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I Talked To Raquel!

For those of you who don’t know, I’ve been in Germany on workcation for the last four months. Next month, I’m back to home sweet adopted home Chiapas and I have to say, I’m pretty pumped. My time in Germany has felt like one, long, neverending workday. Sure, I’m here with my San Cris sweetheart. [...]

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Let the Games Begin!

A week ago we left our beautiful, new world of theater and community activism in Xela, Guatemala, also known as the Second Latin American Reunion of the Theatre of the Oppressed. But the fun is just beginning! Check out Days #2-3–Raquel and I had the unforgettable experience of leading an introductory T.O. workshop with a youth association [...]

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We’re Going Boal-istic!

We made it! I am writing from Café R.E.D., a fair trade coffee shop and food solidarity network here in Xela, Guatemala, where 500 artists from all over the world have come together for the 2nd Latin American Reunion of the Theatre of the Oppressed. Over the course of 10 days, my compañera Raquel and I will be taking courses in participatory theater techniques [...]

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Yes! And vs. Awkward Silence: Improv For “Beginners”

I’ve never had nerves on opening night. If anything, I’ve worried my way into a weak stomach in solidarity with my fellow castmates, but, in reality, I’m right as rain in front of a rising [...]

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Back to School in Chalchihuitán

Back to school in Chalchihuitán

School is back in session in Chalchihuitán and that means Las Jades–the indigenous theater troupe I direct–will soon be back onstage. Today I met the new class of future Jades, helped teach an English class, expanded my Tzotzil vocabulary, and re-discovered mis ánimos in the hilly highlands that have [...]

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Dad, You Were Right

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Back when I fantasized about being a starving artist in the East Village, my father assured me that I could achieve the next best thing with a degree in education and a K-12 arts program that would be mine all mine. I scoffed. “Those who can’t do, teach!” I huffed before retreating to my room to brood like the drama queen that I was, er, am [...]

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Curtain Call in Chalchihuitán

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As our tiny taxi climbed through the Chiapanecan highlands, I began to look nervously into the misty sky, growing dark and swollen with rainclouds. “I’m sure it won’t rain,” my friend Paola had said while we were planning the day’s events. “Well, almost sure.” Paola teaches English in Chalchihuitán, the indigenous community where our taxi [...]

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