Would you hire a car mechanic who did not know how to drive? This is something I frequently ponder while reading arts criticism. “Does this writer understand the basics of the very thing she or he has been tasked with covering?”

I started writing four years ago because I did not care for the uniformed opinions I kept tripping over in criticism. I felt that they were written from perspectives driven more by academic posturing than by any organic understanding or engagement with the work. Here’s a strange fact: few retired performers write about the arts as journalists, meaning that the very people who helped develop their field have little say in how it is discussed or promoted. This is not to suggest that the uninitiated are incapable of contributing worthy insights, just that, if I’m reading about sex, I’d rather hear from someone with actual experience than from a virgin.

Prior to transitioning to writing, I devoted my life to performing around the world, collaborating with other artists, teaching students of all levels, and managing productions. Much like child-rearing, performing is a hands-on occupation from which understanding comes by doing.

The best dance and theatre writing that I’ve encountered leave me bursting with questions and excited to see a show. That is what I hope to inspire in readers: an insatiable curiosity. The desire to decide for themselves and to discuss what they discovered. After reading my words, I hope you come away feeling equally moved.


Broadway Legend André De Shields Is Thriving at His Own Pace || Interview with André De Shields during which he spoke about spirituality, his career, and living with HIV.

What Happens When Black Gay Men With HIV Love and Dance in the Name of Brotherhood || Profile on Orlando Zane Hunter Jr. and Ricarrdo Valentine, and challenging the dominant perspective about same-gender-loving African Americans in the 21st century. 

When Using Dating Apps, Disclosing My HIV Status Is Earned, Not Your Right to Know || Revealing every nuance about my health with someone who doesn’t know my favorite color feels rash.

All Stories

TDF Stages

How Do You Explore the Tulsa Race Massacre Through Dance? || Veteran choreographer Donald Byrd discusses his politically charged world premiere for Alvin Ailey.

Shining a Much-Needed Spotlight on Black Men Living with HIV || Art meets activism in the immersive theatre piece As Much As I Can.

Why Boys Doing Ballet Should Be No Big Deal || Written in response to Lara Spencer’s remarks. Quashing the bullying isn’t enough to lift the stigma. Boy dancers need to be championed.

Never Show Vulnerability, Except When Singing || Caleb Eberhardt makes a tuneful Broadway debut in Choir Boy.


Despite the Hype, I Hated ‘Slave Play’ || Op-Ed

Time Out NY

Sugar In Our Wounds || Review

Zürich || Review

Dutch Masters || Review

My Brilliant Divorce || Review

Movement Research

White Voices VS Black Bodies at NYTimes || Critical Report