Milan Vydareny

Milan Vydareny

Counting Marbles

I was inspired to write this blog for reasons not greatly dependent on losing my way, but caused by the realization that the way was dramatically shorter than I had realized.

Immersive Masculinity: Un Poyo Rojo at Theater Wit

In an empty locker room, two men play with movement, an analogue radio and tiny shorts. The athletic bodies of Luciano Rosso and Alfonso Barón move fluently from wrestling to dance, acrobatics to physical comedy in an irresistible distortion of the expectations of manhood.

Revisiting Caracas

Fatima and I spent several hours reminiscing about *La Ciudad de Eterna Primavera* (The City of Eternal Spring). The memories of one particular party I attended came flooding back to my consciousness.