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There was a life before seeing A DOLL’S HOUSE and The Sign In Sidney Brustein’s Window, then there is a life after seeing them. It’s never going to be the same!!! ✨ Amazed by their performances that inspired people to find answers for the big questions and have the courage to make changes. ♥️ @jessicachastain ♥️ (I was screaming inside) one of the greatest performers and truly wonderful human being who shows me that you could do great things with such grace, kindness, empathy and passionate about humanity while looking absolutely stunning doing it!!! Please go see the plays before it’s over, if you can!✨

There was a life before seeing A DOLL’S HOUSE and The Sign In Sidney Brustein’s Window, then there is a life after seeing them. It’s never going to be the same!!! ✨ Amazed by their performances that inspired people to find answers for the big questions and have the courage to make changes. ♥️ @jessicachastain ♥️ (I was screaming inside) one of the greatest performers and truly wonderful human being who shows me that you could do great things with such grace, kindness, empathy and passionate about humanity while looking absolutely stunning doing it!!! Please go see the plays before it’s over, if you can!✨

There was a life before seeing A DOLL’S HOUSE and The Sign In Sidney Brustein’s Window, then there is a life after seeing them. It’s never going to be the same!!! ✨ Amazed by their performances that inspired people to find answers for the big questions and have the courage to make changes. ♥️ @jessicachastain ♥️ (I was screaming inside) one of the greatest performers and truly wonderful human being who shows me that you could do great things with such grace, kindness, empathy and passionate about humanity while looking absolutely stunning doing it!!! Please go see the plays before it’s over, if you can!✨

There was a life before seeing A DOLL’S HOUSE and The Sign In Sidney Brustein’s Window, then there is a life after seeing them. It’s never going to be the same!!! ✨ Amazed by their performances that inspired people to find answers for the big questions and have the courage to make changes. ♥️ @jessicachastain ♥️ (I was screaming inside) one of the greatest performers and truly wonderful human being who shows me that you could do great things with such grace, kindness, empathy and passionate about humanity while looking absolutely stunning doing it!!! Please go see the plays before it’s over, if you can!✨

There was a life before seeing A DOLL’S HOUSE and The Sign In Sidney Brustein’s Window, then there is a life after seeing them. It’s never going to be the same!!! ✨ Amazed by their performances that inspired people to find answers for the big questions and have the courage to make changes. ♥️ @jessicachastain ♥️ (I was screaming inside) one of the greatest performers and truly wonderful human being who shows me that you could do great things with such grace, kindness, empathy and passionate about humanity while looking absolutely stunning doing it!!! Please go see the plays before it’s over, if you can!✨

There was a life before seeing A DOLL’S HOUSE and The Sign In Sidney Brustein’s Window, then there is a life after seeing them. It’s never going to be the same!!! ✨ Amazed by their performances that inspired people to find answers for the big questions and have the courage to make changes. ♥️ @jessicachastain ♥️ (I was screaming inside) one of the greatest performers and truly wonderful human being who shows me that you could do great things with such grace, kindness, empathy and passionate about humanity while looking absolutely stunning doing it!!! Please go see the plays before it’s over, if you can!✨

There was a life before seeing A DOLL’S HOUSE and The Sign In Sidney Brustein’s Window, then there is a life after seeing them. It’s never going to be the same!!! ✨ Amazed by their performances that inspired people to find answers for the big questions and have the courage to make changes. ♥️ @jessicachastain ♥️ (I was screaming inside) one of the greatest performers and truly wonderful human being who shows me that you could do great things with such grace, kindness, empathy and passionate about humanity while looking absolutely stunning doing it!!! Please go see the plays before it’s over, if you can!✨

“The artist lives–or should live–in a perpetual state of extremity. This is harsh and frightening territory, but it is where art and magic and wonder exist, so we continually head for it, if we are brave and generous and curious and dissatisfied with the answers we’ve been given to the big questions. My life, and the lives of others, doesn’t mean anything to me if I can’t throw them in a sort of artistic relief, at which point I can see the outlines, the shadows, the curve or the arc of a life, a moment, a memory. My life is defined by the sounds and smells and images that existed at particular moments in my life, moments of emotional extremity, and I can only make sense of them if an artist, a creative extremist, can remind me of my mother-how she smelled, how she sounded, what was on her radio when she died–and allow me to gain a necessary objectivity to write about my life. All of our lives need this definition. It is why we need and crave the many manifestations of art, which is to say extremity.” – Tennessee Williams 1982

“The artist lives–or should live–in a perpetual state of extremity. This is harsh and frightening territory, but it is where art and magic and wonder exist, so we continually head for it, if we are brave and generous and curious and dissatisfied with the answers we’ve been given to the big questions. My life, and the lives of others, doesn’t mean anything to me if I can’t throw them in a sort of artistic relief, at which point I can see the outlines, the shadows, the curve or the arc of a life, a moment, a memory. My life is defined by the sounds and smells and images that existed at particular moments in my life, moments of emotional extremity, and I can only make sense of them if an artist, a creative extremist, can remind me of my mother-how she smelled, how she sounded, what was on her radio when she died–and allow me to gain a necessary objectivity to write about my life. All of our lives need this definition. It is why we need and crave the many manifestations of art, which is to say extremity.” – Tennessee Williams 1982

“The artist lives–or should live–in a perpetual state of extremity. This is harsh and frightening territory, but it is where art and magic and wonder exist, so we continually head for it, if we are brave and generous and curious and dissatisfied with the answers we’ve been given to the big questions. My life, and the lives of others, doesn’t mean anything to me if I can’t throw them in a sort of artistic relief, at which point I can see the outlines, the shadows, the curve or the arc of a life, a moment, a memory. My life is defined by the sounds and smells and images that existed at particular moments in my life, moments of emotional extremity, and I can only make sense of them if an artist, a creative extremist, can remind me of my mother-how she smelled, how she sounded, what was on her radio when she died–and allow me to gain a necessary objectivity to write about my life. All of our lives need this definition. It is why we need and crave the many manifestations of art, which is to say extremity.” – Tennessee Williams 1982

“The artist lives–or should live–in a perpetual state of extremity. This is harsh and frightening territory, but it is where art and magic and wonder exist, so we continually head for it, if we are brave and generous and curious and dissatisfied with the answers we’ve been given to the big questions. My life, and the lives of others, doesn’t mean anything to me if I can’t throw them in a sort of artistic relief, at which point I can see the outlines, the shadows, the curve or the arc of a life, a moment, a memory. My life is defined by the sounds and smells and images that existed at particular moments in my life, moments of emotional extremity, and I can only make sense of them if an artist, a creative extremist, can remind me of my mother-how she smelled, how she sounded, what was on her radio when she died–and allow me to gain a necessary objectivity to write about my life. All of our lives need this definition. It is why we need and crave the many manifestations of art, which is to say extremity.” – Tennessee Williams 1982

“The artist lives–or should live–in a perpetual state of extremity. This is harsh and frightening territory, but it is where art and magic and wonder exist, so we continually head for it, if we are brave and generous and curious and dissatisfied with the answers we’ve been given to the big questions. My life, and the lives of others, doesn’t mean anything to me if I can’t throw them in a sort of artistic relief, at which point I can see the outlines, the shadows, the curve or the arc of a life, a moment, a memory. My life is defined by the sounds and smells and images that existed at particular moments in my life, moments of emotional extremity, and I can only make sense of them if an artist, a creative extremist, can remind me of my mother-how she smelled, how she sounded, what was on her radio when she died–and allow me to gain a necessary objectivity to write about my life. All of our lives need this definition. It is why we need and crave the many manifestations of art, which is to say extremity.” – Tennessee Williams 1982

“The artist lives–or should live–in a perpetual state of extremity. This is harsh and frightening territory, but it is where art and magic and wonder exist, so we continually head for it, if we are brave and generous and curious and dissatisfied with the answers we’ve been given to the big questions. My life, and the lives of others, doesn’t mean anything to me if I can’t throw them in a sort of artistic relief, at which point I can see the outlines, the shadows, the curve or the arc of a life, a moment, a memory. My life is defined by the sounds and smells and images that existed at particular moments in my life, moments of emotional extremity, and I can only make sense of them if an artist, a creative extremist, can remind me of my mother-how she smelled, how she sounded, what was on her radio when she died–and allow me to gain a necessary objectivity to write about my life. All of our lives need this definition. It is why we need and crave the many manifestations of art, which is to say extremity.” – Tennessee Williams 1982

“The artist lives–or should live–in a perpetual state of extremity. This is harsh and frightening territory, but it is where art and magic and wonder exist, so we continually head for it, if we are brave and generous and curious and dissatisfied with the answers we’ve been given to the big questions. My life, and the lives of others, doesn’t mean anything to me if I can’t throw them in a sort of artistic relief, at which point I can see the outlines, the shadows, the curve or the arc of a life, a moment, a memory. My life is defined by the sounds and smells and images that existed at particular moments in my life, moments of emotional extremity, and I can only make sense of them if an artist, a creative extremist, can remind me of my mother-how she smelled, how she sounded, what was on her radio when she died–and allow me to gain a necessary objectivity to write about my life. All of our lives need this definition. It is why we need and crave the many manifestations of art, which is to say extremity.” – Tennessee Williams 1982

“The artist lives–or should live–in a perpetual state of extremity. This is harsh and frightening territory, but it is where art and magic and wonder exist, so we continually head for it, if we are brave and generous and curious and dissatisfied with the answers we’ve been given to the big questions. My life, and the lives of others, doesn’t mean anything to me if I can’t throw them in a sort of artistic relief, at which point I can see the outlines, the shadows, the curve or the arc of a life, a moment, a memory. My life is defined by the sounds and smells and images that existed at particular moments in my life, moments of emotional extremity, and I can only make sense of them if an artist, a creative extremist, can remind me of my mother-how she smelled, how she sounded, what was on her radio when she died–and allow me to gain a necessary objectivity to write about my life. All of our lives need this definition. It is why we need and crave the many manifestations of art, which is to say extremity.” – Tennessee Williams 1982

“The artist lives–or should live–in a perpetual state of extremity. This is harsh and frightening territory, but it is where art and magic and wonder exist, so we continually head for it, if we are brave and generous and curious and dissatisfied with the answers we’ve been given to the big questions. My life, and the lives of others, doesn’t mean anything to me if I can’t throw them in a sort of artistic relief, at which point I can see the outlines, the shadows, the curve or the arc of a life, a moment, a memory. My life is defined by the sounds and smells and images that existed at particular moments in my life, moments of emotional extremity, and I can only make sense of them if an artist, a creative extremist, can remind me of my mother-how she smelled, how she sounded, what was on her radio when she died–and allow me to gain a necessary objectivity to write about my life. All of our lives need this definition. It is why we need and crave the many manifestations of art, which is to say extremity.” – Tennessee Williams 1982

“The artist lives–or should live–in a perpetual state of extremity. This is harsh and frightening territory, but it is where art and magic and wonder exist, so we continually head for it, if we are brave and generous and curious and dissatisfied with the answers we’ve been given to the big questions. My life, and the lives of others, doesn’t mean anything to me if I can’t throw them in a sort of artistic relief, at which point I can see the outlines, the shadows, the curve or the arc of a life, a moment, a memory. My life is defined by the sounds and smells and images that existed at particular moments in my life, moments of emotional extremity, and I can only make sense of them if an artist, a creative extremist, can remind me of my mother-how she smelled, how she sounded, what was on her radio when she died–and allow me to gain a necessary objectivity to write about my life. All of our lives need this definition. It is why we need and crave the many manifestations of art, which is to say extremity.” – Tennessee Williams 1982