The satirical dialogue of the opening pages - the will to create something out of nothing - is impressive delicious art snobbery with the positive spin. I read amazed and then Seraphina shows up and brings the gallery world down to earth, kind of literally. Enter Cyril, responsible for the third and devastating movement of Craig Houk’s fine play - the will to revile and destroy. This all rings so true. (Probably to many of us randomly reviled and adored dramatists.) Brilliant work! [7-24-26]

Ah, the pretention of art critics, attempting to demonstrate erudition by examining work and finding deep (and verbally incomprehensible) meaning that the artist never intended. The critics in this wonderfully titled play are blubbering idiots, but their attacks on the artist do perhaps irreparable harm to her confidence in her vision and her methods. Another excellent play from the delightfully quirky mind of Craig Houk.

Ah, the tenuous, divisive, self-absorbed and galling world of art criticism. And how insanely pretentious it all can get. Craig Houk is definitely "on to something" with this comedy/satire. As someone who was once a visual artist, I recognize everyone of these people. And laugh at them. And SMDH! Kudos, Craig!