A place…

Theatre becomes a place where we can recognize ourselves, be ourselves, perform ourselves, seemingly apart from the oppressive gaze of the dominant-though I know this “safe space” is always provisional, always partial. – Dorinne Kondo, in Performing Race in Fashion and Theatre About Face

Disclaimer: this entry may manifest itself in other shapes and forms as I continue my critical study into theatre and my place in it. You’ve been warned πŸ™‚



2 responses to “A place…

  1. so you are doing theatre as your paper? πŸ™‚ what if you have chosen something else… hahaha… kidding… playing on your what-ifs πŸ™‚

    what’s your tweeter account?

  2. Aaah aaaah aaah! Okay, I’m done with my freak out.

    My tweeter is sh0uck. The “o” is actually a zero. Sneaky huh? πŸ™‚

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