Heterogeneous Spectacles(Jamie Lyons News) ❖ Jamie Lyons

November 5, 2021 · Speculation

Roble Dance Rehearsal

And those who were seen dancing were thought to be insane by those who could not hear the music.Friedrich Nietzsche Chocolate Heads’ rehearsal in Roble dance studio…

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October 15, 2021 · Finca Fiasco

Henry Cowell Redwoods State Park

I’m not going to bullshit you about some mystical awakening or whatever the fuck people claim happens when they see big trees. But laying there on a bed of redwood needles looking up at five month old Charlie, this tiny perfect human who somehow shares my DNA, held by Lindsey in that cathedral of redwoods? […]

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October 4, 2021 · Finca Fiasco

Young and Pretty

Look at this photograph. Lindsey with Charlie at four and a half months. I took this picture and I remember thinking: I need to capture this. Not for Instagram, not for the baby book, not for some future slideshow at his wedding. I needed it for him. For later. For when he’s fifteen or twenty-five […]

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August 2, 2021 · Industries

The Annie Leibovitz of Theatre History Studies (They Never Even Asked)

So I’m screwing around on Google Scholar, because that’s what you do when you’re procrastinating on real work, and there it is. My photograph. We Players’ Macbeth at Fort Point, 2014. On the cover of Theatre History Studies. Published by the University of Alabama Press. An actual academic journal with peer review and footnotes and […]

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July 4, 2021 · Engineering

Sophocles In Time of Need

The Fragment For … shines out in time of need like fine bronze; but if the house is neglected, it collapses. California doesn’t get summer storms. Not real ones. The state runs on a different weather pattern, a different logic. Dry summers, wet winters, and nine months of the year where rain is something you […]

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June 10, 2021 · Absolute Solipsism

The face lights up

Here’s a public bathroom confession: staring at that light bulb with its accidental face is the most honest moment you’ll have all day. That smudged, glowing thing sees you, really sees you, in ways you’ve been avoiding. Sartre knew it. That slow dissolution when you look too close, when familiar becomes alien. We spend our […]

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June 5, 2021 · Absolute Solipsism

Three Week Charlie

Three weeks on the planet and already he’s got more gravitas than most people I’ve met in waiting rooms and corporate offices across this increasingly plastic world. Those eyes, Christ, those eyes, they’re not just looking at you, they’re looking through you, taking inventory of every lie you’ve ever told yourself, every shortcut you’ve taken, […]

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