Monthly Archives: April 2016

My production of Shadow Box has appropriately been put in the box and the box brought to the dumpster. That joyous responsibility for the year is passed. Now on to the future. My next plans are to direct my fourth production of a Feydeau farce. I just love this man and his silly, confectionary plays. Read more →

Some days it hardly seems like a good deal. Why do we spend all four years with these students and just when they “get it” they leave? Read more →

Throughout the years – ever since the beginning – different cultures, religions, and people have sought to wipe theatre off the face of the earth. For various reasons, they have banned it, litigated it, shamed it, hid it, transplanted it, contained and quarantined it. But for all of their efforts theatre was always able to sneak away and make a living somewhere else – and before anyone knew it – theatre was alive and kicking right in the middle of their community. Theatre was a bit of a cockroach. It just won’t die – try as you will. Read more →

After spending a few months locked into the blackest of Black Boxes working on Shadow Box, I had rather forgotten what life was like at 4pm. Today, I entered afternoon world immediately after school and was stuck by the abundance of life and sun. Read more →

All things – even high school plays come to an end. It was a wonderful full experience. Two months ago, we started our talk of the grieving process and the hospice movement in the United States. It was strange, uncomfortable ground for all of us. I was often asked, “Why would you want to take teenagers down this sad, sad, very sad route?” I disagree. Read more →