kristan – PICA http://urbanhonking.com/pica Thu, 21 Mar 2013 19:24:54 +0000 en-US hourly 1 TBA 2008 Closing Night http://urbanhonking.com/pica/2008/09/15/tba_2008_closing_night/ http://urbanhonking.com/pica/2008/09/15/tba_2008_closing_night/#comments Mon, 15 Sep 2008 10:50:59 +0000 http://urbanhonking.com/pica/2008/09/15/tba_2008_closing_night/ Continue reading ]]> Last night was the closing ceremony of this years TBA 2008. For all the weary festival goers and staff who have been on this two week time-based marathon, it was a great way to close out the festival, as well as Mark Russell’s three year stewardship as PICA’s guest artistic director.
First on the bill were art-rock duo Brother and Sister. Having recently finished their city-wide scavenger hunt that involved tattoos, donuts, and lots of body paint, their raucous set featured them half dressed in furs and faux war paint, and as they rocked various members of their wonderfully strange tribe drew a psychedelic mural behind them.
Guest MC’ing that evening was Mike Daisey, who reminisced about his time at the festival in his unique monologue style. Topics included his surprise at the lack of suicide-inducing rain clouds, his marvel at the amount of beer in this town, his marvel at the amount of beer consumed by the TBA festival crew, and speculation that incoming guest artistic director Cathy Edwards has multiple kidneys harvested from her enemies. Did I mention he was in a cape?
As Daisey went on to explain, an adoring fan was so inspired by his show and subsequent conversation they had at the Works that he made him a shimmery purple cape. For Daisey, it was an example of how special the TBA festival is and how much heart there is in it’s community.
The heart of the festival was on it’s sleeve for the rest of the evening, continuing on with the Flash choir and their charming arrangement of TBA inspired songs. There was nothing flashy or arty in their presentation, or any other such word you might correlate to cutting edge contemporary performance. But it didn’t need to be because it was honest, interesting, and ultimately about the people singing.
All this connected very deeply to me and the whole TBA experience. That underneath all the diverse art forms, ideas, and voices presented is a great deal of humanity and generosity. And that even when challenging or offending, it is ultimately about connecting people and all our scattered bits of humanity in a way that only live performance can.
Reggie Watts also guest MC’d with a few songs dedicated to Mark Russell. As he laid down beats and masterfully transformed his voice, he humorously rapped about PDX as compared to NYC, and the dance move that is sure to sweep the performing arts world, “The Russell Hussle.” What Watts can do with just his voice and a loop pedal is phenomenal and once again proves that in the end it is about the people, about the artists, and their unique talents for storytelling.
But the true highlight of the whole evening was when Mark Russell himself took the stage and, with the help of the Flash Choir, delivered an emotional song of thanks, hello, and good-bye to the festival. His words about the festival were passionate and heartfelt, and judging by the tears in the eyes of staff members as they joined him on stage, he will miss and will be missed.
So, congratulations to all who made this festival possible and here’s to the closing of one more chapter of TBA and the wonderful start of another!
– Chi-wang Yang

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Tiago Guedes – Materiais Diversos (Various Materials) http://urbanhonking.com/pica/2008/09/11/tiago_guedes_materiais_diverso_1/ http://urbanhonking.com/pica/2008/09/11/tiago_guedes_materiais_diverso_1/#respond Thu, 11 Sep 2008 11:03:07 +0000 http://urbanhonking.com/pica/2008/09/11/tiago_guedes_materiais_diverso_1/ Materiais Diversos downtown at the Portland Center for Performing Arts. When Guedes first walks onto the blank stage he appears to be a perfectly normal fellow. Clean haircut, baby blue t-shirt, khakis, and Converse sneakers. But as soon as he begins you know that everything for the next hour will be anything but obvious. Continue reading ]]> Last night was the last of three performances of Tiago Guedes’ Materiais Diversos downtown at the Portland Center for Performing Arts. When Guedes first walks onto the blank stage he appears to be a perfectly normal fellow. Clean haircut, baby blue t-shirt, khakis, and Converse sneakers. But as soon as he begins you know that everything for the next hour will be anything but obvious.
It starts with him performing a sequence of abstract movements and gestures. It’s totally silent, except for the sounds of his shoes and body contacting the floor as he moves and slides from place to place. He touches the ground with his finger tips. He walks in a line. He lies on the ground. His demeanor is neutral and there is no decipherable meaning or consequence to his actions. Yet it is completely captivating.
He executes everything with such odd specificity and care that one can’t help but be curious as to what this whole personal ritual means. Although he starts in this non-referential or representational mode, there are several moments of unexpected humor where Guedes’ skill as a physical comedian are revealed. It’s hard to describe why if you haven’t seen it, but he had us laughing by how he puffed up his chest, or bashfully turned his back to the audience.
It reminded me of an adage I heard during my training in the theater that, for an audience to be engaged, they don’t necessarily need to know why you’re doing something or what it means just as long as it’s done with great specificity and importance. Meaning can come later.
This was certainly true for Materiais Diversos. In the second half of the piece he starts to work with the various materials alluded to in the title. Like his gestures and movements before, nothing too fancy was involved here. Tape, paper, plastic bags. And yet by the end he’s playfully created (and demolished) a miniature world before our eyes.
One of my favorite things about this piece was how surprisingly full and satisfying it was while not relying upon pre-ordained modes of storytelling. By pre-ordained I mean when meaning between artist and audience is communicated via set expectations of form, content, genre, technique, etc. (I use story pretty liberally here. To me anything that is an experience with intent could be considered a story.)
Stripped of a common language from the start, the performance of the piece is the building of that shared language with the audience. And the delight and pleasure comes from the actual moments of humor and understanding that are earned.
In the end, the genius of Guedes’ work is that the “various materials” he is an artist of is the normal “stuff” around us. He uses commonplace objects like tape, string, and newspaper in the show. But the material he uses the most successfully is simply his body in space. And that too (sans a few moments of theatrical lighting and sound) are used without embellishment. But when executed with great imagination and focus, these materials are proven to be capable of revelation.
It’s hard to pin down what kind of show Materiais Diversos is. It’s something like theater, a bit like dance, related to performance art, and stands as visual art. In the end it’s all of these and none of them. But what it certainly is, is an intriguing and delightful hour of performance and a testament to the vitality of PICA’s festival of time-based art.
Links of interest:
http://pica.org/festival_detail_new.aspx?eventid=345
http://www.tiagoguedes.com
– Chi-wang Yang

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Tim Crouch Workshop: No Audience, No Echo http://urbanhonking.com/pica/2008/09/06/tim_crouch_no_audience_no_echo/ http://urbanhonking.com/pica/2008/09/06/tim_crouch_no_audience_no_echo/#respond Sat, 06 Sep 2008 19:51:51 +0000 http://urbanhonking.com/pica/2008/09/06/tim_crouch_no_audience_no_echo/ Continue reading ]]> “I’m gonna talk a bit, then we’ll do some stuff, then I’ll talk a bit more. That’s usually how this goes, that’s all I know.”
With a laugh, and the smile that would become a familiar sight in the next three hours, Tim Crouch’s workshop began.


Soon we introduced ourselves–here was a producer from the Oregon Shakespeare Festival, there a Jersey actor/dancer/performer, and over there, a Tucson non-profit worker that Crouch would jokingly acknowledge was a “real person, then.”
This last comment set the tone of playfulness and levity that marked the entire workshop. Throughout, Crouch showed a deep caring for others, embodied in his belief in creation with “real people,” a belief that actors needn’t pander to an audience with psychological realism. Instead, Crouch explained his belief that that tautology–the act of saying something on stage while also showing it–“reduces the audience” in a way that insults, rather than collaborates, with them.
The middle part of the workshop included an exercise in audience/performer interaction. With all of the participants sitting in chairs, Crouch simply set up one person as a “play,” while the rest of us were set up as the audience. We were encouraged to move our chairs and become part of the “play” whenever we liked. Of course, this meant that the line between performer and viewer quickly become blurred; tellingly, I found that once I became part of the play, I felt the same butterflies I once experienced in my own performance art past.
The bulk of this workshop was essentially Crouch explaining a few of his works, including An Oak Tree (in which one of the play’s two actors has never read or seen the play before the night of the performance) and My Arm (a show about a boy who put his arm above his head and kept it there). In his playful explanation of these shows, Crouch outlined a belief in theater that lets the audience imagine the story rather than displaying it–or, as my girlfriend put it, theater that “is more a book than a film.”
To Crouch, the magic in theater is when you can remove the actor from acting in order to liberate the audience. What a wonderful way to sum up that charmed segment of the theatrical world that breaks the fourth wall, that acknowledges, “hey, I am me, you are in the audience, and we are creating something here together.”
It reminds me, as most things do, of a song. This time, the lyrics are Wilco’s:
“Half of it’s you/half is me.” –Wilco, “Muzzle of Bees”
Posted By: Jim Withington
Tim Crouch’s ENGLAND, performed by Tim Crouch and Hannah Ringham, plays nightly at 6:30pm from Saturday, September 6th through Thursday September 11th, at the Elizabeth Leach Gallery. Reservations are required.

Related:
news from nowhere, producers of Crouch’s work
Text from An Oak Tree, 1973, by Michael- Craig-Martin, a piece that has informed a lot of Crouch’s work

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this landmark is your landmark, this landmark is my landmark, this landmark was made for you and me http://urbanhonking.com/pica/2005/08/24/this_landmark_is_your_landmark/ http://urbanhonking.com/pica/2005/08/24/this_landmark_is_your_landmark/#respond Wed, 24 Aug 2005 18:40:43 +0000 http://urbanhonking.com/pica/2005/08/24/this_landmark_is_your_landmark/ Continue reading ]]> Posted by Laura Becker 6.19.2005
i have had a lot on my mind lately, increasingly, in fact since the last time we all posted on this blog. i feel like it’s sort of been one long down hill since last september – the election, the tsunami, the continuing quagmire that is our foreign policy, the terri schiavo rouse to disregard separation of church and state, the increasing attacks on same-sex couples, non-believers, independent thinkers, medical marijuana users, and in general everyone who still believes that our personal freedom and choice is a given. i’ve felt mad, i’ve felt lost, and i’ve even felt radical, and mostly i’ve just tried to remember how lucky i am to be in portland and surrounded by friendly free thinkers like me. all of this is getting to a pica-relevant point.
this past weekend’s opening festivities for LANDMARK and kick-off of the TBA anticipation season had a simultaneously calming and jostling effect on me. the calming came in the form of expression. this city has a lot of art to offer, and maybe i just don’t get to as much as i should, but i can’t remember ever feeling so embraced by work that was vaguely unsettling but just plain pretty at the same time. every piece evoked such beauty and balance (even when it was being spewed) and i felt lucky to be in its company. it felt like a family reunion, every piece knowing just how to communicate with you in a way strangers don’t, knowing just how to make you feel at home. from mike slack’s polaroids to hans weigand’s tapestry, each work spoke my language, or at least the language i want to speak. a language without reservation, without injury, without shame, with confidence, with revelation, and with insight. a language that to me feels threatened and that i no longer feel like we can take for granted. this was my jostling, my activation, my surge.
part of this motivation in me is inspired by my thoughts about kristy edmunds, as we approach the eve of her departure. i wasn’t here when PICA began, but in my head i imagine that she got this language started or at least engaged here and that she put the vocabulary in place, and at that time, i doubt she could ever have imagined correctly what her life would be like personally and professionally 10 years later. i know that melbourne’s gain doesn’t mean our loss in terms of PICA and the impact it’s had for our arts community in these last years, but to me it is a warning. while this nation’s open door and open mind policy seems to be closing at the speed of light, melbourne seems to offer kristy, her family, and her career an easier and more universal acceptance.
this landmark is not just about pieces on a wall or projections on a screen. kristy and PICA and portland itself have been the architects of this, but their design is not set in stone. what we build from now on and how we preserve what we’ve built and keep it from being bulldozed is the landscape we must protect. for now, let’s celebrate these last 10 years and anticipate the approaching 10 days, and let’s not take one minute of it for granted.

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WHAT A DECADE LOOKS LIKE. http://urbanhonking.com/pica/2005/07/01/what_a_decade_looks_like/ http://urbanhonking.com/pica/2005/07/01/what_a_decade_looks_like/#comments Fri, 01 Jul 2005 16:57:08 +0000 http://urbanhonking.com/pica/2005/07/01/what_a_decade_looks_like/ Continue reading ]]> PICA is about the activity generated by a community using its energy.
And so is this place- or this space that i am in right now. The PICA blog has existed for the past two years – mainly as a running record of the artists, performances and happenings during our Time-Based Art Festival. This year thanks to the wonders of Urban Honking we will move the blog over and out into a better brighter place. Pretty soon we will have over 20 artists and writers and photographers documenting the Festival but right now…
PICA is ten years old. We have a show up – like a timeline of sorts. It’s called LANDMARK.
Landmark is about the work generated by artists that have lived within, hobered above, existed in-between, landed on top of, catapulted out from, and left their mark on PICA and Portland. It is a look forward and back. It is the sum of parts, It is a history animated and static. It is a chronology of support and collaboration. It is about promoting the ideas and intensity of artists for over a decade.
The Landmark exhibition is open to the public W-S 12-6pm, it is 450 feet of wall and work on the third floor of a still delightfully raw warehouse space on 13th and Flanders. It is on the third floor.
The exhibition is FREE to members and a suggested donation of 2 bucks for everyone else. WE WILL NOT TURN ANYONE AWAY. So if you want to see the art. Then come visit us.
Every Saturday at 2pm Brad Adkins takes you and a can of paint for a walk, this cover version of the infamous Francis Alys performance is a long yellow streak down the spine of the pearl (and beyond)
LANDMARK is open until July 16th.

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