It’s a Friday in April, 33 AD; two Roman soldiers, Appius and Septimus, have just been given the easiest job ever–keep guard over some dead guy in a tomb for the weekend. But mysterious things keep happening: people’s chopped-off-ears are getting magically healed, there’s a giant earthquake, and suddenly the body is missing. Appius and Septimus face a weekend full of corpses, teenage apostles, murder plots, resurrections, and the puzzling question of what a miracle really looks like. Balancing humor, explorations of faith, and self-discovery, The Tomb narrates a series of unfortunate events set in a charmingly relatable Roman Empire.

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The Tomb was a beloved hot mess, to say the least. Suffering from a lack of a crew or cast members, most of the people involved in this production were playing double duty in order to make the play happen, including me. This is the only play that I costumed using completely hand-constructed pieces. With a note from the director to create "bad Halloween costumes" and some bedsheets from Wal-Mart, I was able to find the perfect mix of silly and aesthetically pleasing, with our female Jesus decked out in a purple bathrobe and pipe-cleaner crown of thorns. Written by a self-aware Catholic student and performed on Easter weekend, this satire is still one of my favorite plays that I have ever worked on. It represents a love for creating and performing without any expectations for an audience or applause, and the friendships made along the way.

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Performed April 14-16, 2022.