Alaska Native Theater Comes of Age

The singing begins offstage. A single voice. It’s designed to be noticed, and the chatter of the audience begins to dissipate. This is the only warning the show is about to begin. The music—powered by percussion of every kind—shatters the remaining conversation and...

A Room of My Own

“All I could do was to offer an opinion upon one minor point – a woman must have money and a room of her own if she is to write fiction…” I read those lines penned by Virginia Woolf back in high school, but have never been able to shake the idea. Not only of a...