There is no preaching to the choir when it comes to considering reparations, because there is no choir. It’s a lonely act.
And, yet, we are here, re-fashioning community and remaining soft in a building of stone. The monuments are crumbling. We can take an ax to their base or let them dissolve to the dust of their origin story.
As a central point of exploration: “Spaces are not exterior to our bodies, instead, spaces are like a second skin, they unfold in the folds of the body.”
In THE POWER OF EMOTION: THE APARTMENT, the notion of emotion as a perfomative element provides the foundation for a wider exploration on how we not only watch, but hear and interpret emotion.
A long time into the future, slowly: Emily Johnson’s “Then a Cunning Voice and A Night We Spend Gazing at Stars”
“There is no end to the work we begin here.”
Like live performance. Like everything.
Along the way, I make my own discoveries. I add my names to the list. I summon my personal radicals as I watch and witness…the dead will have their due.
CultureHub’s “Hi-Fi, Wi-FI, Sci-Fi,” a collection of plays by iconic playwright Robert Patrick opens Thursday at La MaMa’s Downstairs Theater. This production connects us with an expansively visionary and prophetic writer and in the hands of this creative team of directors, designers, programmers, and performers we get the easiest way into a rift in the space-time continuum. It’s going to be a pretty singular theatrical experience. The revolution will be virtual.
Our work tends to look back to look forward.
Just Because You’re the First Doesn’t Mean You’re the Best, or “Get the Cheese Plate”: the Immensely Gratifying Return of THE BLACK CROOK
I sauntered into McSorley’s just as my phone jingled. Moe Yousuf was running late; the trains in Brooklyn were to blame. My eyes met Josh Gelb’s as soon as I looked up from my screen. He, too, had just read Moe’s missive. At the same
Come as you are. come with your confusion, your sadness, your contradiction.
On A Clear Day I Can See How Artificially High My Blood Pressure Has Climbed: A Conversation with Eliza Bent
Upon first entering the Five Guys on 7th Ave in Park Slope, I noticed that the usually ubiquitous pictures of salt shakers, to indicate when a dish is high in sodium, were not present on the menu. The simple menu instead featured a warning that