ESPrit de Corps

I’ve found that posting for the the first time to a blog is kind of like your first kiss with someone. Too spontaneous and it could be awkward. However, there’s certainly the downside to over thinking it. You want it to be packed with meaning and, deep down, maybe fear that it doesn’t mean as […]

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PS/MS 95’s Arts Leadership Team is one of fifteen Arts Leadership Teams that belongs to a community of arts leaders in the Bronx, the Bronx Arts Learning Community (BALC).  This year, DreamYard has gathered fifteen of our partnerships to create a community of schools who are all committed to strengthening the arts programs in their […]

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DreamYard and PS/MS 95 have been art partners for the last four years.  This year is our second year partnering in an ESP grant.  We currently have 15 arts integrated residencies that include visual arts, theater and dance, plus two after school arts programs in theater and visual arts.  This is their first year together […]

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My journey includes three tide pools, a sneak naked swim at Forty Steps Beach, a long gaze at Egg rock and finally several hours in the hidden upstairs stacks of the town library. I’m in the private exhilaration that comes with successfully sneaking past the librarian, hiding myself upstairs with the glass (yes glass) […]

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“I am a theatre artist because I value the collaborative experience.” As a theatre director this is the phrase that I often say to artistic collaborators—designers, actors, dramaturges, stage managers—on the first day of working on a new project. Collaboration is, of course, not without challenges. It is the friction of artistic […]

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When directing a play, it is helpful to create a concept that is clear and firmly rooted in the text of the play. For example, if the play is called “Alice in Wonderland”, chances are that if the concept of the production does not revolve around Alice’s experience, then the “concept” is probably not […]

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There was a time when I couldn’t imagine life off that rock. The cold and clear green waters, the salt in my night skies. One square mile of endless mystery and coded silence. No questions asked. None answered. I never wanted to take off my favorite summer orange dress that […]

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