So … I went a few years ago to visit my friend who lives alternatively in the bush. Her life is subsistent but she makes a bit of cash as a feral pig hunter. She is surrounded by dogs of all kinds. Many of them scarred and scary. Her advice to me, should I ever need it. If there is a pack of dogs causing trouble, in the middle there will be a little one who is meanest, fiercest and smartest. That one started the fight. This brings me to Barbara of BARBARA AND THE CAMP DOGS.
This play is written with that kind of gritty truthfulness. Lived experience and unspoken lives collide in an explosive whipcrack over the heads of those who wonder and those who know. Continue reading BARBARA AND THE CAMP DOGS:SUPERLATIVES FAIL