Friday, May 6, 2011

Dear feminisms in progress,

Tonight was a truly incredible evening. To watch my friends ad classmates give so much of themselves, it was crazy powerful. An amazing night. An amazing two days of writing and sharing and critiquing and loving and listening.

There's something about theater that you throw together, when it doesn't have lights, or transitions or set plans that I love. I think it's the life long camper in me that knows that you don't need much to make a strong performance. To have the black box be a classroom and a safe space and a show all at once was beautiful. I love that it was a class.

It's amazing what we did to tonight. And I'm so proud and moved. It makes the mess of finals peaceful, and worth it.


love,
hannah

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