2017 Season:
Cry Mercy, Forsaken Grace

2017 Bonus Show

Waiting For godot
by Samuel Beckett

A Co-production with Inferno Theatre

Entering the aftermath of the horrific World War II only to be faced with a potentially apocalyptic Cold War in full force, Samuel Beckett captured the pervasive existential crisis felt across the globe in the allegory of two bedraggled companions forever waiting for a stranger named Godot. Considered a seminal masterpiece in the Western canon, Waiting For Godot symbolically captures the absurdity, comedy, and tragedy of humanity's attempt to reckon with a wasteland of humanity's own creation. 

When: January 16 - February 27
Venue: Brooklyn Preserve
1433 12th Ave, Oakland, CA 94606
Tickets: $15-$35 online; pay-what-you-can at the door

February - September 2017

*Please note that This Land Was Made is a workshop production.

Venue: Brooklyn Preserve
1433 12th Ave
Oakland CA 94606

Tickets: $15-$35 online; pay-what-you-can at the door


Single Tickets: $15-$35
- General Admission

Season Tickets: $125
- Discounted tickets
- Bonus ticket for a friend
- Invitation to Closed Rehearsal

Priority Season Pass: $160                         - Reserved Priority seating                             - Complimentary Concessions voucher           - Bonus ticket for a friend                                                                                                                  - Invitation to a closed rehearsal

Artists Passes: $50
- Highly Discounted tickets
- Bonus ticket for a friend

Under 25 Passes: $25
- Significantly Discounted tickets
- Bonus ticket for a friend


Across the world there is an overwhelming cry for mercy. But, we are falling victim to a pandemic of polarization that forsakes the grace necessary for us to hear the cries of others.

From our households to the streets, from Central America to Syria, from existential crises of the wealthy to the brutalization of the impoverished, from a devaluing of Truth to a fraying of social trust to a loss of faith, Ubuntu, the concept that “My humanity is tied to yours,” is thrown into question: How do we forge solidarity when the effort can seem naive, at best, and a betrayal to one’s sense of justice at worst? How do we recognize that each of us is beholden, bound and yet blinded to our own experience in the world while continuing our fight to bend the moral arc of the universe toward Justice? And, yet, in Shakespeare's words:

The quality of mercy is not strain’d,
It droppeth as the gentle rain from heaven
Upon the place beneath: it is twice blest;
It blesseth him that gives and him that takes:
’Tis mightiest in the mightiest: it becomes
The throned monarch better than his crown;
It is enthroned in the hearts of kings,
It is an attribute to God himself;
And earthly power doth then show likest God’s
When mercy seasons justice.
Though justice be thy plea, consider this,
That, in the course of justice, none of us
Should see salvation: we do pray for mercy;
And that same prayer doth teach us all to render
The deeds of mercy.
— William Shakespeare

If, then, theatre allows us to experience ourselves in one another, we seek to transcend our visceral dividedness with visceral plays that speak to various vantage points of this universal cry for mercy, in hopes that our rendering of mercy provides us with the grace necessary to save ourselves from our ever increasing pandemic of polarization.