THERE’S A DOG ON MY BED


When you grow up Catholic, it’s the religion textbook illustrators who should get all the credit for giving you the image of their God. Not Jesus, not the Holy Ghost, but “The Father” as He is called when making the sign of the cross. I’m no longer Catholic, I’m not religious. I believe in a…
GROTOWSKI DOES PHOENIX “Be a clown, be a clown, all the world loves a clown. Be a crazy buffoon and the ‘demoiselles ‘ll all swoon. Dress in huge baggy pants and you’ll ride the road to romance. A butcher or a baker, ladies never embrace. A barber for a beau would be a social disgrace….
For years I had one of those mini-trampolines in our little one-bedroom apartment here in Queens. Caryn used to sit on it in lotus position and meditate. She looked like a yogi figurine by Lladro. I found the mini-trampoline on the street outside our building not long after I moved to New York City in…
“There is a very real relationship, both quantitatively and qualitatively, between what you contribute and what you get out of this world.” ― Oscar Hammerstein II Yesterday was Giving Tuesday, when not-for-profits asked you to give $5, $10, $20 — whatever you could spare. Giving Tuesday happens before Whacky Wednesday, when the holiday shopping season…
PHOTO: Director Bartlett Sher (and me) at Joe Allen Restaurant in Manhattan Many years ago, while filling salt and pepper shakers after a busy graveyard shift in a corporate-owned fun-themer restaurant near the college I was attending, I was having one of those show business chats with a budding actor standing next to me filling…
I love teaching theatre to people of all ages, it is one of my greatest joys. I especially loved when I was teaching young people and I was handed The Bad Kids— The anarchists, The ones who had insomnia, The ones who wore vintage Issey Miyake they found deeply buried in the bins at Goodwill…