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Sean Wagner

SPORK! Recommends: Helen Keller and Me, by Sarah Bowden

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SPORK! Recommends: Helen Keller and Me, by Sarah Bowden

SPORK! Contributor Sarah Bowden brings her biographical (and autobiographical) spoken word masterpiece to Chicago stages again, as part of the 2020 Rhinofest.

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You Are Happy

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You Are Happy

The play presents the scenario without comment, which can be infuriating from an audience perspective. To know something is amiss about these relationships, but finding validation nowhere can feel like gaslighting. However, directors Mary Kate Ashe and Aaron Sawyer pick up on the subtle creeping horror of modern heteronormativity and family bonds by employing two modes of communication and double casting.

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Behind The Scenes With The Ravenswood Players: Theatre From The Ground Up By Adults With Disabilities

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Behind The Scenes With The Ravenswood Players: Theatre From The Ground Up By Adults With Disabilities

The Still Point Theater Collective has been a Chicago institution for nearly 21 years, with a focus on theater that gives a voice to those that have no voice. Founder Lisa Wagner has crafted productions that highlight social justice for outreach to schools, prisons and other communities of the disenfranchised of Chicago. The Imagination Workshop was developed in 1992 as a performance venue specifically for adults with disabilities. 

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Still Point Theater Collective New Performance!

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Still Point Theater Collective New Performance!

The Ravenswood Players are at it again! Bring the whole family to this event featuring a story about Santa and his elves exploring letters that ask for non-material goods as gifts. Enjoy cookies, coffee, and a chance to donate to Santa Ben after the show!

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The Games Highborns Play Or, my new obsession with Game of Thrones

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The Games Highborns Play Or, my new obsession with Game of Thrones

I like to equate literary tastes to the human palate, and when I plunk down next to my dear friends’ bookshelves, I hunt through them the same way you’d analyze the shelves of a refrigerator you’ve gotten the go-ahead to ransack. I linger with their fridge door open, hoping to see what foods we may have in common. Who knows- maybe they like my brand of jam, or they store their wheat bread in the crisper, too. The same goes for bookshelves; I constantly want to see what genres and editions we have in common.

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