Haven’t been to an Artists Without Walls’ Showcase? Here are some of the sights and sounds you’ve been missing. Music provided by Warren and Gibson Malone, Sasha Papernik, Jenai Huff and Deni Bonet. 



The Irish Film New York (IFNY) and Artists Without Walls’ member Niall McKay is excited to announce that the IFNY will host a talk with Oscar-nominated writer and director, Jim Sheridan, (My Left Foot, In America) and screenings of three of his award-winning films.


Niall McKay

Niall McKay

IFNY is also back this year with its fourth annual slate of top-notch contemporary Irish films. The festival kicks off Friday, October 3rd with Game of Thrones’ starring Maisie Williams and directed by Niall Heery. The festival continues with the North American premiere of the fascinating documentary Broken Song, which follows three hip-hop musicians/writers from hardscrabble areas of Dublin as they struggle to find and articulate meaning in an often-chaotic world.



Screenings also include the US premiere of the comedy Poison Pen, about a celebrated author (Lochlainn O’Mearain) who is blackmailed into writing for a tabloid gossip magazine and finds himself caught up in a world of stars and their secrets and in danger of turning into a tabloid celebrity himself. IFNY will also feature the New York premiere of the hypnotically beautiful Out of Here a contemporary coming-of-age story shedding Dublin

Jim Sheridan

Jim Sheridan

and its youth culture in a light not previously seen or explored. Rounding out the screening series is the engrossing Love Eternal (New York Premiere) from Brendan Muldowney, a touching drama that immerses us in the seldom-exposed world of necrophilia and assisted suicide and is a macabre ode to love, loss and the bonds that unite us.



Irish Film New York

Irish Film New York

The festival also features the signature opening night party at Glucksman Ireland House on Friday October 3rd, prior to the opening night film. For more information on the films included in this year’s festival and to watch trailers and buy tickets click here


OYR-September2014Singer/songwriter Jenai Huff will be performing with Eugene Ruffolo, Ben Wisch and Chris Marshak today, Sunday (9/7) on NYC’s WFUV.  Tune in and listen to their interview with host John Platt on his Sunday Breakfast Show; they will be performing 4 songs as well. John’s show airs from 8-11am, 90.7fm on your dial in the NYC metropolitan area or streaming at WFUV.  They will likely be on sometime between 9-10:30am EST.


Tuesday they will be performing an hour set during the “On Your Radar” concert series at Rockwood Music Hall, 196 Allen St., NYC, which is hosted by WFUV. The show starts at 7pm but you will want to get there early to get a seat. The doors open at 6:30pm. Also performing that night is a wonderful trio from Nashville, TN called Harpeth Rising .


Jack O'Connell

Jack O’Connell



Actor Jack O’Connell plays Uncle Richard, a tile store owner on Coney Island Ave, in the  film The Quitter, which opens for a one week preview at Regal Cinemas, 247 W 42nd St, NYC on Friday September 12th. There are five screenings per day for one week. This great little gem of an Indie was filmed mostly in Brooklyn and directed by Brooklyn native Matt Bonifacio.  



Martina Fiserova

Martina Fiserova


Singer/songwriter Martina Fiserova will perform a solo set of her originals at the Way Station, located at, 683 Washington Ave (Btw Prospect and St Marks), Prospect Heights, Brooklyn 11238, on Wednesday Sept 10th at 8pm. No cover. 


Who is Renata Hinrichs?


OLYMPUS DIGITAL CAMERAI am a Midwestern girl.   I was born in Dubuque, Iowa and moved five times before I was 12 years old, ending up in Minneapolis, Minnesota. I am the daughter of a Lutheran minister, and growing up in the church watching Dad preach every Sunday was like going to the theater every week.


My first acting lesson came from Dad when I was asked to read a lesson from the Bible for a Youth Service at age 12 or 13. He said breathe, understand what you are saying, follow the punctuation, say it like you are really talking to someone and remember to look up. I was painfully shy and hated speaking in public, but when he gave me tangible things to do, I did it without crumbling in terror.   I was always most comfortable dancing. I can’t remember when I didn’t dance.


Mom must have noticed me dancing in the living room or in the backyard as a child. Of course I thought my cloak of invisibility made that impossible, but she saw me and took me to my first ballet when I was seven. It was THE NUTCRACKER at the McCormick Place Theater in Chicago. I was totally enthralled. I saw other children dancing for the first time and afterwards she said, “Would you like to learn how to do that?” And I said, “You mean they learn how to do that? You don’t just do it?” Thus began my journey with dance.


IMG_5317My first teachers were Russian, and the way they taught dance was another form of an early acting lesson. They first focused on technique, placement, and precision, but they also emphasized musicality and the character of the movement. They taught us to think of movement and music as phrases of speech. What is your intention? What do you want to communicate with this movement through this music?


When I arrived in New York after high school to pursue my dream of being a dancer, I got a scholarship with the Harkness Ballet School but, I found the ballet world to be very restrictive. I longed to be more creative than being one of 25 other girls in the corps de ballet, so I started exploring modern dance. Paul Taylor, Martha Graham, Jose Limon, Eric Hawkins, Phyllis Lamhut and May O’Donnell. Then I saw the first performance of Pina Bausch’s company in the United States at BAM.   Her production of THE RITE OF SPRING changed my life. That piece completely transformed my perception of what dance and theater could be.


Around that time I met Annie B Parsons, a young dancer and choreographer at Columbia University. She used me in much of her early work. We continued to work together for the next 15 years. Then she and Paul Lazar started BIG DANCE THEATER.   I am proud to be one of the founding members. That was the perfect way for me to explore my love of dance and theater. Working with Annie B Parsons and Paul Lazar has been a major influence on my work.


What are you working on at the moment?


I am working on a solo play called RANDOM ACTS an autobiographical piece about some of the events and circumstances that shaped who I am as a person and an artist. It is the first of a trilogy I am developing.


OLYMPUS DIGITAL CAMERAI was living in downtown Manhattan during the events of 9/11, and that experience unearthed some of my earliest childhood memories. One incident that happened on the way to school when I was 5 on the South Side of Chicago was the spark of the piece and everything followed after that.   I have had a lot of support and encouragement from Lee Brock and Seth Barrish from the Barrow Group. Lee was the first person to suggest I develop a one- person play based on my experiences. I first performed it in a Solo Flights Festival for FAB Women of the Barrow Group and then as part of the Emerging Artists Theater New Work Festival.


Do you have upcoming events you’d like people to attend?


I am performing RANDOM ACTS, which is directed by Camille Saviola, in the United Solo Theater Festival at Theater Row, 410 W. 42nd St.


The show is playing, October 12th at 2pm and on October, 18th at 6 pm.   I have sold out the October 12th date, but tickets are still available for October 18th. If I sell out that date, they will give me another date. That would be nice, but we’ll see. Tickets can be purchased through Telecharge.


Who are the actors/writers/playwrights past and present that you admire?


Writers: Lidia Yuknavitch, Colum McCann, and James Joyce. Playwrights: Samuel Beckett, Tennessee Williams, Arthur Miller, Annie Baker, Theresa Rebeck, Alan Bennett, Rajiv Joseph, Sarah Treem, Lisa Kron, Laura Eason, John Guare, David Lindsay-Abaire, Stephen Adly Guirgis and Rebecca Gillman. Actors/Actresses: Deidre O’Connell, Anna Gunn, Janet McTeer, Eve Best, Julie White, Martin Moran and Kate Mulgrew.  


Who is your greatest inspiration and why?


I am most inspired by random acts of kindness. Any time someone goes out of their way to help someone whether it’s holding a door open or in the case of my friend, Stephen, holding a woman’s head after a train crash, when he was also injured, until help arrived and in so doing saved her life. That inspires me.


OLYMPUS DIGITAL CAMERAThe person who most inspires me is my mentor, Greta Schreyer Loebl. She passed away several years ago, but there is not a day that goes by that I don’t think of her. She escaped the Nazis from Vienna in 1938 at age 18.  She arrived in New York unable to speak a word of English and became a jewelry maker, fashion designer, painter and poet. We met through a mutual friend when I was writing my first solo show about a Dutch woman who died in Auschwitz in 1943.   She thought I might learn something from her. Well, I started out as her model, then I became her assistant, and in the process, she became a dear friend and a grandmother I never had.


Greta created in some way every day. Her life was a work of art, whether painting or drawing or writing, planting flowers or making a beautiful meal for friends and sharing her amazing life stories. She was always curious and engaged. She never became famous and didn’t sell as many paintings as she wanted, but she did her work, practiced her art. She was true to herself and brought joy to the world.   She encouraged me to create and trust my own voice and vision and for that, I am most grateful.


Name 3-5 things you want to accomplish in the next 5 years.


Finish the trilogy as part of the New Harmony Theater program and/or in The Sundance Theatre Lab and see them fully produced. Write a multi-character play. Develop a TV show. Continue to act in theater and on television and get better at surfing.


randomactspostcardIf you could dream of trying something in the arts you haven’t tried, but would like to, what would it be?


I would like to write and direct a film.


What do you enjoy doing in your spare time?


Cooking, eating and drinking red wine with my husband. Being by the ocean or a beautiful lake. Having lots of downtime to daydream. Being in nature, going to museums, listening to music and hanging out with my nieces and nephew.


All photos from Renata’s show are by  Maryann Lopinto.


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Take a look at an article/interview in today’s Irish Central about Erin Layton and the motivation behind her writing her one woman show, MAGDALEN. Written by Charles R. Hale


Click here to read the article 




Artists Without Walls is pleased to announce the premiere of its Youtube Channel. You can get to our Youtube site by clicking here.   You’ll find three videos that we’ve posted; we’ll be adding a few more this weekend.  After each Showcase and upcoming events we will be adding new videos of our artists.  


Here’s a sample. Hope you enjoy it. 





Final Diddicoy coverA short  story about Eamon Loingsigh’s introduction to Seamus Heaney, published in an anthology, Irish Studies South: Vol. 1: Iss. 1, Article 9, on the one year anniversary of his death. Eamon is the author of the recently published Light of the Diddicoy, a riveting and immersive saga of Irish gangs on the Brooklyn waterfront in the early part of the 20th century.




I, for one, can’t wait. When the time longs into my soul and the creak in my knees cause gentle steps, I’ll grow long my eyebrows. I’ll let them loose on my face as I chase away the last days of my living.


Now I stand though. I have son and daughters rearing up on me. Smiling as they gain to overtake me.


Today is the day a great poet died. And nothing’s warmer in the throat than the poet that you have long smiled with in word. From the long life he gently stepped and with such great care. So thoughtful that it was oft he was for granted taken.


‘til now.


The sound of the subway sizzling in a whoosh through the long tunnels brings me back to my grandfather too. Another man of the gentle hand who so gives me the light of hope for my long eyebrowed salute to this life. He held my hand in the traincar for he knew the surroundings were new on me. Dark colors around, spray paint clicking sounds splayed upon each wall and passing train, ca-click-ca-click-ca-click went swooshing through my cotton-wool brain.


The author's grandfather as a young boy, far right

The author’s grandfather as a young boy, standing far right

My grandfather rarely talked. By trade, he was a listener. And there had been in this life nothing that once he had not heard sung by the throats of men whetted with liquor in the old west of Manhattan saloon in our family.


 “Who are the Mets playing today?” asked I.


“The Astros.”


“Houston Astros?”


He nodded in smile at me, tapped the top of my hand on my knee. “Jose Cruz is on the Astros. I like his stance.”


“Really? How so?”


“Uh, he just has a, uh, it looks cool.”




“Yeah, like it’s a fluid motion.”


“A fluid motion? That’s a wonderful way of explaining it.”


“Yeah, it’s just a fluid way of swinging. Like he has an artistic way of swinging and I can imagine him hitting the ball square while, um, before he has even swung yet. Do you know what I mean?”


“I do, I do. Much better now, I understand.”


The lights flick on and off and we speed through the click of the black tunnels as he smiles from above. His dear hands and the touch which became so familiar to me, I couldn’t see then, but was the touch of a poet who’d never once been named so. He’d not written much words in his long years and his work was that of hearing the spirits sway in his mind like the Latin prayers of his own youth, sweeping in Mass along the echo of another era long since left. 


Eamon Loingsigh

Eamon Loingsigh

I have a picture of him when he was yet a young soul. It’s dated 1919.


My grandfather on the right with his eldest sister’s hands on his shoulder.


I look upon it now and remember that train ride in 1979, when I was that age. “Haven’t you ever seen Jose Cruz play before?” I asked.


“I suppose I have, but never quite saw him as I do now.”


It was an afternoon game, warm on the skin. We sat in the sun and I looked over the expanse of the place and with the smell of the wind and the green of the grass on my nose, my mind was set on a pace. The grass now so welcome a smell with the clickety-clack of rust out of the way, yet the Met fans did not see it in such a way. 


“Ya bum!”


“Ya’re a friggin’ louse! Go back to da minors!”


And when Jose Cruz hit a long shot that swooped across my eyes in the sky, headed down with a reaching carry, I stood up with the rest of the crowd but for another reason. I was taken by the swing of him while the color of the blue and white uniforms, the yellow and orange uniforms, the green of the grass, the colorado of the infield left the place, overcome with a whooshing, resounding “BOOOOO!”


Darkening my thoughts, he stood by me and looked down, seeing too the color of my face leaving it. The sadness of the whole world rising in the chant of disgust and blasting down into me like a wave smacking my eyes and face.


“What a beautiful swing!” he yelled in my ears above the mad crowd. 


I kept my mouth closed and looked up at him with the smile of a child once understood. He who was a lifelong Brooklyn Dodgers fan turned New York Mets fan found my little thoughts truer than any loyalty to his team.


Seamus Heaney

Seamus Heaney

I had never heard him raise his voice before. And I never heard him raise his voice again. The only time worth doing so, was then, I suppose.


“In the gloom you cannot trace a wrinkle on their beeswax brow,” he said, after the crowd laid down their insults and we all sat back in our stadium pews.


I listened, then looked away. A few pitches later when the urgency of the words left us, I asked what he meant by them.


He smiled, “Could mean anything. That’s the beauty of poetry and of religion. It means what you make of it.”


“Can you say it again, I don’t remember it perfectly.”


“In the gloom you cannot trace a wrinkle on their beeswax brow.” “Who is ‘they’?”


“Poor women in a city church.”




“You can think about it long, but it only means what you make of it.”


The distant thud of ball in catcher’s mitt fell far away. The anger of the crowd too, many years away. Here I sit writing as I may of the death of a great poet that in my childhood found a way to open my thoughts to the many, many things they can possibly convey.


“What is the name of that person who wrote that?” I asked my grandfather.


He smiled and looked down at me again, tapping his familiar hand on the top of my own, “Seamus Heaney.”




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Artists Without Walls is thrilled to have so many talented artists on stage every month. But some equally talented folks, while not as visible, have been an integral part of AWoW’s success and growth.


We’d like to take this opportunity to thank a number of them. 


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Top Row, left to right: Mitch Traphagen, Joe McElligott and Marty Plevel

Middle Row, left to right: Vera Hoar, Cat Dwyer and Tom Myles

Bottom Row, left to right: Paul Bevan, Lynnell Herzer and Mary Ann Pierce


Mark Donnelly

Mark Donnelly

It was another splendid evening of performances at Artists Without Walls’ Showcase at The Cell Theatre this past Tuesday. Mark Donnelly got the evening started with the opening monologue from his new play No Dead End (still a work-in-progress). A terrific performance, plus cool props — black-and-white posters of Humphrey Bogart, James Cagney, Spencer Tracy and the Dead End Kids in the background.



Honor Finnegan and Aviv Roth

Honor Finnegan and Aviv Roth

Honor Finnegan roused the crowd with her humorous lyrics and powerful voice. She sang a new song, “Fortune Cookie”, on which she played the ukulele; Aviv Roth joined her on guitar for Christine Lavin’s hilarious “Air Conditioner Song”, followed by Honor’s rousing blues, “Internet Junkie”. At the break, Honor was seen enjoying salted peanuts at the bar. Channeling Dizzy Gillespie for a future tune, Honor? “Salt peanuts. Salt peanuts!”



Renata Hinrichs

Renata Hinrichs

Cannes Film Festival and Obie award winning actress Renata Hinrichs gave an engaging and riveting performance of a section from her solo show, Random Acts.  The play brings humor and pathos to a time in our history we shouldn’t soon forget.  Tickets are now on sale for her second show, October 18th at 6pm, in the United Solo Festival  Link to tickets:



Warren and Gibson Malone

Warren and Gibson Malone

Warren Malone, a New York based singer/songwriter who is originally from Manchester England, was joined by his eleven-year old son Gibson for a rousing set. They began with a Jerry Lee Lewis tune, “Whole Lotta Shakin’ Goin’ On,” with Gibson on the piano, pumping out a driving boogie pattern with his left hand while his right added some flashy ornamentation. They followed with Warren’s poignant song about his father, “Whole Life Blues,” and concluded with another great flashback, Fats Domino’s “Blueberry Hill.” A sensational performance by this very talented father and son duo.  



Nicholas Garr

Nicholas Garr

Nicholas Garr opened the second half of the Showcase by giving a wonderfully moving and hysterically funny performance from his solo theatre piece Paper Tigers, which explores our shared issues of love, sex, ambition, and self image in a world where things are often not as they appear. And the lobster outfit was incredible!



Martin Kleinman

Martin Kleinman

Marty Kleinman, the popular New York storyteller, read an excerpt from his new short fiction collection, Home Front.  Careening between heartbreak and hilarity, Marty’s tale took us on a white-knuckle joyride through the convulsing Bronx landscape of the late 1970s.   Through his spot-on dialogue of ne’er-do-well characters, and keen observations of life during New York’s nadir, we were reminded that there were darn good reasons why “Fun City” apartments could be had so cheaply back then.



"Mrs" Simring

“Mrs” Simring

Last night, Steve Simring’s mother returned from the grave to tell a sympathetic audience about her less than successful marriage.  She rarely made mistakes, she said, but she screwed up royally when she married Simon. At last, according to her, she found vindication and understanding in a group of lovely, caring people at the Cell.  She’s happy to report that today she is resting peacefully. Perhaps she’s recovering from expending so much breath in the final moments of her act. You had to be there!



All in all, a great evening, bringing AWoW’s Summer Showcase Series to a close. The next Artists Without Walls’ Showcase will be at The Cell Theatre on Tuesday, September 23rd, 7pm, 338 W23rd St. 



Photos by Mitch Traphagen



For more information on Artists Without Walls contact info@artistswithoutwalls. com  






Mitch Traphagen’s photographs from Tuesday’s Artists Without Walls’ Showcase at The Cell. The names of the photographed appear above the photo. 


Mark Donnelly

AWOW Showcase August 26, 2014


Honor Finnegan

AWOW Showcase August 26, 2014

Renata Hinrichs

AWOW Showcase August 26, 2014

Warren and Gibson Malone

AWOW Showcase August 26, 2014

Nicholas Garr

AWOW Showcase August 26, 2014

Martin Kleinman


“Mrs” Simring

AWOW Showcase August 26, 2014

Niamh Hyland

AWOW Showcase August 26, 2014

Charles R. Hale

AWOW Showcase August 26, 2014

The Evening’s “Cast of Characters”