By Ernest Kearney — In these turbulent and twisting times that find so many bewildered and baffled, suckered punched by the events of the last two years, I find myself in this punishing period for our nation oddly consoled by a soothing sense of déjà-vu. Yes,
By Ernest Kearney — When the Russian poet Vladimir Mayakovsky was found on April 14, 1930—a suicide at the age of 36—his handwritten note read "To all of you. I die, but don't blame anyone for it, and please do not gossip.
By Ernest Kearney — The Open Fist Company under Ben Martin’s skillful direction have done well by Author Dylan Thomas in their production of his “Under Milk Wood.”
By Ernest Kearney — I can’t say I am very conversant with the 17th century Spanish Playwright Tirso de Molina. He was a fascinating contradiction of passions and pursuits.
By Ernest Kearney — There is nothing as intoxicating as watching a Performance – capital “P.” It matters little if that performance involves any of the muses or is that of a bricklayer, aircraft pilot or bartender.
By Ernest Kearney — The Aeriform Arts Studios is setup for those interested in learning the skills of trapeze, ribbon silks, lyra hoop and other forms of acrobatic disciplines usually seen featured in Vegas shows and Cirque du Soleil.
By Ernest Kearney — And here they are
By Ernest Kearney — I once taught a class entitled “Industry Reality 101.” The purpose of the class was to strip my students of the delusion, that they had a snowball’s chance in the sauna parlor of Hell, of ever having an acting career
By Ernest Kearney — Laura Grimaldi is a whirlwind of a performer with a winning mixture of humor and honesty. In "Left Turns," her one-woman show, she slides easily into a host of characters
By Ernest Kearney — Now the funny thing is that the title, We Need This Musical to Stop Us From Killing Ourselves — the Musical! is slightly longer than the show.
