October 8, 2015 · Engineering
I’m going to tell you about something that happened on a Saturday afternoon in October, and you’re going to think it’s either the most pretentious thing you’ve ever heard or you’re going to get it immediately. There’s no middle ground here. That’s just how it is. 2:45 p.m., October 3rd, 2015. The hold of the […]
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October 4, 2015 · Collusion
He who opens a school door, closes a prison. Victor Hugo Art that actually fucking means something: it doesn’t happen in galleries with wine and cheese and people pretending to understand what “liminal space” means. It happens in a bookstore that’s half-collapsed into its own beautiful chaos, where the shelves lean like drunks and the […]
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October 3, 2015 · FalseArt
Nobody wants to cop to this, but here’s the raw nerve: when you’re watching someone up there, flayed down to what the program notes call their “truth,” you’re not getting some uncut vérité feed. You’re getting a setup. A con job so clean you mistake it for catharsis. Not some fever dream, not wish fulfillment, […]
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September 23, 2015 · FalseArt
Here’s the thing about Glass hauling Disney’s corpse onto the stage at Teatro Real, it’s got that particular American genius for taking something everybody thinks they understand and then shoving it into the meat grinder until nobody’s quite sure what they’re looking at anymore. The Madrid premiere went up in January 2013, and you’ve got […]
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September 9, 2015 · Engineering
Two households, both alike in dignity, In fair Verona, where we lay our scene, From ancient grudge break to new mutiny, Where civil blood makes civil hands unclean. From forth the fatal loins of these two foes, A pair of star-cross’d lovers take their life; Whose misadventured piteous overthrows, Doth with their death bury their […]
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September 2, 2015 · Speculation
Architecture is inhabited sculpture. Constantin Brancusi So here we are, in the courtyard of this 96,000-square-foot monument to interdisciplinary aspiration, and the dancers are turning Brancusi’s old line, “Architecture is inhabited sculpture”, into something that bleeds and sweats and refuses to be theoretical. The McMurtry Building wants to be unified, wants its art practice and […]
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August 16, 2015 · Absolute Solipsism
Accepting no doctrine in the Santa Cruz Mountains No, a true seeker, one who truly wished to find, could accept no doctrine. But the man who has found what he sought, such a man could approve of every doctrine, each and every one, every path, every goal; nothing separated him any longer from all those […]
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