Heterogeneous Spectacles(Jamie Lyons News) ❖ Jamie Lyons

January 10, 2025 · Collusion

On Necessary Abandonment

I left a six month old baby at home to chase this thing. Let that sit in your chest for a minute. I walked away from someone who doesn’t understand time yet, who won’t remember my absence but felt it in their bones anyway, to go stand on a volcano half a world away with […]

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December 3, 2024 · FalseArt

The Ordered Chaos of Francis Bacon

Francis Bacon painted the shit we’re all too chickenshit to admit we feel at 3 AM when the numbness wears off. Those screaming popes aren’t about religion or some art history circle jerk (and yes, I’m aware I’m about to do some art history about Bacon, but it’s a different kind of art history, the […]

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November 21, 2024 · Adventure

First Sail

Charlie’s first time on a sailboat. Monterey Bay at sunset. Three years old and already braver than his old man. Here’s something to know when you take your kid out on the water for the first time: you’re terrified. Not of the ocean, I know the ocean, respect it, understand that it doesn’t give a […]

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November 19, 2024 · FalseArt

São Paulo, 1969: How to Demolish a Theater and Build a Cathedral

Ruth Escobar looked at a perfectly good theater in São Paulo in 1969 and said, essentially, “fuck this”, then proceeded to destroy it. Not metaphorically. Literally excavated the stage five meters down, erected a cylinder clear up to the fly loft, 20 meters of vertical madness, 86 tons of iron, elevators, cranes, suspended cages, gynecological […]

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November 1, 2024 · Industries

Carnival of the Animals, Stanford Live

Marc Bamuthi Joseph is spitting poetry, and Wendy Whelan is doing things with her body that make you question every lazy decision you’ve ever made. Saint-Saëns’ Carnival of the Animals. Because when everything’s burning down, when the whole damn country is doom-scrolling itself into oblivion, when families aren’t talking and everyone’s pre-unfriending half their social […]

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October 4, 2024 · FalseArt

The Body Remembers What the Church Forgot

Here’s what happened when the Duke walked into God’s house with a swing band and told the congregation to get off their knees: September 1965, Grace Cathedral, and Duke Ellington’s bringing the whole damn orchestra into this Gothic pile of stone and righteousness like he’s staging a raid on heaven itself. Not asking permission. Not […]

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September 3, 2024 · FalseArt

Against Closure: The Collision, Not the Cleanup

Here’s the thing about rehearsals that nobody wants to admit: they’re not more truthful because they’re purer. They’re more truthful because the lie hasn’t settled yet, hasn’t hardened into the kind of official story you can sell tickets to. A rehearsal is where readings collide, actors, designers, text, space, institution, like cars entering an intersection […]

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