David Wraith’s deconstruction of his racial, sexual and gender identity through the lens of his complicated relationship with his late mother. Calling Dr. Freud! I include the last image as an illustration of the visual havoc caused by digital projectors on the stage (although it looks kind of cool). The end of the show pushed the limit of the Fringe’s no censorship policy to the point that I lowered my lens.
Need to move on. There are two major photo events here this weekend, the Japanese Festival at the botanical garden and Paint Louis. Hope I can get to both.
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