WinterwithPITR

The Nutcracker

I’ve attended the Pittsburgh Ballet Theatre’s production of The Nutcracker countless times. I went as a young, aspiring dancer growing up, and in the past few years, have the renewed the tradition as an adult. This year, as any other,… Read More ›

The Lion in Winter

It’s well into the holiday season and there’s a chance you’ve either had or will have a tense family dinner. No matter your family situation, you’re probably not going have as tense a Christmas as King Henry II and his… Read More ›

Unbolted

There is a certain immutable emotion that resides in rhythmic silences.  That which we cannot articulate, understand, imitate in words or conversational gestures dwells in the physical pulsations of our movements with our own bodies and those around us.  Our… Read More ›

Lungs

Some lines from Robert Frost’s 1914 “Home Burial” came to me Friday night while watching off the WALL’s production of Duncan McMillan’s Lungs:  “You that dug with your own hand – how could you? – his little grave?” Dramatic works… Read More ›

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