The play is about an American archaeologist who is summoned to a dig in Jaffa. The Israelis found something buried deep below the Armenian monastery, and she’s the only one who can tell them what it is.
Her expertise is genetic archaeology, ancient DNA.
Her mother, a child survivor of the Holocaust, has just died.
And there’s a lizard in her bathtub at the David Intercontinental in Tel Aviv.
The character, Sally (born Sarah) is a secular American Jewish woman, a scientist, who finds herself surprised by the power of the land and its story. It’s a play, not an essay, so it’s about a lot of things. Mostly it’s about people, how we tick.
Thematically, I guess, I’m interested in generational violence, in the real of family and nations. If violence is somehow embedded in our DNA (actually, or poetically) is there any way to rewrite that code?
And it’s a comedy, an odd love story, set during the Second Intifada.
If you can, please come, and if you know anyone who might be interested in supporting the project — building audience, raising funds — please send them my way.