Monthly Archives: September 2005

I want to start this blog by saying that Faustin is the only show I’ve seen a mass-exodus from, and it was rude and unfair to the performer. People who plan to bail 10 minutes in should not sit in … Continue reading →

photo credit: serenadavidson.com First and foremost: The theatre is impossible to find. The directions on mapquest were not helpful, and PICA simply said “see mapquest.” It would have been great to know that it is next door to OMSI on … Continue reading →

posted by Laura Moulton We won’t be dancing today, Cardona said when he entered the studio at the Oregon Ballet Theatre. “If you want to dance, dance your ass off at the Works tonight.” Instead, Cardona focused on principles of … Continue reading →

I found that for myself the world that Wally build was representative of a city I left ten years ago and the one I live in now, a maze, an architectural wonderland, a lonely field, a crowded space. It was this city that the dancers carefully moved through, watched surround and confound them eventually surviving its destruction – either from psychic forces or physical force, and contributed to its new beginning one beam at a time.
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posted by laura becker so…you know that samuel beckett play, where the audience doesn’t know what happened but all the characters are wandering around in a post-apocalyptic world and one or more of them are compulsively and dutifully repeating some … Continue reading →

posted by Rob McMahon Allen Johnson – photo credit: serenadavidson.com According to the Audubon Society, this year’s swift turnout is significantly higher than the last few. Their rough estimates place the number at about eight or nine thousand. Personally, I … Continue reading →

Posted by Annie Robb Photo by Patrick Sullivan You probably know by now, she did not appear on stage in person, but rather on screen. When I heard people talking about it quite literally around the water cooler this morning, … Continue reading →

Vladmaster: Actaeon at Home The Works, Saturday evening last –posted by Lisa Radon photo credit: serenadavidson.com The couple hundred audience members at The Works who were lucky enough to get their hands on Viewmasters distributed by the antlered attendants were … Continue reading →

posted by Kirsten Collins I wanted so badly for Everywhere to be good. For it to be refreshing in its simple and precise utterance of the “rhythms of modern life.” The stage was set with rows and rows of carefully … Continue reading →

by mel favara The class was supposed to have maxed out at twelve participants, but another dozen students ringed the room, disappointed in their hopes to get in on standby. Faustin Linyekula gestured the unlucky to their feet, “this doesn’t … Continue reading →