I don’t think it’s our job to banish the darkness. But I think it’s our job to understand that the light locates us in this womb. It locates us in this infinite and ever expanding universe. And it gives us an opportunity to be present.
Not a “solo show” but also not not a solo show
A catalyst, a deep breath together, a gathering.
Somehow, it made perfect sense that we did it during a global pandemic. I think we created something that does three things; captures our current reality, comments on the future, and will hopefully have a long, relevant life after we’re through the other side.
Edward Einhorn has gamified independent theater producing, in a fun but remarkable educational exercise is demystifying just what it takes to make a play
Misha “sees” in multiple dimensions, as all great directors do, and through multiple worldviews, too, as an artist whose work is informed by being Bengali, queer, and an immigrant.
I think all women and femme people have a complicated relationship with the kitchen, because patriarchy has told us it’s our “proper place,” so the kitchen is never a neutral space. It’s actually been part of my process of rebuffing patriarchy that I claim the kitchen as my own, a space I enter out of choice, for my own joy and fulfillment.
The timeless, classic Cubana Rican performance artist stand-up comic Marga Gomez leans into her fears and at large: the pitfalls of friendship and failed perseverance that bog down all of humanity.
Re-examining the words these artists shared with me about the show on March 7, I was struck by the resonance of their work in the liminal fever dream that is our current reality. At this uncanny remove of time and location, the pieces swelled with meaning. The three soloists dealt with the limitations of their bodies, examining rituals and scores and diagnoses.
so much of how I felt about my body, so much of how I felt about like girlhood as a collective, everything that I felt about femaleness, came from the choir room
At the time I was obsessed with the chickens who can beat humans at tic tac toe in casinos.
This body unfurls in slow motion, leaving ample space for labels, classifications, and archetypes to land upon her and vanish.