The breaking bodies on the bare black stage are bodies of political discord, bodies of a strife between families in an age of tumult and tempest. This is at least one way to approach the per…
On a cold Saturday afternoon this past winter, retired director Laura Jones drove me around the small town of Fort Collins, Colorado. Jones, who was the subject of a piece I wrote for TheThe…
One day, Laura Jones was late to pick up her three-year-old daughter, Amy. Not a happy moment for the little girl, Jones's tardiness would have a major impact on her career as a director. Fo…