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In 2011, I set off on a hunt that would take me around the world to work with ex-soldiers and ex-combatants on theatre projects...

Touchdown, London.  4 months and 2 theatre projects since leaving this year of travel behind me, and I’m once again sat in front of a bla...

Journal Entry - 14/6/12 Nandita and I have been invited on a day-trip to the beautiful mountain region of Pehelgam by our two unlikely...

Journal Entry - 9/6/12 Driving from Jammu to Srinagar in the middle of the night we pass through 4 or 5 military checkpoints, and I’m s...

I am sitting in Nandita’s apartment in Pune, enjoying the feeling of the hot summer breeze on my bare legs and shoulders one last time be...

A grant from the European Cultural Foundation lands me back in Lebanon for a week of follow-up on “A Drop of Honey,” the script that I l...

Crispin's Poem (translated from Kinyarwanda) In foreign lands, it’s foreign. I knew how to create When I was still young ...