As I feverishly scribble performance notes while watching my best friend Hollis perform a poem from our play Renaissance in the Belly of a Killer Whale, I cannot help but feel like I am back in the African-Latino Society room at Ithaca College. The only difference is that I am no longer directing the annual Spit That! showcase, but rather a professional play that I helped create.
When I tell friends about my archaeological expeditions to Cyprus, they picture the adventures of Indiana Jones. But mostly what Indy and I have in common are that we get to travel to exotic locales and wear wide-brimmed hats—it’s hot working out in that sun!