Samuel Jones

“With energy, pizzazz, and candid hilarity, the unexpected jolts and quirky visages of Greenfeld captivated from start to finish.”

As Mercutio took his last breath, lightning lit up the dome of Low Library and thunder boomed in the sky.

Is it all even real? Or are we in a simulation?

White space surrounds the works: white walls, white lights on a white ceiling, white paper, white dressing screens, white blinds on the windows.

Red, fleshy chunks of watermelon skid off the stage into the faces of the audience.

Once upon a time, epic political and economic problems torpedoed the balance of contemporary society. With only 100 years left against climate change for the human race, one immense question needed to be asked—can Olaf really be a fairy princess?

A woman ascends a staircase next to the audience, a noose hung loosely around her neck. At the same time, a man descends the same staircase, approaching her with a watermelon in his arms.

This year Santa Claus is retiring. Microphone substituted for candy cane, the announcement came moments into the show. So the question remained: Who will be the next Santa?

Breathe, the actors demand synchronously.

‘-3RSSSS - (L-S)RSS + RS - π(R) = 0 where π(R) = 4-3 P/ AQR = -(2-3/A)dhui/DR’, better known as the ponytail equation, is a mathematical equation that models the swelling of a ponytail as the hair interacts with atmospheric forces. It’s also the title of a choreographed dance by Adrienne Truscott, which was second in the lineup performed by the Barnard/Columbia Dance Troupe at New York Live Arts.