December 26, 2015
At 3:30 I awoke to shower, an unavoidably cold shower, to make room for others of the Natya Chetana company. We needed to leave at 4:45 to catch the train to Kolkata, and there were at least a
December 16, 2015
As I ducked into my mosquito net covered bed, I noticed a firefly floating lazily above me in my tiny, mud-walled room. The steady glow from its behind seemed to be welcoming me, both to the theatre village
August 14, 2016
Time and Experience dated for a while. Time felt it was the right Experience for him. Experience felt it was the right Time for her. But sadly there was never enough Time for Experience and Experience always seemed
August 5, 2016
Twenty-five years ago I first ventured to the Marshall Islands. In that one week, I felt as if I were doing nothing. My host said, ‘you’re getting to know the place for when you return.’ While I was
July 23, 2015
In the first days of the program, the students listen with a kind of quizzical, blank look. When they stand to answer a question or introduce themselves—wait, strike that—IF they stand and IF they answer and IF you
July 18, 2015
I flung the incentive out to our trainees. If we could all stay focused on the task of the day—rehearsing all of our songs and short performances—we could finish the day early.
For me, this was an unprecedented incentive.
July 13, 2015
I sat at the back of the tin-roofed community room, a stiflingly hot building in which we were conducting our youth-oriented training. I sat there to watch the interactions of the young trainees so I could assess how
July 7, 2015
I resisted writing a follow-up to my last blog. It ended as the electricity in my apartment, and mine alone, went out. It made for a brutal night of a stiflingly hot sleep. I was, at times, slick
