Two letters to Sarah Kane on the anniversary of her death
It feels strange to say I miss you – it feels stranger to say I don’t.
The Other Pocket: The Origins of The Hands of Hypatia
Ever since I was young, when I’ve felt overwhelmed by the perils of day-to-day life, I’ve imagined myself as a spaceman in my own ship. I drift through the cosmos and land on a bioluminescent planet whose only source of light comes from the natural vegetation. There I sit and look up at the stars.
Essential Work
The live performance of Quiver seems a distant memory, a relic of the less suffocating weeks of COVID-19 restrictions. Almost like a miracle, Quiver was performed in the brief moment of time when it was possible.
Theatre These Days
It felt liberating. To stop trying to adapt. To just let go. But, of course, it also feels like a betrayal.
Turning the Wheel: Leaving the Full-Time Theatre Life
Ali Joy Richardson is a writer, teacher, theatre director, and future therapist. She is also very tall.
Rolling Thunder
In 1987 I was hired by the Rolling Thunder Theatre Company for a ten-week contract. Brainstorm with the cast, write and direct a new play, then wave bon voyage as the Thunder van ambled off for ten months of touring.
I’ve Got the Time
I had just been complaining that I never have enough time to do shrooms.
Finding Purpose in a Pandemic
While you don’t have to look far in the business world to find someone offering a course on “how to find your purpose,” I have noticed that purpose is rarely discussed in the arts world. It’s almost like it’s expected and assumed that everyone knows why they’re an artist.
I’m Happy Just to Freelance with You
Just like normal: don’t feel bad to charge for your art. Artists deserve to get paid— and if we aren’t paid we will have to stop making art.
Screwball Times Call for Screwball Comedies
Through it all, screwball comedies are about love, which is what I’m clinging to right now during this chaotic time.
Meisner in the Time of Corona
As I write this, I must simply, wholeheartedly say that I miss them. I miss the room. I miss sharing my passion with you, those who would practice with me.
Click the Link to Connect
In this time, the world is healing because of distance. To protect each other, we stay away. I realize now that the distance is beautiful, because we get to share it, and share across it. It is the essence of what brings us together, and it begins in the cocoon of our individual mindsets.
Eurythmy: Connecting to the Audience through Movement
Eurythmy comes from the Greek, meaning beautiful, harmonious rhythm; the eurythmist is always searching for an ever-new awareness of space and movement.
A Different Kind of Hustle
New stories require a new framework. What does it mean to create a performance that truly works for a Disabled body, on its terms?
What Does It Mean To See Black Bodies Dancing Onstage?
How do we push the narrative forward within the black experience if we don’t choose to challenge our voices and what we are capable of?
How Prince Made Me A Better Playwright
Some plays are symphonies, some are pop songs, and we can’t label one as better than the other.