Me feeling uncertain that things can ever just be themselves. Aren’t our thoughts always intruding? Don’t we always “all feel like our own life is the center of the universe,” (as one of them also says) not because we’re self-centered necessarily, but because we literally cannot get outside of our own body’s perspective?
Emily Johnson/Catalyst is an artist for the coming age. Big Dance Theater’s subversively brilliant, mmm… at this point in their careers perhaps brilliantly subversive makes more sense. Day 4 of the January Festival Feast, more COIL and American Realness.
Cathy Weis and Julie Martin’s film screening and informal discussion series “Sundays on Broadway” begins with documentary films of “9 Evenings: Theatre & Engineering” from 1966.