Posts Tagged ‘Sheryl Sutton’

When We Dead Awaken

Thursday, February 21st, 1991

A neon blue river of light crosses the stage on a diag­onal. A black moun­tain looms beyond, pierced by a stark white water­fall. The sculptor sits brooding on a rocky throne; an egg-shaped stone is pierced with a spear. Two Irenes enter, and lie on the ground, like stones. “You have killed my soul,” they cry. “I am an artist!” cries the sculptor. One Irene sits on the rock, like a statue. “I was a human being too.”

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