Tagged — Jamie Lyons

Iphone

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Photographs taken with an Iphone

Apple Store Palo Alto, Iphone Xs, Disruption Town, University Avenue, Palo Alto, Apple,

Apple Store Palo Alto

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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Hauling Granite: Notes from Tor House

Hauling Granite: Notes from Tor House

That public men publish falsehoods Is nothing new. That America must accept Like the historical republics corruption and empire Has been known for years. Be angry at the sun for setting If these things anger you. Robinson Jeffers, Be Angry At The Sun, 1941 The stone holds everything, every failed marriage, every dead child, every […]

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Windhover

Speculation in The Windhover, Stanford University I CAUGHT this morning morning’s minion, king- dom of daylight’s dauphin, dapple-dawn-drawn Falcon, in his riding Of the rolling level underneath him steady air, and striding High there, how he rung upon the rein of a wimpling wing In his ecstasy! then off, off forth on swing, As a […]

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Chocolate Heads, site specific, dance, performance, bay area, san francisco, Aleta Hayes, Windhover, nathan oliveira, stanford, Gerard Manley Hopkins, nature, flower

RAWdance at YBCA

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RAWdance, YBCA, san francisco, site specific, dance,
Inkboat, Anna Halprin, Rituals, dance, Hyde Street Pier, San Francisco Maritime, site specific, bay area, Eureka, 95 Rituals for Anna Halprin

inkBoat: 95 Rituals (for Anna Halprin)

inkBoat 95 Rituals for Anna Halprin a Site Specific Dance performance at San Francisco Maritime National Historical Park Just as the ancients danced to call upon the spirits in nature, we too can dance to find the spirits within ourselves that have been long buried and forgotten. Anna Halprin

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Looking-glass House

Looking-glass House

Inside Life of Bottles #1 You can just see a little peep of the passage in Looking-glass House, if you leave the door of our drawing-room wide open: and it’s very like our passage as far as you can see, only you know it may be quite different on beyond Oh, Kitty, how nice it […]

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San Francisco thru Pacifico bottle

San Francisco thru Pacifico bottle

Mid-June on the Bay and the wind’s barely showing up for work. We’re drifting more than sailing, which is fine. Perfect, actually. The kind of lazy afternoon where doing nothing becomes an art form, where the only ambition is another Pacifico and maybe, if you’re feeling industriative, pointing your phone through the empty bottle at […]

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nothing is ever empty

To great dreamers of corners and holes nothing is ever empty, the dialectics of full and empty only correspond to two geometrical non-realities. The function of inhabiting constitutes the link between full and empty. A living creature fills an empty refuge, images inhabit, and all corners are haunted, if not inhabited. Gaston Bachelard, The Poetics […]

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site specific performance, performance art, stanford university, theater and performance studies, fountain, stanford arts
Nathalie Brilliant, Collected Works, Museum of Performance and Design, MP+D, San Francisco, site specific, performance
Egret Bow

Egret Bow

Everything has two aspects: the current aspect, which we see nearly always and which ordinary men see, and the ghostly and metaphysical aspect, which only rare individuals may see in moments of clairvoyance and metaphysical abstraction. Giorgio de Chirico (1919) Artists on Art – from the 14th – 20th centuries, ed. by Robert Goldwater and […]

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the life at sea

the life at sea

Solipsism sphere on Rocinante…. There is nothing more enticing, disenchanting, and enslaving than the life at sea. Joseph Conrad, Typhoon

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Old Mint Man

Teaching Without an Axe: Or, How to Keep the Faith After America Breaks Your Back

Last week I spent some time with this gentleman outside the Old Mint. He’s a jazz musician. Played with some of the greats up and down California, the kind names you’d recognize if you knew anything about the real music, the stuff that mattered before everything got packaged and sold back to us as nostalgia. […]

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The Brutal Democracy of Making

You walk into rehearsal with this thing in your head: this perfect, shimmering bastard of an idea. And then reality shows up with a tire iron and starts beating the shit out of it. But here’s the thing: that’s not a bug, it’s the whole goddamn point. I’m working with other people, right? Some of […]

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Old Mint, San Francisco, rehearsal, theater, theatre, site specific, collected works, artist, designers

The Relentless Now

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Raegan Truax, performance art, duration, stanford, artist, avant garde, experimental, duration, durational
Ava Roy, John Hadden, rehearsal, We Players, King Fool, El Cerito, graveyard, site integrated theatre, photography, documentation

Rehearsing King Fool in a Graveyard

The cemetery was vanity transmogrified into stone. Instead of growing more sensible in death, the inhabitants of the cemetery were sillier than they had been in life. Milan Kundera, The Unbearable Lightness of Being Truth? About getting to the marrow of what Shakespeare actually meant? Then get your ass out of those antiseptic black box […]

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theatre of consciousness, Maria Leigh, We Players, macbeth fort point, san francisco, site specific

always looking over my shoulder

Solipsism Backstage at We Players‘ Macbeth at Fort Point “My darling,” she said at last, are you sure you don’t mind being a mouse for the rest of your life?” “I don’t mind at all” I said. “It doesn’t matter who you are or what you look like as long as somebody loves you.” Roald […]

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Ava Roy, John Hadden, We Players, Macbeth, Fort Point, site integrated theatre, rehearsal, theater, documentation, san francisco

Macbeth at Fort Point Rehearsal

Speculation: We Players Macbeth Rehearsal at Fort Point… MACBETH Canst thou not minister to a mind diseased, Pluck from the memory a rooted sorrow, Raze out the written troubles of the brain And with some sweet oblivious antidote Cleanse the stuff’d bosom of that perilous stuff Which weighs upon the heart? Doctor Therein the patient […]

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Actor Notes: The Fragile Art of Taking Direction

I never said all actors are cattle, what I said was all actors should be treated like cattle. Alfred Hitchcock Here’s the thing about getting notes: it’s the moment where every actor or crews carefully constructed self mythology gets shredded like wet newspaper. I’m standing there, I’ve just done what I thought was brilliant work, […]

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We Players, Actor Notes, Cast, Macbeth, actors, rehearsal, Shakespeare, Macbeth, Fort Point, portrait, Nathaniel Justiniano, John Hadden

The Worst Kind of Fool

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Ava Roy, Fool, Shakespeare, King Lear, Jamie Lyons, New York, John Hadden, Hubbard Hall, King Lear Fool, Ava Roy Fool
Grand Central Solipsim

Cathedral of the Perpetually Lost

We are as forlorn as children lost in the woods. When you stand in front of me and look at me, what do you know of the griefs that are in me and what do I know of yours. And if I were to cast myself down before you and weep and tell you, what […]

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Jamie Lyons, site responsive, theatre, theater, bay area, photography, documentation, circus center

Solipsism at The Circus

Solipsism at the circus. Circus Center, San Francisco

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Magic Theater, Sam Shepard, san francisco

An Evening With Sam Shepard

So here I am at Fort Mason, in some rehearsal studio that smells like last week’s ambition and tonight’s desperate grab at relevance. The Magic Theater closed Buried Child and somebody thought I needed cheerleaders. Fucking cheerleaders. And a tuba, or maybe they’re gogo dancers, at this point, who gives a shit? The distinction matters […]

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Sharka & Rodin

Gsell: What astonishes me, is that your way is so different from that of other sculptors. They prose the model. Instead of that, you wait till a model has instinctively or accidentally taken an Interesting pose, and thon you reproduce It. Instead of your giving orders to the model, the model gives orders to you. […]

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Rodin, Sculpture,Rodin Sculpture Garden StanfordRodin Sculpture Garden Stanford Sharka, Portugese Water Dog, Stanford University, Stanford Arts, Rodin Sculpture Garden Stanford, Stanford public art

Door Bridge

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Door Bridge
We Players, Circle, ritual, fort point, light, photography, jamie lyons, We Players Ritual

Circles Under the Bridge

There’s something that happens when people form a circle. Something primal. Something we’ve been doing since we figured out fire wasn’t just for warmth but for gathering around. The circle says: we’re in this together. No hierarchy. No front or back. Just us, acknowledging the shared madness of being human. And rituals? Rituals are the […]

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Ava Roy, sailing, sailboat, san francisco, Ingwe, ava roy

Captain Ava

The sail, the play of its pulse so like our own lives: so thin and yet so full of life, so noiseless when it labors hardest, so noisy and impatient when least effective. Henry David Thoreau Here’s the thing about getting on a boat with someone in the middle of San Francisco Bay: you find […]

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Transamerica Pyramid San Francisco, transamerica building, san francisco

Concrete Prayer to the Indifferent Sky

When William Pereira drew this thing up in 1969, San Francisco lost its mind. Too tall. Too weird. Too much. Which is exactly what great art does, it pisses off everyone who thought they had the world figured out. The pyramid slouched toward completion in ’72, all brutal concrete and aluminum skin, a monument to […]

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In the Passenger Seat of My Own Goddamn Life

So here I am, suspended in that particular brand of urban purgatory, the Mission District waiting game, watching my reflection fracture across safety glass like some cheapshit Gerhard Richter that nobody commissioned. The car window becomes a frame, becomes a proscenium, becomes the fourth wall I’m simultaneously behind and in front of, performer and audience […]

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In the Passenger Seat of My Own Goddamn Life

The Gorgeous Futility of Roses in Sand

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Ocean Beach, Ocean Beach Roses, Ocean Beach San Francisco
Great Expectations = Brief Encounter

Great Expectations = Brief Encounter

I loved her against reason, against promise, against peace, against hope, against happiness, against all discouragement that could be. Charles Dickens, Great Expectations Look at this photograph I took and tell me something isn’t dying right in front of you. The Stanford Movie Theatre on University Avenue in Palo Alto. The marquee reading Great Expectations […]

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Between Floors, Between Selves or The Vertical Nowhere

Between Floors, Between Selves or The Vertical Nowhere

Here I am, dissolving into your my fucking testimony. I’m not even trying to be present, am I? I hit the button, the doors slide shut, and instead of standing there like a regular citizen of the vertical transit system, I’m already half gone, vibrating at some frequency the fluorescent tubes can barely keep up […]

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Niki Ulehla's puppet show Hansel and Hansel

Niki Ulehla’s Hansel and Hansel marionettes

Just as one can compose colors, or forms, so one can compose motions. Alexander Calder So here I am, belly-down on the floor of a Dogpatch studio, camera in hand, staring into the wooden faces of two dead-eyed puppet boys who’ve seen things…  Hansel and Hansel. Niki Ulehla makes marionettes. Not the kind you remember […]

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Bolinas Sunrise

I open my eyes and the first thing that hits me isn’t the Pacific light knifing through those salt-stained windows or the fact that you’re horizontal in a room where somebody once fucked their way through the Summer of Love, no, it’s the absolute silence. The kind of quiet that makes me understand why people […]

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Bolinas Sunrise

The Use of Uselessness

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