DIONYSUS

Beyond the vineyards of ecstatic revelry and ritual madness, the twice-born, mischievous Bacchus finds his respite in the fertile soil of theatre. A ghost in the wing; whisper through the aisle; flicker from the lights; echo beneath the stage;

Dionysus etches what could be into what is. Vines weaving in the arches of divine letters...wine anointing the creasing pages of timeless memory... how might you dance the Storyteller's word in your own boundless margins?