First Person

What’s in a Name? So Much More Than I Knew

I’m reclaiming my birth name in a new musical just as the U.S. elects its first Indian American VP. Coincidence? I don’t think so.

As the trauma of George Floyd’s killing and the specter of COVID entered my home and my work, I was reminded what my country is—and still could be.

One writer’s extraordinary efforts to prove extraordinary ability for an O-1 visa.

Lockdown is no blessing, but I am using it for good: to heal, to step off the grant-writing treadmill, and to say no to more abuse.

In this excerpt from his memoir ‘Lot Six,’ playwright David Adjmi recalls childhood touchstones and the shape and meaning they gave to his pain.

Men may feel threatened by strong women, but women know in their bodies who the real threat is.

What are we doing in the theatre? The clues are in what our art is made of: bodies, words, and a third thing that is neither and both of them.

Sometimes the best thing you can do for a theatre company you’ve built is to leave it for others to make their own.

Black trauma demands and deserves creative expression, but our lives are about so much more than tragedy.

In this excerpt from a new journal by theatre artists, the author recounts how she confronted racism in a loved one with more love.