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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September 4, 2018 · Speculation
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 Saturday, September 8th, at 2pm The performance travels to different sites in the Fruitvale neighborhood with the […]
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August 28, 2018 · Speculation
Sutro Baths broken concrete pools don’t give a shit about me or my romanticized notion of Victorian grandeur. They just are, salt-scarred, graffitied, filled with seawater and broken glass and the honest stink of kelp and bird shit rotting in the sun. And that’s exactly why Sophocles Phaedra belongs here. Sophocles understood something we keep […]
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August 16, 2018 · Resistance
An America that asks what it owes its most vulnerable citizens is improved and humane. An America that looks away is ignoring not just the sins of the past but the sins of the present and the certain sins of the future. Ta-Nehisi Coates, We Were Eight Years In Power: An American Tragedy, 2017 BUILD […]
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August 15, 2018 · Cinematics
The aim of every artist is to arrest motion, which is life, by artificial means and hold it fixed so that a hundred years later, when a stranger looks at it, it moves again since it is life. Since man is mortal, the only immortality possible for him is to leave something behind him that […]
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August 3, 2018 · Industries
So here’s the thing about these images: they’re documentation masquerading as art, or maybe art pretending to be documentation, that beautiful, fucked-up place where nobody’s quite sure what they’re looking at anymore. Rush Rehm’s doing Euripides like it still matters, like these 2,400-year-old words about women destroyed by war and men destroyed by their own […]
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