i’ve spent the majority of this year living and writing in berlin. explaining why has been challenging—something about my desire to get out of toronto for a while tweaks a “but really guys aren’t we a world-class city?” nerve that …
czech playwright karel čapek’s 1921 text insect play is one of many weird pieces of aesthetically radical writing to come out of inter-war avant-garde in europe. the allegory is a bit obvious—even pixar has ripped it off by now—it …
i want so badly for this to be a manifesto. i want so badly to be the one to finally answer to our big crippling question. i want to offer a strategic plan, a series of tasks we can systematically …
this winter, i spent several weeks rehearsing my rhubarb piece in a tiny art gallery that was only a few degrees warmer than the frigid february we were having. buddies supported us with rehearsal space as much as it could, but outside those hours we had to find outside space. we rehearsed in coats and mitts, and most of our blocking was done in a space a quarter the size of the stage floor…
ted witzel is a smart guy, so we asked him to talk about what he’s thinking about and what he thinks we should be thinking about – as theatre makers, as artists, and as queers. here’s ted: i take it as …
i’m not sure i know how to really think anything. not anything definite, at least. (this is maybe a poor position to take in a thinker-in-residence series). maybe it’s just that beginnings are the hardest.