Flux Theatre Ensemble

Question #1: What is the worst thing you've ever stolen?

The worst thing I've ever stolen? Or the worst thing I've ever stolen and felt badly about? Cause that would be one of those little party favor boxes when I was 7 years old. I was still susceptible to guilt at that point, as a child who's just stolen something should likely be. My mother threatened to take me back to the store and make me tell them what I had done, the prospect of which still makes me feel ashamed 20 plus years later. Besides that, the worst thing I've ever stolen would have to be the occasional unsuspecting heart. I maintain that these have not been my fault.

Question #2: What is the worst thing that's been stolen from you?

The worst possession that's been stolen from me would be my Metro card - stolen out of my backpack one morning on the subway. On a more metaphysical level, the worst thing that's ever been stolen from me would be my idealism, some time during my sophomore year of college. I don't know that I knew it had been stolen until I watched the same thing happen to my little sister when she was in college. It was a very unsettling experience.

Trimming. I have an irrational love of trimming - ribbons, sequins, craft boa, etc. I don't know quite where this love came from, but it's certainly there. Trimmings shops are actually more exciting to me than candy stores. Things that sparkle. Things with sprinkles. Sweeping staircases. Summer dresses. Freshly painted rooms. Clean kitchens.

Question #4: What do you find beautiful?

The airport dance. This is the "dance" you do when you see someone you love come into the baggage claim area at the airport, once they've made it through security but before you've gotten to attack them with hugs and snuffles. Other things, of course, are beautiful too, but the airport dance kind of takes the cake at the moment.