Category Archives: Art

Human Rorchach or Psychotic breakdown? -Posted by P.A. Coleman I was wholly unprepared for the visceral brain warp of tEEth’s, Normal and Happy. Over the course of the 70-minute performance, my mental state progressed from calm complacency to wide-eyed distress. … Continue reading →

… yet so freakin’ funny. “Sell Out,” Andrew Dickson’s comedic and personal justification for being a sell out in a world in which artists cannot get paid, albeit self-aware and self deprecating, all in all was lacking in depth of … Continue reading →

It’s too late to write this, but you really should see Map Me. The performance could be stated as two acts filled with individual scenes. The first act is a variety of movie projections incorporating the two performers as screens. … Continue reading →

There is a dilemma at the core of The BE(A)ST of Taylor Mac that any self-aware snob has had to contend with before: what to do when the subculture moves to the mainstream, or rather, when an act from the … Continue reading →

Do you want to make more money? Sure, we all do, right? Would you be willing to cross-dress as an English grandmother to shill coffee for Starbucks to do it? Andrew Dickson did. And he wants to show you how … Continue reading →

It was time for me to move on. My brain wonders how it can cram more art into just one sultry Sunday and I want to run from talking and dancing and acting and writing. And I, damn fool that … Continue reading →

You probably know that TBA is being podcast (if you read page 144 of the booklet) but you may not know where to find the goods. Well, here is your link: http://radio.tablesturned.com/rss-raw/P/PI/PICA/46.xml I’m listening to the Portland Cello Project performance … Continue reading →

T:BA:07 Day Six – Tuesday, 11 September 2007 Tuesday was a pretty mellow day. This is good, my mind and body needed some rest and relaxation. 11:30a Kassys Workshop, PNCA 12:30p Shaking the Columns, PNCA 6:00p Roberta Uno Lecture, W+K … Continue reading →

Posted by Meg Peterson Perched in a nearly full house at Lincoln Hall for Kassys’ KOMMER, I was thinking of my mother. She lives in Helena, Montana, where she works in State Government Social Services, tends to three schnauzers, organizes … Continue reading →

So I’m a preschool teacher, among other things, and I jumped right on this Tiny TBA thing. I don’t have any children of my own, and my kid date fell through, so I went it alone, without the benefit of … Continue reading →