Theater
The Provenance of Beauty: A TRAVELOGUE (OF A SOUTH BRONX TRAVELOGUE)
by Jake HookerTheater
We’re in Harlem now, but we’re heading to the Bronx. Somewhere up north, we’ve heard. We’re a group of strangers, and we’re standing on a street corner waiting for a bus. Not so unusual, maybe, for New Yorkers: the standing, the strangers, the waiting. But the street corner is. Strange.
O Glorious Creature!: HEIDI SCHRECK
by David AdjmiTheater
MARIA: At heart you are practically perfect. You are entitled to the Lion’s share of fun. You are playing the game of life with higher stakes than you may realize. I am a strong-willed individual, an extremely good friend, a formidable enemy. I live in a world of black and white. I have little time for superficial people.
