It’s been almost three months since I last wrote, and it seems only fitting that I pick up the proverbial pen (Macbook) while riding the bus through Ohio and on into Canada. The bus has become more than a second home but less than a first home. What it is in fact is a...
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The view is uncommonly clear from thirty thousand feet as the thin January air adds a gentle haze to New York’s vastness. As the city recedes into the distance, I turn towards the computer screen enlivened, intent on creating a space of rumination for what is to come; what has just begun. Surrounding me...
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HOMO EMPATHICUS or The Science of Loving Theatre em•pa•thy noun 1. the intellectual identification with or vicarious experiencing of the feelings, thoughts, or attitudes of another. I’m a few weeks into rehearsal for a show that I’ve written, am performing in and am playing a version of myself…and I’m in search of….empathy. I think....
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A few weeks ago I gathered a group of friends together to chat. For months now I’ve had virtually the same conversation with each of my friends in the theater. The conversations all revolved around Mark Rylance and the fact that we’d become intoxicated with his audaciously brilliant work. A trend or pattern began...
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This is an essay about Mark Rylance, the astounding actor of recent Broadway acclaim and numerous Tony nominations; Mark Rylance of protean, luminous virtuosic stagecraft that has inspired an entire generation of artists; Mark Rylance who has the balls to mock/elevate the inflated pageantry of awards shows with his ironic performance art poetry readings...
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In the fall of 2009, Michael Miller asked me what it meant to be a young actor in New York City. The question came within the context of a larger question he has been posing to the country for several years: Why is the stage actor not seen as an essential part of our...
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