by fanconikendra | Jul 27, 2024 | Dear Animal
Dear Animal, I’m thumbing through a red notebook the size of a folded bandana. It is on my seat, between my legs, as I drive. Using my teeth, I pull off the pen cap. I usually text notes to myself, but it’s crowded in the car as we drive 1500 miles, and I fear...
by fanconikendra | Jun 28, 2024 | Dear Animal
Dear Animal, Before I was a director or a playwright, I was an actor. I started in kindergarten and kept going, including seven years of higher education. I never did much professionally, but I’m shaped by those years of acting study. An acting teacher once told...
by fanconikendra | May 31, 2024 | Dear Animal
Dear Animal, ‘Rhubarb, rhubarb, rhubarb’ is what you might ask an actor to silently mouth as an extra in a scene. Rhubarb creates a believable background, as it simulates conversation, and because the word rhubarb doesn’t have any recognizable consonant clusters, it...
by fanconikendra | Apr 29, 2024 | Dear Animal
Dear Animal, As you may recall, I work in a lot of different media– snow and ice, water, moss – but my new medium is road. Moving to the foothills of Colorado has upped my driving game considerably, I have a 16-year-old, so I am a driving instructor and my youngest...
by fanconikendra | Mar 29, 2024 | Dear Animal
Dear Animal, If my voice seems a bit muffled this month, it’s because I am buried deep here. Still, the design is fantastic, I marvel at that white sky. In the mountain hamlet of Sunshine, I’m told by the locals that this fall, 3 feet, is manageable; it’s 4 or 5 where...
