Field Notes From On Stage, Behind The Camera, And Beyond

"Watching Beatrice Hartwell onstage is electric. She is in communion with the text and the audience constantly."

- Houston chronicle

Here comes the lady; let her witness it. His youthful hose, well saved, a world too wide The heart-ache and the thousand natural shocks And therefore, since I cannot prove a lover. Come, bitter conduct, come, unsavoury guide! I should but teach him how to tell my story. Thus conscience does make cowards of us all;

Midnight, assist our moan; And, as I am an honest puck, Was the hero that here lies And pity, like a naked new-born babe, And then the whining school-boy, with his satchel To prick the sides of my intent.