Philly Fringe

Three dancers, including Nalini Prakash and Vijay Palaparty all face each other in a circle, dressed in vibrant greens, reds and yellows while Vijay wears mostly all white. They are in a dance studio with warm wooden floors. They are all smiling at each other, reaching arms around while balancing on one foot.
Photo: Natasha Cohen-Carroll
  • Interviews

Who am I?

Zoe Farnsworth

Nalini Prakash and Vijay Palaparty discuss identity, tradition, and the evolving 20-year journey of Godavari.

A female circus artist with a brown ponytail leans back over a trapeze and stretches her arms. She wears a shiny blue leotard and flies high above a full audience.
Photo: E. Wallis Cain Carbonell
  • Reviews

Heartfelt Showmen

E. Wallis Cain Carbonell

“Clap! Holler! We want all the attention from you guys tonight!.”

A dancer with braids leans against the shoulder of another dancer in a dimly lit room with a red hue. Both wear black and seem to be enjoying each other's company.
Photo: Ally Wilson
  • Reviews

Grief Exhausted Is Made Lighter

Nadia Ureña

A turbulent exploration of how exhausting it feels to hold space.

ora chipaumire, a black woman with short hair and the creator of Dambudzo, is in the foreground wearing a black t-shirt and singing into a microphone with her eyes closed as another cast member sings into the background, amidst several audience members.
Photo: Jonathan Stein
  • Reviews

Chi Buku

E. Wallis Cain Carbonell

“We know all about you. You are here to know about us.”

Performer Daisie Cardona, dressed in a black long-sleeved top and black yoga pants with a blue and white patch on one leg, stands facing a building. Seen from behind, she holds the Honduran flag behind her. The flag pole rests on her shoulder.
Photo: Daisie Cardona
  • Reviews

Earnest beauty

Ellen Miller

Daisie Cardona’s love letter to Kensington shines.

A male presenting figure is laying , hogtied and topless on the black stage floor. Muscly, oiled, topless, bald white men strut past him in the space.
Photo: E. Wallis Cain Carbonell
  • Reviews

Variation on a Body-Slam

E. Wallis Cain Carbonell

There is a version of this where Bill Goldberg is the base of my desire.

Kay MacMaster wearing blue coveralls stands in the center of a wood paneled performance space. Their body is folded forward, knees slightly bent, and the head tossed sideways with their long blonde hair dramatically fanning out, capturing a feeling of wild abandon and emotional release.
Photo: Natalie Fiol
  • Reviews

Stripping the Dual West

Nadia Ureña

A haunting confrontation on the frontier.

In greyscale photograph, a hand emerges from the dark, fingers shades of white and grey like brushstrokes.
Photo: Rece Komorn
  • Reviews

Excavating the Imprint

E. Wallis Cain Carbonell

Imbued with the qualities of the surroundIngs, they are receivers.

A group of standing performers lean towards one another while gazing intently towards an unknown subject. One performer, wearing a maroon jacket and glasses, grips the body of the jacket of a performer with long hair wearing a baseball cap. Their facial expressions evoke intensity, but their bodies appear to be frozen in time.
Photo: Tiffany Bessire
  • Reviews

Can you keep looking?

Ellen Miller

Faye Driscoll’s "Weathering" provokes intimate introspection.

Three dancers in stand in a narrow diagonal against a stark white background. They all look off in different directions. On the left Annie Peterson wears a red bandana and a red pinnie gazes on a slight downward angle. In the center a Vitche-Boul Ra dons a colorfully patterned shirt, sets his sights up and to his right. On the right Zeze Schorsch in a red tie dye tee with a black vest overlain looks straight up, chin forward toward the camera.
Photo: Melissa Simpson
  • Reviews

Consenting to Play

Nadia Ureña

Sometimes the performance is in fact play.