Rebel rebel

I’m always reluctant to chime in on a mass-culture meme: like the death of David Bowie. More than anything this has to do with my fear of being perceived as using a sad event… Continue reading

One Day At A Time.

  It’s a cliche, right? It conjures up all your 12 step stereotypes. Or you see a poster with a kitten hanging from a branch. Maybe you have a friend in recovery, and… Continue reading

$5,000 per week forever

The envelopes try so hard to look official they become comic, like a seven year old pretending to be a grownup. Faux identification numbers, computer bar codes, hastily “stamped” announcements, all designed to… Continue reading

HVPI Sunday morning

I am writing this post at a little circular table on the porch of Boughton Place. The whole “campus” here – two buildings and some open lawn – has a hippy feel to… Continue reading

HVPI post 2

First, some corrections: Boughton Place was not Moreno’s summer home. He never lived here. He lived in Beacon NY and the theater he designed – and all the workshops he taught – were… Continue reading

The Hudson Valley Psychodrama Institute Summer Intensive

Jacob Levy Moreno was Romanian Jew transplanted to Vienna in the early 20th century. He was a smart and inquisitive young man at just the right time, when Vienna was exploding with new… Continue reading

Ice Fishing

Steel teeth ripping through steel ice feet thick he watches one bead of sweat land on the wounded circle he is carving and melt. The circle gives way. He pushes one side of… Continue reading

Ectoplasm

Consider your origen: It is likely someone was drunk a frantic clutch of fabric and air a smolder of desire Or the thing growing beneath the mud now arching against the insurmountable anyway… Continue reading