Theatre

Directors Cheryl Faraone, Richard Romagnoli and Jim Petosa invite the Middlebury community to attend free showings of PTP/NYC’s 35th season offerings. This acclaimed Off-Broadway theatre company, affiliated with Middlebury’s Theatre Department, features Middlebury students and alumni working alongside professional theatre makers. After two fast-paced weeks of rehearsal, they take pleasure in providing Middlebury audiences with special previews prior to the company’s move to New York for a month-long run at Atlantic Stage 2.

Remarks & awards for graduating seniors and their guests at 4:00 p.m. in Seeler Studio Theatre followed by a joint reception at 4:30 p.m. in the upper lobby of the Mahaney Arts Center.

Commencement reception for seniors and their families for the departments of Dance, Theatre, Classics & Classical Studies, Literary Studies, Philosophy, Religion, and Education Studies.

Ophelia had everything: the boyfriend, the plan, the dress. Her life was a comedy. Until it really, really wasn’t. Set underwater in the mind of Hamlet’s forgotten, drowned heroine seconds after falling (or jumping?), Ophelia cross-examines her story, her existence, and most importantly - her ending. With the clock (literally) running out of time, Ophelia must decide how much she’s willing to pay to be the author of her own story.

Ophelia had everything: the boyfriend, the plan, the dress. Her life was a comedy. Until it really, really wasn’t. Set underwater in the mind of Hamlet’s forgotten, drowned heroine seconds after falling (or jumping?), Ophelia cross-examines her story, her existence, and most importantly - her ending. With the clock (literally) running out of time, Ophelia must decide how much she’s willing to pay to be the author of her own story.

Ophelia had everything: the boyfriend, the plan, the dress. Her life was a comedy. Until it really, really wasn’t. Set underwater in the mind of Hamlet’s forgotten, drowned heroine seconds after falling (or jumping?), Ophelia cross-examines her story, her existence, and most importantly - her ending. With the clock (literally) running out of time, Ophelia must decide how much she’s willing to pay to be the author of her own story.

Ophelia had everything: the boyfriend, the plan, the dress. Her life was a comedy. Until it really, really wasn’t. Set underwater in the mind of Hamlet’s forgotten, drowned heroine seconds after falling (or jumping?), Ophelia cross-examines her story, her existence, and most importantly - her ending. With the clock (literally) running out of time, Ophelia must decide how much she’s willing to pay to be the author of her own story.

Queers take back history… and look damn hot while doing it. Botticelli in the Fire by Jordan Tannahill, senior thesis work of Ryan Kirby ‘22 and Madison Middleton ‘22.5, is an extravagant and edgy queering of Italian Renaissance painter Sandro Botticelli and his iconic painting, The Birth of Venus. Tannahill creates a radical space where queers are no longer on the periphery of history but take center stage in a story that will leave you laughing, moaning, maybe even shedding a few tears.

Queers take back history… and look damn hot while doing it. Botticelli in the Fire by Jordan Tannahill, senior thesis work of Ryan Kirby ‘22 and Madison Middleton ‘22.5, is an extravagant and edgy queering of Italian Renaissance painter Sandro Botticelli and his iconic painting, The Birth of Venus. Tannahill creates a radical space where queers are no longer on the periphery of history but take center stage in a story that will leave you laughing, moaning, maybe even shedding a few tears.

Queers take back history… and look damn hot while doing it. Botticelli in the Fire by Jordan Tannahill, senior thesis work of Ryan Kirby ‘22 and Madison Middleton ‘22.5, is an extravagant and edgy queering of Italian Renaissance painter Sandro Botticelli and his iconic painting, The Birth of Venus. Tannahill creates a radical space where queers are no longer on the periphery of history but take center stage in a story that will leave you laughing, moaning, maybe even shedding a few tears.