February 2012
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The Lag
In the middle of the night, I woke and shuffled half-awake to the bathroom, with no idea of where I was. I knew I lived somewhere in Brooklyn but surely this wasn’t the place. I tried to recall the faces of my roommates, stared at the dark still shapes of the living room, illuminated by the leaky grey light from the window, but nothing concrete came to mind by the time I had returned to my...
January 2012
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Brooklyn to Bondi
Bondi Beach seems to be the locus of all the world’s most proportionate people: long tanned legs, perfect triangular torsos and the bland and blameless faces of the square jawed, small nosed and high cheek boned. I wonder what ions in the water drew them all to this part of the coastal jag of Australia. Or what series of pinpointable events lead each sculpted-stomached being here (surely...
“The future is called ‘perhaps’, which is the only possible thing to...”
– Tennessee Williams
Middlefish
Chaz and I had hipster Thai in Carlton. It was spicy.
Willow’s One Night Stand
Ok – so I am back and blogging. Here are some photos from my recent musical written with composer/singer-songwriter Greta Gertler of The Universal Thump: Willow’s One Night Stand.
Featuring the inimitable Matt Steiner and Pearl Rhein, directed by Ben Vershbow and performed inthe Farrington Loft in Brooklyn for our newly launched Come Home with Me series.
So what’s the story?
Willow meets...