The Resevoir

Nothing like running in a brand new place...it presents a rare opportunity to see a place for the first time at one's own speed. Things are observed that, by car - even by bicycle, are not possible. The quality of the light as it changes in the sky, the human composition of a neighborhood (fancy prams/handholding toddlers; big dogs/poodles; speed walkers/joggers); it all opens up in front of you as you slap the pavement and check your ipod nike+ for how many minutes have passed. How far until the curve in the fence?

Pickles and Peas

I have a new hero and his name is Daniel Kramer.

His production, at St. Anne's Warehouse via London's Gate Theater, of WOYZECK is incredible. There are peas. There are tricycles. There are Dolly Parton songs. Elvis, too.

By the time the actor playing the title role strips his clothes off three-quarters of the way through the production, it is nearly unbearable. Physically painful, the image of his gaunt body, post-beating.

Sheer lovliness. Breath-taking production design. I don't want to say more, for I urge you to click on the link above.