on a box on the street

It is a wonderful, scary and large feeling to set up on the side of the street, unannounced, and step up onto a white box wearing all black and begin sharing physically-animated poetry and stream of conscious with whoever is passing by. Thanks to those that stopped, even for a moment, to hear a bit of the world I experience, and to Lisa Pijuan-Nomura and the James North Studio for hosting me this past weekend. It’s always a pleasure to share with and receive artistic impulses with the exciting city that is Hamilton.

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A. Gaboury

Although his training is in devised theatre, playwriting and physical performance, Andrew spends most of his time dreaming beneath those beautiful willows.

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