October 3, 2018 · Speculation
I don’t belong here. That’s the first thing I need to understand. This isn’t my world. These aren’t my people. I’m a tourist with a golden ticket, a voyeur granted temporary access to a place most people never see, never even know exists. And I should be grateful for it. It’s three hours before curtain […]
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October 2, 2018 · Industries
We’re not our skin of grime, we’re not our dread bleak dusty imageless locomotive, we’re all beautiful golden sunflowers inside, we’re blessed by our own seed & hairy naked accomplishment — bodies growing into mad black formal sunflowers in the sunset, spied on by our eyes under the shadow of the mad locomotive riverbank sunset […]
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September 30, 2018 · Cinematics
This city used to be where you could fuck around and find out. Not in some precious way, but in the way that actually meant something, where a choreographer could look at a quartet that’s been demolishing the boundaries of what four strings can do for decades and say, “Yeah, let’s see what happens when […]
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September 27, 2018 · Speculation
The sacred sense of beyond, of timelessness, of a world which had an eternal value and the substance of which was divine had been given back to me today by this friend of mine who taught me dancing. Hermann Hesse This isn’t about pretty. This was never about pretty. What I caught here, what I […]
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September 22, 2018 · Engineering
After all, if you do not resist the apparently inevitable, you will never know how inevitable the inevitable was. Terry Eagleton, Why Marx Was Right Tim Cook showed up to bless the product launch at the Apple Store in Palo Alto like some corporate pontiff, anointing the faithful who’d lined up to hand over a […]
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September 21, 2018 · Industries
That is what the title of artist means: one who perceives more than his fellows, and who records more than he has seen. Edward Gordon Craig What the hell are we supposed to do with theater documentation anyway? It’s the corpse of the thing, the empty bottle, the setlist scrawled on a napkin after the […]
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September 12, 2018 · Industries
Cunamacué rehearsing their “Son De Los Diablos.” A performance inspired by the Afro-Peruvian dance Son de los Diablos to activate public spaces and reclaim ancestral practices of ceremony and ritual. Created by Carmen Roman and Pierr Padilla Vasquez The performance traveled to various sites in Oakland’s Fruitvale neighborhood with the route beginning at 35th Ave […]
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