...Chantal Rodriguez Likening Latinx theater to many octopuses with many legs, Chantal Rodriguez reflects on the 2017 Encuentro de las Américas Festival, hosted in Los Angeles by the Latino Theater Company, which included the first international convening of the Latinx Theatre Commons. Rodriguez...

...Rachel Shteir Once upon a time, a partridge went hunting in a field, and spied an ant, which she seized in her beak by one of its legs. The ant laughed and said, you are a skillful hunter, partridge, yet it is a pity you cannot laugh as I do! Whereupon the partridge opened her beak to laugh...

... 23 NACHTSTUCK (NIGHT PLAY) ON THE STAGE STANDS A MAN. HE IS LARGER THAN LIFE, MAYBE A PUPPET. HE IS dressed in placards. His face is without a mouth. He looks at his hands, moves his arms, tries out his legs. A bicycle, whose handle-bars, pedals or both, or whose handle-bars...

... assess - is she the teacher or the legs crossed, one foot turning pumps and a dress-suit, she seems actor? - is dispelled. The speaker circles. She gradually begins - naturally and convincingly - to introducing the performance emerges her focus from her foot...

... at tion. Weput the leg through a complete range ofmo- AJer January 1, the alternating current will un- the door. tion, and the new joint was perjicct. Not merely doubtedly drive the hangmen out of business in this “Come in, ”called 02, and the Woodman entered good, but perfect...

... there was a village that wasn’t a village called Onlyme. And in this village that wasn’t really a village legs lived, legs . . .just legs. There is a great...

... now) Sounds ideal, no? For her, I mean. Well (Slow blackout) there was a fly in this girl's ointment, and he had two arms, two legs and his...

... them sup- dying, dying. We came down scared, looking down ported under my armpits, barely put- into the bottom of the valley; all of a sud- ting any weight on my legs. We got to Shanghai and kept going till den,just when we got...

... the confession scene. philosophical statements. The sense of grand and dangle their legs in the gap between the Here, she is just weeping; there is no mission, read from the perspective of what ramp and the platform; they pull up their glycerine, no confession, no “text,”just an the last twenty years have...

... a set made up of small white cut-outs: a mosque, graves, a house, a tree-silhouettes sketching 18th-century Sarajevo, where this adaptation of poet and historian Mula Baseskija’s Chronicle takes place. A scribe-Baseskija-with a high-planed face, trim beard and mustache, and no legs sat...

... amazement at the expressivity of the women’s feet and our own attempts to extricate the original shapes of the performers from the alternative physical images they’ve concocted. We are also conscious of the strain on leg and stomach muscles this unusual art surely requires. La Brouille (The Fog...

... amazement at the expressivity of the women’s feet and our own attempts to extricate the original shapes of the performers from the alternative physical images they’ve concocted. We are also conscious of the strain on leg and stomach muscles this unusual art surely requires. La Brouille (The Fog...

... absolutely no head. Low deacons murmur invocations; powdering of selves, crossing of selves, 64 crossing of legs; a soft shoe funeral. Packed with Action DAD enters, home from business, laughs an Action Packed Play Without Words behind the diaper...

.... (They run around collecting weapons: (She dies.) knives, forks, rakes, golf clubs, base• ball bats, anything, till they are armed Murray: Help myself. Mmm, that's a to the teeth.) good one. (He picks up a turkey leg off...

... movements, crossing and Elevator Repair Service’s production uncrossing their arms in sync, but their facial muscles and eyes are possessed, seized by of Cab Legs. Photo...

... on the stage and lifts his legs didn’t start out as a play, more a document overhead, guiding the participant to squeeze the of the times, you know. . . . But there was so horn on his bottom. Each honk sends bellmer much I didn’t understand; I was like sixteen into ecstasy. He recovers with a smile...

... featured does not try to emulate normal ; she ±nds the spe- ci±c beauty in how her body interacts with the objects she moves with and the obstacles she encounters. Her crutches become extensions of her arms, her legs; they are crossed in front of her neck and held under her arms to push herself and her...

.... Instantly, a chorus line of duplicate SaIlys forms on either side of her. They all begin kicking their legs in unison as a cartoon bluebird alights on Sally's shoulder. Sally: (Singing) Mr.. Bluebird's on my shoulder It's the truth...

... the kind of girl tired of always being wise. / I am the tin can tied to my own damn tail. / / Fry up an eyeball for an egg. / Leg up, leg down, leg up, leg down. / . Egg, egg, egg, egg, stupid old egg. / / Oedipus, he had one eye too many perhaps. / / Quietly, one of the three...

... (she snaps her fingers to indicate) this big and my backside so round and high it was damn near on my shoulders. Ha! He didn t have a chance. And neither did I. He had these thick, sturdy legs and his arms were just as long with all the veins protruding and pulsing even when he stood still. And his...