A few months ago, Dave, Ali and I decided to take some time off from Sticky. While this was certainly a sensible, logical, rational idea, and while Dave and I need the extra time to focus on more child-centric activities and goals, it is also true that we miss Sticky. We miss the camaraderie, the […]Read More Sticky in the Sticks with J. Michael Grey
I’m working on this new play. It’s called hippopotamus. Here is a monologue from Glory, who is the stay-at-home mom in a two mom family. She’s an artist, but has put her work on hold for the time being. To set the scene, this is somewhere in Act 2 I think. I didn’t mean to […]Read More Dinner takes four hours.
I’ve often pictured Dave and I off in some retirement home somewhere, producing Sticky with the other gray hairs, still making theater on a shoe-string, laughing that the kid has gone and put us in a home. If the kid doesn’t put us in a home, I see us as these old head ghosts of […]Read More Sticky v Parenthood, or The Artist Mom Thing Gets Serious
I’m eating chia pudding and sitting home with a sick kid. He doesn’t feel sick, but he sure looks sick. He’s got little bumps all over. It’s coxsackies, and it’s pretty gross. Almost as gross as the chia pudding, despite it’s cute cup and self-contained spoon. It all started Friday. I was halfway out the […]Read More Growing pains, and other things that are gross
I stayed up late playing with Legos last night. More accurately, I stayed up late reinforcing a speedy little yellow vehicle C and I spent much of the afternoon building, racing, breaking, and redesigning. I told myself I wanted to surprise him by nailing it down so it could race all the way down the […]Read More Compulsions and Avoidance
It started appearing on my feeds a while back, and much like a word that once newly learned seems to pop up all over the place, the concept of the middle-class artist began to materialize everywhere I looked. Articles calling for guaranteed income for artists, artist unionization, and facilitations for artists to trade art for […]Read More Art is not a profession
If you’re involved in making theater at all, you probably know that the ladies have been bitching about the lack of gender parity on American stages for some time. The lady writers are pouring out of grad schools, just like I did a few years back, and demanding that their work be taken as seriously, […]Read More Daria Polatin talks The Kilroys