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The Boggart
Y’know “The Boggart” from Harry Potter and the Prisoner of Azkaban? For reference (or just to watch for the 500th time and get in that weird obsessive Harry Potter Zone and weep at the notion of Remus Lupin being a positive role model in Harry’s life in the absence of his parents RIP 2 all): The Boggart Scene […]
Directing Vulnerably
This weekend, I witnessed STAMP thesis Trout Stanley, directed by one of my greatest friends, Flynn Holman. I witnessed a raucous, colorful, beautifully unpredictable piece of theatre featuring three generous actors, and I gasped and giggled for 90 minutes. I was having a blast Then, curtain call arrived, and I very suddenly cracked clean in half. Out […]
How We Do Business
My high school theatre teacher had a strict moral code of expectations for members of our theatre community. Some of it exists in the contract we sign at the top of a show process, but most of it exists in verbal lore – he referred to it (and continues to refer to it) as “how […]
Taylor Mac is Taylor Mac is Taylor Mac
At the same Art and Social Change event I mentioned in my previous post, and what Jesse Richardson-Bull talks about here, the effervescent Taylor Mac (PGP: “judy”) was slated to speak. Mac was going to be the last to speak after four of judy’s contemporaries, and I was not alone in my anticipation of the […]
TONYC and Audience Participation
This week with a few of my peers, I attended an Art and Social Change event. The event opened with 90 minutes of a Theatre of the Oppressed NYC Forum Play. According to the TONYC website, these Forum Plays are designed by TONYC’s troupes “all over New York City in collaboration with a range of local communities, including […]
#icarltonchallenge
At this moment, I am undeniably meeting the arts world through a dance lens – forgive the lack of variety in posting subjects, I’m #just #too #lit about it. This weekend, Music Producer Antigo2hard and dance group The Williams Family came out with a new dance craze: the ICarltonChallenge. The challenge? Take the song “iCarlton” produced […]
A Semester on BU Fusion: Part One
This semester, I have found myself covered in a thin layer of strange fog. I keep doing weird things, I have dashed out of my apartment at warp speed, twice leaving fully-prepared breakfasts just sitting on my counter for a whole day. Maybe it’s a senior year thing, or I am too all-over the place, but I […]
I AM NOT A PLAYWRIGHT
There. Now that I’ve got your attention, I should probably inform you that I am probably a playwright. My caring and loving friends and professors keep telling me so. I remain skeptical. In my little life, I’ve started plenty of plays. I have a marvelous routine. I get to page 8 or so, and then I […]
Plays & Pancakes & Prosecco
Yesterday morning, in my very own College Apartment, a new play grew even stronger. On this gross, rainy Monday, my home was aflutter. A Facebook invite went out. Bisquick, orange juice, and prosecco came in. As my roommates and I waited excitedly for our peers to show up, I was of no productive use – I jumped […]
The Sandy Hook PSA
First, if it hasn’t passed through your Facebook timeline yet, give this video a watch. The video is called “Evan”, and was put out recently by advertising agency BBDO New York in collaboration with Sandy Hook Promise – a nonprofit organization founded by family members affected by the Sandy Hook Elementary School shooting in December of […]
Thug
Oh man. Yesterday, I posted this picture on the internet: Taken by my incredible Boston-based photog friend Lena Mirisola, CHECK. HER. OUT. Aaaanyway A little while after posting, I received a notification that a frequent guest director at my high school, & a theatre […]
“I just saw my first happy person. I hated it.”
my body launched out of bed this morning backwards hat as my pantsuit we fell into each other in a studio singing, wide open spaces held by the eyes of my peers held by the eyes of freshmen singing with freshmen cold and broken hallelujahs anyone my arms could reach hugging a weeping young man, a […]
NARPs and NERPs
NARP. Non-Athletic Regular Person. This phrase is a wild acronym that made its way to my high school sometime around my senior year. It was basically used to categorize artists, and was often an insult jokingly tossed my way, even by friends. After a while, it got frustrating. I am not regular. I am far from […]
On Theatre, Math, Airbending
i am exhausted. it’s hard to speak my heart today. this is what i have for you: i suck at math but absolute value always made sense. if you have forgotten absolute value is a number’s actual magnitude. or any number’s distance from zero. |-5| will equal just, 5. when held in the arms, of two parallel lines, […]
Camp Counselor Energy ConcentrateTM
it is 2am. the closest (and only) place open is the Club Diner in Lowell MA. we have been together for 19 consecutive hours. and every single day for the past four weeks. (and every single summer for the past ten years) we are coated in a thick layer of sweat, topped with a thin layer of […]
Those Who Can Teach, Do.
It happened again. Yesterday, I was told by an educator, that I must be an educator. The first time it ever happened. I was sitting in my high school theatre teacher’s office, and he began a sentence, “When you become a teacher someday – and Emily, you will be a teacher someday …” Of course, the age-old condemnation […]
earnest isn’t an excuse, boys
Throughout my theatrical career, especially at Boston University, I have been surrounded by almost exclusively women in rehearsal rooms. The first three shows I was in here were 90-100% female casts. And man, there is something special in a female-dominated room. Safe, powerful, someone probably has a tampon if an emergency arises. However, within the past two […]
Oh My God … I Think This Is Racist
Help. As a young artist beginning to work on projects outside of the educational theatre sphere, I am thirsting to do something Big and Important. Something of value, that aligns with the sets of morals and fire for artistic activism that I am cultivating with peers at the university level. So I take the risk. I make […]
Drama Lit Blog 2.0: BU School of Theatre 