Robinson replies to an essayist who claims that today's theater is the representative art of the current age. Robinson argues that theater lives and dies with the actor; that a play can vary from performance to performance, and thus cannot be compared to a purer form of art such as sculpture or architecture.
An electronic version of this text was previously available in CONTENTdm and has been migrated to Lehigh University's Digital Collections. Reconstruction of direct links to individual articles is in progress. In the meantime, browse issues of the Saturday Press in the Vault at Pfaff's Digital Collection. Page images of The New York Saturday Press were scanned from microfilm owned by Emory University, which was made from original copies held by the Historical Society of Pennsylvania.
27 Memorial Drive West, Bethlehem, PA 18015