Finding My Clown: A Distilling of the Human Condition

by Hazel Anna Rogers for the Carl Kruse Arts Blog The fundamental reality of creation is solitude. This is what Lecoq tells us, and, when I turned around and faced the audience, clothed with my red nose for the first time, I did indeed feel very alone. We had started doing clown the week before,

Acting and Art: Channeling Animals

by Hazel Anna Rogers for the Carl Kruse Arts Blog The studio floor is covered in bodies. They are curled and strewn and spread and sprawled, as though they were dead. But they are not. Some breathe shallowly, quickly, as if their hearts fluttered about like moths. Some breathe deeply, forcing air bull-like through their