The last weekend of my SPACE residency. I find it hard to imagine that winter will come, and I won’t be back here every other weekend/ every second/ tomorrow/ right now. Sarah Lunnie took most of these pictures, while also dramaturging my play, while also wearing bohemian wrist-warmers from Estonia. New residents included two white horses and two bearded goats. My friends are a glam set.
I turned a year older, and these are some of the people who helped me do it:
It happened. Seven courses, seven plays, seven locations.
Not pictured (I briefly lost my phone in the middle): Posner on the lawn. Props to Joe Waechter for getting the picture of Mfoniso.