Goodbye America; I’m going South
Goodbye America, me voy. Adios Estados Undidos en el Temor. Adios soldados, Terminators, War on Terror
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Nobody Sees Hamlet
The audience files into the theater. Lights fade out, chatting subsides. Lights up. a figure enters from stage left. They […]
Toward a New Curation
Fellow national curators (myself included) would recognize when our own limitations of history/age/privilege were a barrier and step aside to let others more aligned with an artist or project take over. In this landscape, talented younger artists and curators would receive effective, thoughtful mentorship and training, while those more seasoned would acknowledge and draw inspiration from the energy and ideas of next-generation curators.
Yeah, I Said It. Suck Your Mum.
Optional reading soundtrack: “SYM” by Kano (Hoodies All Summer, 2019). “SYM” (Suck Your Mum) is the closing track from British Grime-pioneer […]
How can we rehearse for a future we don’t have an image of?
What if we define values, principles, and methodologies, resisting the pressure to define outcomes? What if we focus on what drives us and on how we want to live and work together, but leave the imagination open to the concrete shapes our collaboration can take?
feast
It is raw, it is real, it is happening with you in the room and can only be experienced in the “here and now.” It is open to a multiplicity of heres and nows depending on the realities, perceptions, localities... of those present.
The Age of Duse : Gloss
The lectures are written for a course that is never taught because the discipline in which it might be delivered does not yet exist.
The Age of Duse
Duse’s superpower: her capacity to disappear, leaving only her plaster hands as evidence that she was a material presence in the world. Disappearance. Reproduction. She knew the theatrical drill.
The World Getting Smaller
The ideas become architecture. If I were to do a design, it would look like this:
A Night to Remember
The curtain opens on the cold, wintry Atlantic Ocean.