Monthly Archives: September 2006

And Living in a Giant Clock Anna Simon I first became acquainted with Laurie Anderson after someone played “Weird Science” for me a few years ago. I think of her, along with Yoko Ono, as one of the performance greats, … Continue reading →

Dear blog, I’ve been a bad, bad blogger. Over the course of the last five days, I’ve accumulated 1.25 moleskin books worth of notes, and I haven’t sat down to write it them out for you. The thing is, I’ve … Continue reading →

If I had gained nothing else from this show besides the passage from Phaedrus about the metaphorical growing of love-wings irritating like the cutting of teeth, I would still be thrilled. That, however, was just the beginning. A friend of … Continue reading →

Upon walking into this room, as I was still turning from screen to screen in that dizzying moment of dislocation, I was immediately struck by the sturdiness of these women’s bodies. That sturdiness seems to me to be the essential … Continue reading →

When I come across a barren snow-covered landscape, I want to walk away. Something in me says there is nothing in this aesthetic or content for you, so escape now. I nonetheless sat down on the little bench and stayed … Continue reading →

Neal Medlyn is totally nice—which is not exactly what I expected. My first impression from his 9.10 show describes him as “Steve Carell in the 40 Year Old Virgin meets Marilyn Manson. ” I first saw him at the Works … Continue reading →

TBA in a Nutshell: Kick-off Noontime Chat 9/8/06 At this first noontime chat, Mark Russell, Artistic Director of the TBA Festival, and Kristan Kennedy, PICA’s Visual Arts Program Director, led an informal but informing discussion about what will make TBA … Continue reading →

Universes at the Works I could not disagree more with the anonymous blogger who called Universes “best in show”. I was going to post this as a comment, but I felt like it needed full play. And somebody has to … Continue reading →

Mark Russell said something at his public chat yesterday about the nature of performance, about the power of the live event to reverberate in your consciousness for years after. I don’t want to sound overwrought, but I was there last … Continue reading →

secrets collected form the Works 9.11.06 I’m falling in love with Holcombe Waller. I secretly want more cowbell. I hit a car on my way here. If he asked me to marry him, I would. I left my husband for … Continue reading →