WANDERLUST in American Theatre Magazine!

(Please feel free to click above image to enlarge - I can't get the damn thing any bigger. Ooohhh, behave...)

Only TWO performances left of WANDERLUST: A History of Walking at Cleveland Public Theatre before we move our stank asses on to The Ice Factory in New York, bishes!

Opening Scene from "Wanderlust". From left to right: Nicole Perrone, Adam Thatcher, Pandora Robertson, Kevin Charnas (that's me, bishes), Alexis Floyd, Trae Hicks and Jonathon Ramos. (Photo credit: Dan Schreckengost)

So, if you're able to make it, I promise I won't be wearing

this. (Photo credit: Matthew Earnest)

Or,

this. (Photo credit: Matthew Earnest)

But, I DO promise I'll be wearing much less. Ooohhhh... Woof, Woof, meow...

ENOUGH of this tomfoolery, I say! I'll leave with you something invigorating - an extended excerpt from WANDERLUST. May it inspire you to take to your feet and be all you ever need.

"Afoot and light-hearted I take to the open road, Healthy, free, the world before me, The long brown path before me leading wherever I choose.

Henceforth I ask not good-fortune, I myself am good-fortune, Henceforth I whimper no more, postpone no more, need nothing, Done with indoor complaints, libraries, querulous criticisms, Strong and content I travel the open road.

The earth, that is sufficient, I do not want the constellations any nearer, I know they are very well where they are.

You air that serves me with breath to speak! You objects that call from diffusion my meanings and give them shape! You light that wraps me and all things in delicate equable showers! You paths worn in the irregular hollows by the roadsides! I believe you are latent with unseen existences, you are so dear to me.

The earth expanding right hand and left hand, The picture alive, every part in its best light,

From this hour I ordain myself loos'd of limits and imaginary lines, Going where I list, my own master total and absolute. I inhale great draughts of space, I am larger, better than I thought, I did not know I held so much goodness.

Allons! whoever you are come travel with me!

Be not discouraged, keep on, there are divine things well envelop'd, I swear to you there are divine things more beautiful than words can tell. Allons! we must not stop here, However sweet these laid-up stores, however convenient this dwelling we cannot remain here, However shelter'd this port and however calm these waters we must not anchor here,

Allons! the road is before us! Camerado, I give you my hand!"

~ Walt Whitman (1819-1892)

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