This short by Dana Hall is so much fun! I had the pleasure of seeing this at a festival and the precision with which Ms. Hall eviscerates the psychological musings of Sigmund Freud is delightful! Do yourself a favor and read this. Or better yet - if you are able - produce it. Great stuff.

I love the notion that what we see in a work of art is a projection of ourselves, imposing meaning from our own subjective stance, and often how much we (well, men in this case) decide what it is we want to see based on our prescribed notion of an artist based on their gender/sex. Freud, man. Dans Hall turns Freud (and by extension, Lacan) on his head. Mulvey-esque joy. I highly recommend this play!

Sometimes a flower is just a flower. Sometimes the interpretation of a piece of art says more about the viewer than the artist. Sometimes Freud is just Freud. This drama about objectification and interpretation is laced with moments of true comedy. You’ll love this show and if you have an art degree, like me, you’ll love it even more. This brilliant work deserved to be staged.