts for some clues as to how we might respond and continue to live our lives with vigilance, and hopefully a modicum of wisdom, to
But the tortoises bring a different element. They seem trustworthy. You can really count on them to play their part.
George Emilio Sanchez offers a rumination on Culturebot’s Maura Donohue’s recent work at La MaMa
I could go on, you should go on for me, counting heros not yet fallen.
this world doesn’t make sense. therefore, making art that tries to make perfect sense doesn’t make any sense.
“If a clone was made of you, would you sleep with it?”
This was a weird play, and I feel okay saying that because even the press release pronounces, “PLUTO is dynamic, simple, and strange.” And I liked the weirder bits a lot. On the night I attended PLUTO (no longer a play), running through June 3
Is this enough
Is this fucked
Is this now
Is this boring
There is a buzzing that won’t stop; if it stops, I am afraid of how you will go on.
When one goes to the beach, does one lie on the sand and watch the water? Or does one wade in until they can barely reach the bottom?
Your tea drinking
What flavor and why