The ORANGE Essays : One

For The Field, and all who’ve worked it. These essays literally emerged out of a dream. Toward what I hope was the beginning (?)  of the pandemic (and I say that because we are still in it, it is still going and measuring the beginning of something is dependent upon

The ORANGE Essays : Two

Actually, one more thing... Through this journey, we’ll follow different ideas and definitions of the word “field,” all tying back in some way to the theatrical field, which I define very broadly, as you could probably tell from the invocation(s). I speak of “the field” as The realm

The ORANGE Essays : Three

: THREE : To be taken overTo surrender to the greater causeTo releaseAllowAcceptSubmitUnthink To be breathed. —the Power of Possession. It might be too soon to call this a trend, so we’ll say it's a theory. Theater, sometimes, becomes an approximation of a Necessary Happening that Spirit uses us to enact.

The ORANGE Essays : One

For The Field, and all who’ve worked it. These essays literally emerged out of a dream. Toward what I hope was the beginning (?)  of the pandemic (and I say that because we are still in it, it is still going and measuring the beginning of something is dependent upon

The ORANGE Essays : Two

Actually, one more thing... Through this journey, we’ll follow different ideas and definitions of the word “field,” all tying back in some way to the theatrical field, which I define very broadly, as you could probably tell from the invocation(s). I speak of “the field” as The realm

The ORANGE Essays : Three

: THREE : To be taken overTo surrender to the greater causeTo releaseAllowAcceptSubmitUnthink To be breathed. —the Power of Possession. It might be too soon to call this a trend, so we’ll say it's a theory. Theater, sometimes, becomes an approximation of a Necessary Happening that Spirit uses us to enact.

{TFL} : Issue No. 11 : Rage and Harvard

All I have this month, as I wade through the latest roll call of devastations and prepare for my cousin Bobbie Jean’s zoom memorial service on Saturday; is the Cosmos. ​ That’s it. The Cosmos. ​ I am compelled to respond somehow to this maddening landscape. I am in wonderment

{TFL} : Issue No. 10 : the ones who’ve started praying again.

.: Shoutout to the acupunturists. :. ​ The ones taking horticulture classes in between acting jobs ​ ​ And yoga teacher-trainings after violin and after budget meetings ​ ​ Shoutout to the ones creating non-profits right now ​ ​ And the ones hiring life coaches and going to therapy for the first time (and the third and the eighth

{TFL} : Issue No. 9 : Remember the beads you wore.

The end of the world doesn’t look anything like you’ve been taught to think. ​ ​ Put away the John Cusack movies commiserate with oversimplified, Abrahamic frames; and the one with The Rock in it where Cali falls into the ocean. That one, too. ​ ​ The end of the world is

{TFL} : Issue No. 8 : this is why I love you / Risk the fire

The form does not exist. We are making it up right now. We are bridging it with our breath. The words carry on the oxygen atoms and they architect the truths of our children. ​ This is the future. Now. This is the moment. (Moment. A moment.) The form does not