As a chauvinistic New York City boy, I wondered how Claudia Haas would represent New York, and instead of the crowds and traffic and noise, she has taken the less obvious route of centering her play in a quiet spot inside its greatest museum on a weekday. The play is all about the merging of Sylvia's observing eye with Monet's observed work of art, and how the mechanical act of Miller's copying eventually merges as well into Sylvia's vision. A lovely short play, asking us to contemplate what a work of art is and who we are when viewing it.
As a chauvinistic New York City boy, I wondered how Claudia Haas would represent New York, and instead of the crowds and traffic and noise, she has taken the less obvious route of centering her play in a quiet spot inside its greatest museum on a weekday. The play is all about the merging of Sylvia's observing eye with Monet's observed work of art, and how the mechanical act of Miller's copying eventually merges as well into Sylvia's vision. A lovely short play, asking us to contemplate what a work of art is and who we are when viewing it.