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Someday, maybe
All my dreams will be repaid
Hell, I'd even play the maid
To be in a show
– “Broadway Baby” lyrics by Stephen Sondheim
The Christmas Show by artist, playwright, and grand delusionary—or is it visionary?—Christopher Gambino is a crime scene, a holiday altar, and a cursed theatre starring sculptures-cum-bodies engaging in the unending encore of a new play. This new play, also called the The Christmas Show, is written by Christopher Gambino, the artist, and features Christopher, the Star, performing her new holiday showcase, The Christmas Show.
In a daisychain of fever dreams, innuendos, egos, and alter-egos, the exhibition is this play’s wreckage, staged by Gambino and building upon (stealing from) Jean Genet’s The Maids, a psychosexual drama of sweet reprise. Without its ending, without his roses, without his stage, Gambino finds his footing, his eternal refrain and refuge in this mythic origin story, staged in fragments, told in shambles, and performed by the very detritus…
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Someday, maybe
All my dreams will be repaid
Hell, I'd even play the maid
To be in a show
– “Broadway Baby” lyrics by Stephen Sondheim
The Christmas Show by artist, playwright, and grand delusionary—or is it visionary?—Christopher Gambino is a crime scene, a holiday altar, and a cursed theatre starring sculptures-cum-bodies engaging in the unending encore of a new play. This new play, also called the The Christmas Show, is written by Christopher Gambino, the artist, and features Christopher, the Star, performing her new holiday showcase, The Christmas Show.
In a daisychain of fever dreams, innuendos, egos, and alter-egos, the exhibition is this play’s wreckage, staged by Gambino and building upon (stealing from) Jean Genet’s The Maids, a psychosexual drama of sweet reprise. Without its ending, without his roses, without his stage, Gambino finds his footing, his eternal refrain and refuge in this mythic origin story, staged in fragments, told in shambles, and performed by the very detritus…


























