Monthly Archives: September 2006

I have to admit – I didnt know how the phenomenon that is Kiki and Herb could inspire me. It wasnt that I questioned whether there was talent to witness or good times to be had – but somehow, quietly … Continue reading →

I love it when an artist’s ideas stick with you long after you’ve seen a piece. Sometime later, whether a week or a year has passed, those ideas can flood back to you in a rush of connections that your … Continue reading →

During the interlude between Sissyboy and Caught in Candy, I tried to make new friends because few of my PICA friends were present, and this was a new crowd which I wanted to engage in. I asked the guy next … Continue reading →

Sissyboy at The Works let the crowd know that tonight would be a wild ride—this night, we were told, was “a gender terrorist revolution.” The opening video was a hilarious montage of five or so Sissyboys, dressed in wigs, miniskirts, … Continue reading →

STAN’S CAFE Mountains of rice. Of All the People in the World. What will become of this rice? Will PICA eat it? Will PICA throw it away? Can it be recycled? Can it be reused? Over 5 tons of leftover … Continue reading →

Dear David, I wanted to reflect back to you a few snippets from your opening night performance. Sometimes I heard more than I could jot down (including the entire section about the mighty Columbia!), but this is most of what … Continue reading →

On a sparsely set stage, five readers share Spalding Grey’s stories from notebooks. I’d never heard a word of Grey’s work before. Maybe that’s why I didn’t expect the Spalding Grey Project to be so funny. I also didn’t expect … Continue reading →

Sitting in the Whitsell Auditorium this evening, I was given a moment to reflect. The film on the screen was Laurie Anderson, whom I love dearly, but I was not thinking about Laurie so much specifically; rather I was thinking … Continue reading →

Looking too long until looking too long becomes looking again. It started with a film made from old footage of small children facing a camera with their black and white collars and curls shifting in the gusts of wind. They … Continue reading →

If the workshop had gone on any longer it would have turned into a full-blown dance party. Divided into three groups of six, each person created a “move”, not necessarily a dance move but some kind of movement or gesture … Continue reading →