The following year, another production with Gregorian chanting and candles. I fainted again. No wonder I connected the theater with the sacred long before I had read about Artaud or Grotowski and the other people looking for the sacred in the storytelling space.
Tag: theater
Being Seen and the Value of Journaling
Funny how, once a character is on the page, the author loses control.
Sometimes I stumble on my own writing – an old poem, or a bit of a journal entry – and it is completely foreign to me.
