tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-90459232097886547862024-03-19T06:08:28.602-04:00EVERYWHERE THEATRE GROUP BLOGThe Everywhere Theatre Group Blog is regularly updated by various members of ETG. We seek to chronicle the creation of the group in addition to our future productions. This written blog will be supplementary to the video blog which also has regularly updated episodes.Everywhere Theatre Grouphttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02028112332258281296noreply@blogger.comBlogger41125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9045923209788654786.post-30971782255633796372009-04-12T20:24:00.004-04:002009-04-12T20:33:59.007-04:00VOLUME 3- HORRORETG will be performing VOLUME 3 of A Pale Horse, Death & Hell Followed With ( A Lifetime Original Series) this SATURDAY APRIL 18th at the Ontological Hysteric Theater's incubator at St. Mark's Church. Come check us out!! $6 tickets at the door. Here is a little sneak peak at one of our earlier rehearals....<br /><br /><br /><iframe allowfullscreen='allowfullscreen' webkitallowfullscreen='webkitallowfullscreen' mozallowfullscreen='mozallowfullscreen' width='320' height='266' src='https://www.blogger.com/video.g?token=AD6v5dwAPXelqR5cN0Uq2zR63UyK-WVUE5d1ckqzMjYKW4bGQ1DNL2qVsNUdnm9DT7iB0mNKXw-0rp1Rh3BUgbAZMg' class='b-hbp-video b-uploaded' frameborder='0'></iframe>Everywhere Theatre Grouphttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02028112332258281296noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9045923209788654786.post-53401055684433322392009-04-12T19:50:00.005-04:002009-04-12T20:23:29.873-04:00More LOVE pics<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjqgaZwmEfK0R7whWaSnTs2xBeCqeFZNTuuvfo6wOCwVd7MWSrqTwaKWKZIa_KMPGMnZx-D4H60IUYSv4ZuODtw_Hwp2ZMoZMo2u0OAT3X8F-iV18s6Wbj55pwq-XootjBrqCpoMsPr7PuP/s1600-h/Picture+15.png"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; 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margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 263px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiXZJLb4LXZcv_Z8xKFekpl-5FkkdqRsRrWs1Bg55O5cHpNlNeTRqB_MiVvxIgJMh8A2k1yCLuIsoeqZJEuH2s2-1rrXJZ1CQLeoFqVQV69-fnWEQnSbJ1arSdir1zN15Ll75k1hRU1fqtk/s400/Picture+3.png" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5323957737107540258" /></a><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhlRgVhPzyquhjUCUJ67HtU-gz8Rgm2nWoAMsz9Wyempr_lJDKdvr_tDl_iQUPWvYmUqkCDLARl18Ecz-b6-DHdehKKk0mfhEhsSDmhB-eM1A6etAV4uKFClephRYt7nDdUYe_Ahgf2PaHX/s1600-h/Picture+2.png"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 270px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhlRgVhPzyquhjUCUJ67HtU-gz8Rgm2nWoAMsz9Wyempr_lJDKdvr_tDl_iQUPWvYmUqkCDLARl18Ecz-b6-DHdehKKk0mfhEhsSDmhB-eM1A6etAV4uKFClephRYt7nDdUYe_Ahgf2PaHX/s400/Picture+2.png" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5323957726729575122" /></a><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiJhKCMwrkOKVyZS8jOW-M3TLkH4wA8TznofHgzk8CGH4dzqNrpY7eJWa88yW8vIOR2bMJxkb9tMsM4UCtOMCeqxj_IYDoLsn18CZXiKSTJhxoVltYcKvoNhQQlTldllzPtXul128aXXAxb/s1600-h/Picture+1.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 358px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiJhKCMwrkOKVyZS8jOW-M3TLkH4wA8TznofHgzk8CGH4dzqNrpY7eJWa88yW8vIOR2bMJxkb9tMsM4UCtOMCeqxj_IYDoLsn18CZXiKSTJhxoVltYcKvoNhQQlTldllzPtXul128aXXAxb/s400/Picture+1.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5323957720231541506" /></a><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiRgyCCMEpchEh8aafiBRehiFcgBLBwaOMzwMy4bdlFqFJNvHTScsNvKi3tw71uPCCedy0aDGHX1jqZGn86oXZPhXoT6jvcAh3P_nQ54Z481sy9Pxl2dzfHd36tpj34NZ0SI3qSLE1J30bX/s1600-h/grimance.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiRgyCCMEpchEh8aafiBRehiFcgBLBwaOMzwMy4bdlFqFJNvHTScsNvKi3tw71uPCCedy0aDGHX1jqZGn86oXZPhXoT6jvcAh3P_nQ54Z481sy9Pxl2dzfHd36tpj34NZ0SI3qSLE1J30bX/s400/grimance.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5323957714849875074" /></a><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj80aCaBMFr6kxytv9aRV2wFVQQSeNV4bXx9KeQ6-UyEgxNIyBy0RwZTkmW3fk3MU05DmQZKktIFT8zprnvNA_tOzn7AwAaWBAKaN6zEyVDhlkrSGyQL90ojDi5JFWAeh_8r9_lL0gxAYks/s1600-h/driving.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj80aCaBMFr6kxytv9aRV2wFVQQSeNV4bXx9KeQ6-UyEgxNIyBy0RwZTkmW3fk3MU05DmQZKktIFT8zprnvNA_tOzn7AwAaWBAKaN6zEyVDhlkrSGyQL90ojDi5JFWAeh_8r9_lL0gxAYks/s400/driving.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5323957704948539154" /></a><br />Here are some more pics taken by the lovely Katie Bell for VOLUME 2 of A Pale Horse, Death And Hell Followed With ( A Lifetime Original Series). Don's miss our 3rd installment, HORROR going up this SATURDAY APRIL 18th at 10 p.m. at the Ontological Hysteric Incubator's at St. Marks Church ( Parish Hall). There will be beer!Everywhere Theatre Grouphttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02028112332258281296noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9045923209788654786.post-66939859682360543922009-03-28T10:56:00.002-04:002009-03-28T11:24:39.294-04:00Astronome - only 7 nights left!!<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhlyVZdDFJu31MfW-ccFFNvCSznQBPRhg5R_crs3D8PMFwwLMLL2qzO0rijkEW_BRGvDnp_LH-Qb2eXUQjNxIf2w6dhU6bRAcswKtrHJP16rZh7ZIRv4_6kM_HAKc87-i1CAoEyAIRYQdKt/s1600-h/AstronomeWeb.jpg"><img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 252px; height: 320px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhlyVZdDFJu31MfW-ccFFNvCSznQBPRhg5R_crs3D8PMFwwLMLL2qzO0rijkEW_BRGvDnp_LH-Qb2eXUQjNxIf2w6dhU6bRAcswKtrHJP16rZh7ZIRv4_6kM_HAKc87-i1CAoEyAIRYQdKt/s320/AstronomeWeb.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5318253185444311890" /></a>Astronome - Richard Foreman's rock opera composed by John Zorn, has only 7 nights left! I have been working in the illustrious position of box office manager and therefore have the inside intelligence that this show is a theatrical gem. According to my boyfriend, Alex Wessel, acclaimed literary critic and novelist, the highlights of the performance are Jamie Peterson's tongue, and Ben Forster getting spanked with a embossed ping pong paddle by none other than Deborah Wallace. <div><br /></div><div>The music is loud, and earplugs are passed out to wary audience members before entering the theatre. John Zorn's music will certainly rock you out of your seat. The performance is powerful and embodies all the best of sexual impulse, violence, and the occult. According to one Russian woman who spoke to me after leaving the performance, the play was "Pure evil." Aww Snap, Richard Foreman.</div><div><br /></div>Ktronichttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02828834920300945631noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9045923209788654786.post-9830617693211362792009-03-19T01:49:00.006-04:002009-03-19T02:05:03.946-04:00Pain & Love<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgtDb_PeK225a4bKwvGD8yHjTbMW8tY2r9acdXDF0m7FL9dTUkw83N4U3OT13_otoNG2Snqj2ccAfyMsyhQk8saoq-lmvjxYxVnFrzJwwxZFJIm-lELEDGunAtMhYEL6451KUgE0wujYQ/s1600-h/n21102100_32514072_401541.jpg"><img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 148px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgtDb_PeK225a4bKwvGD8yHjTbMW8tY2r9acdXDF0m7FL9dTUkw83N4U3OT13_otoNG2Snqj2ccAfyMsyhQk8saoq-lmvjxYxVnFrzJwwxZFJIm-lELEDGunAtMhYEL6451KUgE0wujYQ/s200/n21102100_32514072_401541.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5314775914424692706" /></a><br />After ETG performed VOLUME 2: LOVE at the Ontological-Hysteric Theatre, I thought a great deal about pain and love. (For those of you who missed our fantastic short form piece, you can see it online <a href="http://www.vimeo.com/3535827">here</a>.) This led me to remember <a href="http://www.mysneakyuncle.com/265cloverfield.html">a short story I wrote</a> about a man I loved who hurt me deeply. It was all about pain, but emotional pain. I think I should have known the relationship was going down hill when I started writing pieces about <a href="http://notarelationship.blogspot.com/2008/08/cigarette.html">physical pain</a>. Yet, I wouldn't give back any of those ache-filled days because they were also filled with so much love. It was a messy, awful love, but love all the same. Loving him changed me. To this day I am still not sure I'm okay with that.<br /><br />I think love also brings up issues of <a href="http://www.mysneakyuncle.com/halfempty.html">mortality</a>. I find it fitting that so many plays, such as LOVE, or Shakespeare, or Sartre, merge love and death. When we are in the beginning stages of a really crazy, intense love, well, we sort of die, I think. We lose a part of ourselves. And that's scary. And there is so much fear in that love, because we worry about what happens to the other person if they die or, more selfishly, what happens to us when they "die" or leave us. Maybe love doesn't always hold up a clear mirror, but in the end it always makes us confront truths about ourselves we don't want to see. And that hurts like hell.<br /><br />Anyway, this wasn't just me shamelessly plugging some of my writing. I just wanted to share.Emily Ansara Baineshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11046346842818096008noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9045923209788654786.post-74319837224005566082009-02-27T15:59:00.004-05:002009-02-27T17:48:24.917-05:00Day Off<div><br /></div><div>Leah and I hang out at home. </div><iframe allowfullscreen='allowfullscreen' webkitallowfullscreen='webkitallowfullscreen' mozallowfullscreen='mozallowfullscreen' width='320' height='266' src='https://www.blogger.com/video.g?token=AD6v5dyVSI8ujbO0DSAAEDM2FJWXTdzPzJjBWSL9wC0COLRMv-jRGO_eoqPDB41Xump1bmOP3Z-5T2tfeXJo5O7_' class='b-hbp-video b-uploaded' frameborder='0'></iframe>Ktronichttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02828834920300945631noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9045923209788654786.post-84281369264805736812009-02-20T23:04:00.005-05:002009-02-20T23:19:20.382-05:00Blue Dress<span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);">"I like to chew gum. I like space. I like my space. This is my basement. I live upstairs. Do you like my blue dress? I bought this dress after I graduated. It's from Anthropologie. Did I mention I like to jump? When I make shapes with the space I smile. Sometimes you just have to shake it off. There is time for it all. Time to jump and time to reflect." </span><iframe allowfullscreen='allowfullscreen' webkitallowfullscreen='webkitallowfullscreen' mozallowfullscreen='mozallowfullscreen' width='342' height='284' src='https://www.blogger.com/video.g?token=AD6v5dzQhArA266qpMSFdCCWuaf8tyvW7Ss2hZLKbhuJ2ed3aTjKhIjUf-MHi-w9O0cbnrv9IfYobmF5_V_f2KUvig' class='b-hbp-video b-uploaded' frameborder='0'></iframe><br /><span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);">“Use it all. And Be Open.” This is what he told me. If you forget then you forget. If you remember then that's really something. It's simple. Right? Yes, yes it is."</span>Maryhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12386960853186929309noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9045923209788654786.post-21934039333799644292009-02-16T23:40:00.006-05:002009-02-17T13:22:58.227-05:00Love<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_hgbk3bZ65uo/SZsAUwKevQI/AAAAAAAAAN4/ZvgNmgSU4uM/s1600-h/47b9dc20b3127cce98548ae81aa800000046100AaNnDZw1atWQg.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_hgbk3bZ65uo/SZsAUwKevQI/AAAAAAAAAN4/ZvgNmgSU4uM/s400/47b9dc20b3127cce98548ae81aa800000046100AaNnDZw1atWQg.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5303833342685134082" border="0" /></a>Love.<br /><br />As ETG prepares to put on their second short form piece revolving around the theme of “love,” I can’t help but consider the other great artists that have attempted to capture that elusive theme.<br /><br />Love? What is it?<br /><br />Language. For William Shakespeare it involved two young lovers foolishly killing themselves. For David Mamet it was just another dirty word. And for Noel Coward it was two adults arguing over martinis. Regardless, in the minds of these playwrights love always involved unhappiness, both physical and emotional. Literary fiction does not fair much better, with greats such as Margaret Mitchell’s <span style="font-style: italic;">Gone With The Wind</span>, Leo Tolstoy’s <span style="font-style: italic;">Anna Karenina</span> or Boris Pasternak’s <span style="font-style: italic;">Doctor Zhivago</span> always leaving lovers separated and unhappy.<br /><br />Music. Fiona Apple, Patsy Cline, Eliot Smith, Conor Oberst… all talented musicians who rarely choose to sing about puppies or world peace, but rather heartbreak. Yet love isn’t only pain. After all, there’s that glorious crush phase, where you walk by your love’s locker ten times a day in the hope of running into them. Then there is the puppy-love phase, where you and your newfound paramour want to be around one another 24/7 and hold hands until you give one another hives. Certainly, some artists choose to create based on those experiences, yet those creative ventures are outnumbered far more by pieces surrounding the negative aspects of romance and affection. If you can name me a happy opera involving love I can name you ten other tragic ones.<br /><br />What is it about romantic unhappiness that makes such fantastic art? And what do we do about it? Do we spurn all future romantic endeavors and live alone? Or do we go out again and again and embrace the possibly dashed hopes and future unhappiness, only to use those emotions in our next creative endeavor?<br /><br />I don’t have any answers. I just have these rambles. And one hell of a great heartbreak music mix.Emily Ansara Baineshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11046346842818096008noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9045923209788654786.post-78233983202328459572009-02-16T01:17:00.002-05:002009-02-16T01:21:48.613-05:0027 dresses part 1Mary makes art everywhere, with anything. <3 ETG<br /><iframe allowfullscreen='allowfullscreen' webkitallowfullscreen='webkitallowfullscreen' mozallowfullscreen='mozallowfullscreen' width='320' height='266' src='https://www.blogger.com/video.g?token=AD6v5dwGSQqqOYmkX4aoJe-s7ulZAwPoXrrCiECIxS_jewKqVV3yxeN2GUyNcTklKNK5C7O8ZCQQb742qN5Xc5ssKg' class='b-hbp-video b-uploaded' frameborder='0'></iframe>Unknownnoreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9045923209788654786.post-62157422011639371172009-01-29T21:28:00.029-05:002009-02-01T16:52:04.403-05:00A Pale Horse, Death & Hell Followed With (A Lifetime Original Series) VOL 1: OFFICEThis past Saturday, January 24th, we performed VOLUME 1 of our short form series presented as part of <a href="http://www.ontological.com/">The Ontological Hysteric Theater's Incubator Program at St. Marks Church. </a> Short Form (curated by Peter Ksander and Brendan Regimbal) is an interdisciplinary forum that gives artists from a variety of backgrounds the opportunity to test the boundaries of compositional performance and refine their own unique form and style by creating a small repertoire of four ten-minute performances that are thematically connected, but independent pieces of art. We will be presenting three more short works over the course of the next five months (along with three other great groups) with a longer culmination in June. We're gracious to have this time to experiment and look forward to our second short form piece, VOLUME 2: LOVE. <div><br /></div><div>Rehearsal photos below and thank you for all those who were involved!<br /><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;">A Pale Horse, Death & Hell Followed with ( A lifetime original Series) VOLUME 1 OFFICE</span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;">Written and Directed by Leah Winkler and Teddy Nicholas</span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 13px;">Production Assistant: Emily Baines</span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;">Costume Design by Katie Hannigan</span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;">Lighting Design by Oliver Brooks</span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 13px;">Choreography by Mary Mailhot</span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 13px;">Music and Sound by Melancholy Elephants</span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 13px;">Design: Davison Robie and Nickolas Hartgrove</span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 13px;">Musicians: J. Cody Arnholdt, trombone; Brian Grimm, cello; Allie Summers, violin</span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 13px;">Adapted from "Rock and Roll Suicide" by David Bowie</span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 13px;"><br /></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 13px;">Featuring: Ray Campbell, Katie Hannigan, Sean Kenealy, Mary Mailhot, Ike Ufomadu, Chase Voorhees and Abby Page</span></div><div><br /></div><div><div><br /></div><div><br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiqtPMdIhec7r09F5uyTCVTresYTbfo56l7mENO2SjRYmfE_Y8Onz0BSvc3IuhT48bdBMYI187Xll2ziGdZABqeBNE9Abg2MbqgW8hSM8MkRwcpGsnIIIV9e6tJtOnLxpEBwLUg2ZE9og/s1600-h/IMG_0574.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiqtPMdIhec7r09F5uyTCVTresYTbfo56l7mENO2SjRYmfE_Y8Onz0BSvc3IuhT48bdBMYI187Xll2ziGdZABqeBNE9Abg2MbqgW8hSM8MkRwcpGsnIIIV9e6tJtOnLxpEBwLUg2ZE9og/s200/IMG_0574.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5297730768097291954" /></a><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhcB4NkSUYWm9PCwKzUfhs3xLzdmZYopmKjNP9JD892UXOWYDvw_j-lzBp-vGtjhiCvGQOsleMTDlkHVS3smKL8RA1-vDaMw-EcHvvxDLkmMVhP5EUuitvIUJh5JXCBGU-OH4Go4LgOAQ/s1600-h/IMG_0526.JPG"><img style="display:block; 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margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEihi3GACo8nofsfq3A_kuvfTIAnl3NGK9zT7l_tGacA1mOU8hssrGsyKj-wPWDrE9q3GIgwROZkebeE1Huyo9GjWslu2PFAy75hQacndayD_ZGcHSHuAkimoYSKfRs9oepgoPiGjVO-TA/s200/IMG_0637.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5297729990138916178" /></a></div></div></div>Emily Ansara Baineshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11046346842818096008noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9045923209788654786.post-17006735848896450492008-11-27T13:03:00.002-05:002008-11-27T13:06:04.661-05:00Happy Thanksgiving- love ETG!!!<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_hgbk3bZ65uo/SS7ha0JwHkI/AAAAAAAAANw/RxiBX-WVe8I/s1600-h/2050702141_9619a02aaa.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_hgbk3bZ65uo/SS7ha0JwHkI/AAAAAAAAANw/RxiBX-WVe8I/s400/2050702141_9619a02aaa.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5273400064489823810" /></a><br /><div><br /></div><div><br /></div>Unknownnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9045923209788654786.post-91453773698919893092008-11-16T09:04:00.008-05:002008-11-16T09:29:01.955-05:00Some randoms<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_hgbk3bZ65uo/SSAtu8TLCOI/AAAAAAAAANo/0EfWKjXw07E/s1600-h/DSCF0537.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_hgbk3bZ65uo/SSAtu8TLCOI/AAAAAAAAANo/0EfWKjXw07E/s400/DSCF0537.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5269261848507255010" border="0" /></a><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_hgbk3bZ65uo/SSAprIrW9nI/AAAAAAAAANA/cQfMNS0Rs0g/s1600-h/DSCF0536.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_hgbk3bZ65uo/SSAprIrW9nI/AAAAAAAAANA/cQfMNS0Rs0g/s400/DSCF0536.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5269257385063937650" border="0" /></a><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_hgbk3bZ65uo/SSApdV_4c_I/AAAAAAAAAM4/FOQJwhGoJ4g/s1600-h/DSCF0535.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_hgbk3bZ65uo/SSApdV_4c_I/AAAAAAAAAM4/FOQJwhGoJ4g/s400/DSCF0535.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5269257148121510898" border="0" /></a><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_hgbk3bZ65uo/SSAouedNsZI/AAAAAAAAAMw/qEWCsIPj20U/s1600-h/DSCF0534.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_hgbk3bZ65uo/SSAouedNsZI/AAAAAAAAAMw/qEWCsIPj20U/s400/DSCF0534.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5269256342938169746" border="0" /></a><br />What a motley crew.Unknownnoreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9045923209788654786.post-56129443006351479352008-09-22T16:04:00.005-04:002008-09-22T16:31:36.065-04:00EMPACUp in Troy, NY on the campus of Renesselaer Polytechnic Institute, a state-of-the-art performance facility is about to officially open and the folks up there have planned some really exciting stuff*. The venue is called <a href="http://empac.rpi.edu/">EMPAC - experimental media & performance art center</a>.<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.tangentview.com/TangentBlog/wp-content/uploads/2008/01/1000empac1.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px;" src="http://www.tangentview.com/TangentBlog/wp-content/uploads/2008/01/1000empac1.jpg" alt="" border="0" /></a><br />They're throwing three weekends of free performances starting in October which yours truly hopes to go and see.<br /><br />About EMPAC:<br /><blockquote><p style="font-style: italic;">The Experimental Media and Performing Arts Center (EMPAC) is a place and a program where the arts, technology and science will challenge and transform each other. Founded by Rensselaer Polytechnic Institute, the nation’s oldest technological university, EMPAC draws strength from being part of a great research university. It will offer artists, visiting scholars, researchers, engineers, designers, and audiences opportunities that are available nowhere else under a single roof, providing unsurpassed facilities for creative exploration as well as for research in fields ranging from visualization to immersive environments to large-scale interactive simulations. EMPAC operates nationally and internationally, attracting creators from around the world, and sending new artworks and innovative ideas onto the global stage.</p> <span style="font-style: italic;">Rensselaer is the nation’s oldest technological university, offering degrees in engineering, the sciences, information technology, architecture, the humanities and social sciences. It is pre-eminent in research into biotechnology, nanotechnology, IT, and the media arts and technology. In addition to its MFA program, RPI offers bachelor degrees in Electronic Arts, and in Electronic Media, Arts, and</span><span style="font-style: italic;"> Communication – one of the first undergraduate programs of its kind in the United States.</span> <span style="font-style: italic;">As a facility, the new 220,000 square-foot center is like no other, boasting unrivaled presentation and production capabilities: a 1200-seat concert hall</span><span style="font-style: italic;"> designed to the highest acoustical standards; an intimate 400-seat theater; and two highly flexible studio spaces, configurable as traditional black-box theaters or as fully immersive environments. Linked to a ma</span><span style="font-style: italic;">ssive supercomputer, EMPAC’s potential for art and science spans the physical and virtual worlds and the spaces in between.</span> </blockquote>*some of that really exciting stuff include:<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.sonicacts.com/wordpress/wp-content/wooster.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px;" src="http://www.sonicacts.com/wordpress/wp-content/wooster.jpg" alt="" border="0" /></a><span style="font-weight: bold;">The Wooster Group</span>'s<span style="font-weight: bold;"> </span><em>THERE IS STILL TIME.. BROTHER, </em>a commission for an installation that consists of an interactive projection for a 360° screen.<br /><br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.verdensteatret.com/images/l_promo_1.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px;" src="http://www.verdensteatret.com/images/l_promo_1.jpg" alt="" border="0" /></a><span style="font-size:100%;"><span style="font-weight: bold;">Verdensteatret</span>'s <em style="font-weight: normal;">LOUDER<span style="font-style: italic;"><span style="font-weight: bold;">, </span></span></em><span style="font-weight: normal;">a collaborative performance installation featuring </span><span style="font-weight: normal;">loudspeakers, shadow puppets, video landscapes, and a huge mechanical spider, activated by actor-musicians.<br /><br /></span></span><span style="font-size:100%;"><em style="font-weight: normal;"><br /></em></span><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.elevator.org/photos/gatz/sc_ks_al_bonushole.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px;" src="http://www.elevator.org/photos/gatz/sc_ks_al_bonushole.jpg" alt="" border="0" /></a><span style="font-weight: bold;">Elevator Repair Service</span>'s <span style="font-style: italic;">GATZ</span>, a six-hour performance marathon of a verbatim reading of F. Scott Fitzgerald's <span style="font-style: italic;">The Great Gatbsy</span>.<br /><br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.realtimearts.net/data/images/art/2/242_melb_voyage.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px;" src="http://www.realtimearts.net/data/images/art/2/242_melb_voyage.jpg" alt="" border="0" /></a><span style="font-weight: bold;">dumb type</span>'s <span style="font-style: italic;">VOYAGE</span>, a multimedia performance which examines the uncertainty and dislocation of the modern world through a combination of intense sound, movement, text and projected images.<br /><h2><span style="font-style: italic;"></span><br /></h2>Anonymousnoreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9045923209788654786.post-23940338785898275872008-09-18T10:39:00.002-04:002008-09-18T10:41:20.645-04:00Sintesi DogpileI'm putting something together for the Ontological Hysteric Theater's Sintesi Dogpile with Teddy, Katie, Chase, Mary and Ollie coming up in October. Keep checking for more details!Unknownnoreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9045923209788654786.post-33101011905918694362008-09-11T16:37:00.003-04:002008-09-11T16:44:31.365-04:007 years agoI was a senior in high school and I was heading to my Pre-Calculus class when the hallways were buzzing with news that terrorists were attacking NYC. At first I thought it was some stupid prank made by the juniors (who were notorious for causing mayhem). But when I got to class and our teacher was very quiet and still for a long time, I knew there was truth to it. Then our principal made an announcement on the PA system. "The World Trade Center has been the target of a terrorist attack. The details are unclear but school will remain open. We will notify you of any changes immediately." And then everyone was very very quiet. It was one of those rare times when you were in a high school classroom and it was dead silent and no one was taking a test or gossiping or laughing. Everyone just looked at each other, confused, scared, isolated.<br /><br />The school day continued on (I went to Middletown High School which is 70 miles outside of NYC). There were fears that terrorists might attack Indian Point which held the closest nuclear power plant (40 miles from Middletown, 30 miles from NYC). Some students had parents who worked in the city and immediately left school to be with their closest relatives. Some of us stayed in our Electronic English classroom (the only place in the school where we could watch TV) and watched CNN.<br /><br />And that was the day terrorism became a household word.Anonymousnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9045923209788654786.post-45743148910903164592008-09-11T16:19:00.004-04:002008-09-11T16:45:16.182-04:00KIOSK @ The Japan SocietyI just spent the morning/afternoon helping to build the set for a piece by the ARICA Performance Company entitled <a href="http://www.japansociety.org/event_detail?eid=365e7066"><span style="font-weight: bold;"><span style="font-style: italic;">KIOSK</span></span></a>.<br /><br /><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.japansociety.org/resources/content/2/7/7/1/documents/kiosk_5.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px;" src="http://www.japansociety.org/resources/content/2/7/7/1/documents/kiosk_5.jpg" alt="" border="0" /></a></div><br /><blockquote> Known for its Beckettian absurdity and stark aesthetic, <strong>ARICA Performance Company</strong> presents its critically acclaimed <em><strong>KIOSK</strong></em>. In this highly conceptual and visually arresting one-woman show, the narrative follows a day in the life of a woman working in a humble train station kiosk. Perched in her rolling chair, the woman sells newspapers and water. This simple premise is explored through fierce, physical repetition and live electronic music that unfolds the complex layers of the human body's relation to labor in this surreal landscape. ARICA Performance Company is a collective of artists from a variety of disciplines founded in 2001 by designer/director <strong>Yasuki Fujita </strong>with actress <strong>Tomoko Ando</strong>, musician <strong>Osama Saruyama</strong>, poet <strong>Shino Kuraishi</strong> and producer <strong>Keizo Maeda</strong>. Since then, the company has collaboratively created site-specific works in unconventional performance spaces. ARICA<em> </em>was awarded Best Solo Performance at the 2005 Cairo International Experimental Theatre Festival for <em>Parachute Woman</em>.<br /><strong></strong></blockquote><br />It's playing for three nights at The Japan Society: (9/18 thru 9/20 @ 7:30). And if you're interested, you can see the show for free by ushering the show. E-mail me if interested.Anonymousnoreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9045923209788654786.post-27200797305309696052008-09-10T11:07:00.001-04:002008-09-10T11:13:00.854-04:00Buisness CardsHere is a look at the all new ETG business cards. Come to a show, meet one of us, and maybe you will be lucky enough to get one!<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5ikXtYdIyGU/SMfj6ULDcjI/AAAAAAAAAKs/P9cjZILE0Pc/s1600-h/-42.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5ikXtYdIyGU/SMfj6ULDcjI/AAAAAAAAAKs/P9cjZILE0Pc/s400/-42.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5244410882083222066" border="0" /></a>Unknownnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9045923209788654786.post-50286962447427512822008-09-06T14:46:00.001-04:002008-09-06T14:48:43.266-04:00Pic of the day<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_hgbk3bZ65uo/SMLQhKrB4zI/AAAAAAAAALE/j4tRHhocM8k/s1600-h/DSCF0420.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_hgbk3bZ65uo/SMLQhKrB4zI/AAAAAAAAALE/j4tRHhocM8k/s400/DSCF0420.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5242982184431772466" border="0" /></a><br />Teddy at the Binge Olympiad..Unknownnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9045923209788654786.post-29476320035944825812008-09-06T13:38:00.004-04:002008-09-06T13:47:38.482-04:00balancing actI did mind numbing manual labor ( which I actually sort of like doing in a weird way) at my part-time day job for the past two days. But as a result, I fell behind on an article that I'm supposed to be writing for Discover Nikkei about the specificity of race and parenting.<br />I hate falling behind on work.<br />Yet, I'm procrastinating right now by writing this blog instead of my article.<br />Someone hit me in the face.Unknownnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9045923209788654786.post-34001303607190837462008-09-03T13:47:00.006-04:002008-09-03T14:01:44.042-04:00A Day in the Life of an Off-Off Broadway Stage ManagerBefore I go into this post, I have to preface with the fact that I really dislike the terms Off-Broadway and Off-Off Broadway. These labels and terms not only categorize and demean most theatre, it actually puts people off and encourages a way of thinking that's very limiting.<br /><br />This morning I woke up to discover that all of my actors and crew have sent me their bios for the program (almost on time too!). It's really lovely when you get people to do something on (or as close to on) time because it gives you an awesome sense of power. You say, "Can you please get this to me by Sunday?" And when they do it, it's amazing!<br /><br />Compiled all the bios in one Word document and sent to House Manager. He shoots me back an e-mail asking me if we'd like credits and a thank you section. Have to consult with the director about this. Having only been on board with this show for 6 days, it's been kind of whirlwind wham-wham-here-we-go! Luckily, I'm the kind of person who performs really well under a lot of pressure, especially when thrown in the middle of something. Throw me into a production the week of tech, I'm like, SURE! OKAY! LET'S DO IT! <span style="font-style: italic;">(no joke)</span><br /><br />After having done all that, I get an e-mail from the producer of the other show I'm SMg, asking me to gather all the bios for the program for the show that's not until late October. I'm thinking to myself, "That's way early but better way too early than way too late." Get an e-mail from one of the actors asking about the schedule which we don't have assembled yet. Have to get in contact with director about it ASAP.<br /><br />Today start tech on the other show. A friend of mine has graciously accepted the role of Assistant Stage Manager and I must train her while training myself in the process. Must organize all props and costumes, finish tracking props (hopefully we'll have them all!) and make sure tech goes as smooth as possible.<br /><br />I needed an ASM because not only am I SMg two shows simultaneously but I'm an extra in a big-budget Hollywood film shooting in upstate NY and I am called in to shoots during performances. Actually, my first day of shooting starts tomorrow and we're still teching then. Haven't told director (having just discovered early today) but hopefully he won't stress out too much about it when I assure him that my ASM is not only the most amazing person in the world but able to fill in for me as well.<br /><br />It's kind of stressful but it's very rewarding. Beats folding shirts, stocking shelves and making coffee.Anonymousnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9045923209788654786.post-62552288561249233262008-08-30T09:29:00.005-04:002008-08-30T09:51:09.146-04:00Fall '08 @ PS122PS122 announced their upcoming <a href="http://www.ps122.org/downloads/ps122_fall08_calendar.pdf">Fall Season</a> and they're kicking things off with Thomas Bradshaw's <span style="font-weight: bold;"><span style="font-style: italic;">Southern Promises</span></span> (which I will be Stage Managing). The play is definitely not for the faint of heart!<br /><br />World Premieres include: <a href="http://www.waxfactory.org/">WaxFactory</a>'s latest piece <span style="font-weight: bold;"><span style="font-style: italic;">BLIND.NESS (Love is a Four Letter Word)</span></span> and <a href="http://www.digitalperformance.org/blogs/joe-silovsky">Joseph Silovsky</a>'s <span style="font-weight: bold;"><span style="font-style: italic;">Jester of Tongues</span></span> which features a robot named Stanley (note for Katie).<br /><br />There's also a private performance installation piece by <a href="http://www.yaniracastrocompany.org/flash/index.html">Yanira Castro + Company</a> entitled <span style="font-weight: bold;"><span style="font-style: italic;">Dark Horse/Black Forest </span></span>which will play out in your very own bathroom (maybe we'll get them to perform in one of our own bathrooms).<br /><br />Members of ETG will be seeing/reviewing these works to come (including my own personal observations on <span style="font-weight: bold;"><span style="font-style: italic;">Southern Promises</span></span>). Stay tuned for more.Anonymousnoreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9045923209788654786.post-84442117446668797612008-08-29T08:22:00.010-04:002008-08-29T15:32:42.541-04:00Good Advice/ Bad Advice<div>It's hard for me to ask for advice because I'm shy and I find it especially excruciating to talk about myself to people who are more successful than me face to face. Despite my handicap, here are some things that were said to me in recently that I think have been very helpful. We'll call this series Good Advice/Bad Advice.<br /></div><div><br /></div><div>1. A person that I respect immensely ( and who is very smart, talented and is happy with his/her career) told me that it's crazy to be as poor as I am and try and pay off my student loans at $400/month at my age. Money should be the least of your worries ( which is difficult for me since I don't/never had any and am constantly worrying about it) when you are an artist in your twenties and you can afford the rent. This person said that you should get a job that pays enough that you can support yourself and do not hate- and to use your young age as a platform for training and discovering your passions within your passion- rather than being pressured pay off loans at a high rate and making enough money to start a retirement fund ( unless your passion is something like..finance or something that involves a hedge fund). This person also suggested that I should take the money I was using to pay off my loans and take a writing class. They noted that if I wanted to be super responsible and not defer all of the loans that I had- the most I should worry about paying is around $100 a month ( especially if you are on an extremely low salary). They also mentioned that most of their artist friends ( in their thirties and over) are still/just started paying off debt. </div><div> </div><div><br />2. A performance artist in his/her forties told me not to consider being a playwright because it's too difficult ( and that I should listen to her because he/she also tried- and failed). This was good advice because it reminded me that you should always choose carefully as to <span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;">whose</span> advice you listen to- because a lot of it tends to come from a places of bitterness. When I first moved to New York, a friend who was relatively unhappy in the city would act extremely uncomfortable if I would talk to him/her on the subway or jingle around in my purse to look for change at the cash register when paying for something at a store. This person would also act really weird every time I quit a job in the city (and suggested that I would be blacklisted). This person said that in New York, you don't do stuff like that because well..it's New York. Sounds like a bunch of insecure horse poo...<br /></div><div><br /></div><div>3. Almost everyone who has a job that I'm envious of (these people are successful playwrights/theatre artists with a teaching job at a University) has confirmed that if you are an artist/writer who wants to teach someday- you have to get an M.F.A. <span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;">( an M.F.A isn't such a demanding requirement if you don't want to teach- though it must be nice) </span><span class="Apple-style-span">but it's okay if younger artists are not stressing </span>about going to graduate school when they're in they're in their early- twenties. There are very few twenty-three year old theatre professors.<br />Side Note: I use to think that since I have no money- I would never get to go to grad school. Maybe this is still the case. Maybe I will magically strike gold within the next couple of years. There is some consolation though.. there are some affordable programs in New York (Brooklyn College, Long Island University, City College). A wise person once wrote that it's best to choose your school to suit your personal needs- and not to fall soley for a brand name.<br /><br /><br /><br />Well...that's all for today's Good Advice/Bad Advice. More to come soon. Let me know if you have any interesting, good, bad, terrible, shocking advice that anyone has given you!<br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div>Unknownnoreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9045923209788654786.post-28834460968404647862008-08-23T20:56:00.006-04:002008-08-26T21:29:25.839-04:00Binge Festival 2008Last night we enjoyed our last performance of <span style="font-weight: bold;">Big Girls Club</span> at the Binge Festival. It was really great to direct Leah's work (and I can't wait to see what else she'll come up with, this isn't the end of <span style="font-weight: bold;">BGC</span>) and in the company of several other talented groups and performers.<br /><br />I really enjoyed watching the other shows and performers, such as Delaney Britt Brewer's <span style="font-weight: bold;">Dying of Consumption</span> (which showcased the exuberant talents of Paul Fears and Vanessa Sparling). <span style="font-weight: bold;">Dying</span> featured a goth brother (Fears) and his wasted grunge sister (Sparling) who bond under odd circumstances.<br /><br />Eric Sanders' <span style="font-weight: bold;">Knife Party/Candle Party</span> was a wicked little concoction involving three different couples who are seduced by a candle/knife saleswoman to the point of self-evisceration. I didn't catch the name of the woman who played the saleswoman but she really left an impression, what with her deadpan delivery of some bizarre lines.<br /><br /><span style="font-weight: bold;">Minerva's Muscles</span> by Bekah Brunsetter was definitely an audience favorite. This little heartwarmer set in the depression featured an almost-Olympian shot-putter (Erin McCarson) whose spirits are lifted by a diminutive happy-go-lucky man (Dane Peterson). We definitely loved Minerva (a spirited and true Big Girl if ever there was).<br /><br />And William Meny's <span style="font-weight: bold;">Turning</span> turned out to be the longest piece of the festival (I believe). Six different couples alternately take turns making terrible decisions in love, including one-night stands, cheating, gay sex, and stalking. Justin Swain did a terrific job juggling the various characters (some of whom seemed to appear out of nowhere) and finding the different notes within the play. ETG really wanted to see his adaptation of Joyce Carol Oates' <span style="font-weight: bold;">The Corn Maiden</span> (part of the Fringe) but we unfortunately missed it. Sorry Justin! We'll be keeping our eye out for Justin's next endeavor (as should you, reader).<br /><br />Oddly enough, Tommy Smith's <span style="font-weight: bold;">The Break-Up</span> was also in the Binge Festival. I say oddly enough because I was the Stage Manager for the original production of the play at The Flea (directed by Sherri Kronfeld featuring The Bats). Watching this different version, under the reins of Jake Witlen, I had the most insane sensation of deja-vous. I think they even used the same knife as the Flea show did!<br /><br />Overall, ETG would like to thank Cole Wimpee and the rest of the Workingman's Clothes Productions Company for inviting us to participate in the Binge Festival! It was definitely fun and exciting.Anonymousnoreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9045923209788654786.post-34553753250227683422008-08-21T22:43:00.008-04:002008-08-23T23:57:30.468-04:00Virtual LoveIt wasn't that long ago that facebook was just a University thing. Back in the day ( say ummm less than four years ago) it was just a tool that our generation started exclusively for ourselves. Of course, facebook has spiraled out of control ( predictably) into a multi-million dollar world networking site that anyone can join at anytime. It's so common now that even avant- garde downtown theater artists are using it!!! I say- the more the merrier! At first I thought the increasing use of facebook, youtube, myspace and blogger by older artists was a tactic reach out to a younger crowd- but I think they are just as addicted as we are. But hey, if that means I can be virtual friends with <a href="http://www.facebook.com/srch.php?nm=siticompany+anne+bogart">Anne Bogart</a>- that's fine with me. <div>Other online goodies that caught my eye this week: <div><a href="http://youngjeanlee.org/blog.html">Young Jean Lee's Blog</a></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(85, 26, 139); text-decoration: underline;"><a href="http://arsnovanyc.com/media/">Ars Nova's Media Page</a></span></div><div><a href="http://jasongrote.blogspot.com/">The Fortress of Jason Grote</a></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div>And of course-go check out ETG's <a href="http://www.youtube.com/user/everywheretheatre">Youtube Channel</a></div><div>And if you haven't already, come <a href="http://www.facebook.com/srch.php?nm=everywheretheatregroup+ny">be our friend on facebook</a> and join our <a href="http://www.facebook.com/group.php?gid=18681744372">group</a>. We almost have 500 members and we ain't got no shame!</div><div><br /></div></div>Unknownnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9045923209788654786.post-81683704567085046652008-08-19T17:33:00.002-04:002008-08-19T17:49:59.866-04:00As the curtains close on adolescent dreams.Today I was thinking of the many different ways in which I could make <a href="http://biggirlsblog.everywheretheatre.org">Big Girls Club</a> into a short film. Flashy, colorful, distorted, horrific. This thought process occurred to me when I was at work screening an awful Spanish language film. As of late I find it harder and harder to balance all of the work in my life. Yet when I see the work that others have done I never think, "oh I could never do that." It's not as if my dreams are unattainable, it's merely a question of what my actual dreams are. Part of myself wants to create work that offers an escape for an audience, a spectacle, a show, not unlike the circus of yesteryear, <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0">something</span> that will give <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1">ordinary</span> people an escape from the trials and untimely boredom of life. An oasis in the sun. However the other part of myself wants to create work that exposes the untimely boredom and trials of life, and finds subtle beauty in them, beauty in the simplest of things. Returning home after a day at work and staring at an empty room. Calling your mother thanking her for her prayers even though you <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2">don't</span> attend church. Or, standing at the crossroads of life and <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3">realizing</span> that fate maybe <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4">doesn't</span> <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5">exist</span>, but you're still along for the ride.Unknownnoreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9045923209788654786.post-39254544748023514112008-08-17T11:04:00.004-04:002008-08-17T11:33:44.182-04:00Robotz!<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiKaaeldFI5qFoGv_0NsqhIE6kEzy9-MUZEDZ1CpUOngEIMYxNkIKOHCaCs3vCZRu9ItNizh1OpOPfYDfVRgIb0N9hsB-LB6MkUTBjdSpoKYALE40Ml6TWID2OHSXh0GBRYmc4ypo1i0nF_/s1600-h/n21101099_30457283_6506.jpg"><img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiKaaeldFI5qFoGv_0NsqhIE6kEzy9-MUZEDZ1CpUOngEIMYxNkIKOHCaCs3vCZRu9ItNizh1OpOPfYDfVRgIb0N9hsB-LB6MkUTBjdSpoKYALE40Ml6TWID2OHSXh0GBRYmc4ypo1i0nF_/s320/n21101099_30457283_6506.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5235506674162692514" /></a>Dear world,<div>I really love robots. I have recently been reading "Do Androids dream of Electric Sheep" "IRobot" and randomly searching robots on the internet. I am also obsessed with the future-not like the future in a literal sense but in an really advanced technological sense. For example, here is a photo of me a couple of years ago, Leah and I had a futuristic party and it was fucking awesome. So i have decided to make a film about robots. I am still in the brainstorming stages but I am thinking it will be about a girl who finds out that she is actually a robot and has been implanted with false memories. Then the mind blowing world of robot technology will be opened to her and she will have cool adventures! I am also currently writing a short play in which leah will play an georgous android and I will be a futuristic androgynous spaceship captain. It's going to be h-o-t.</div>Ktronichttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02828834920300945631noreply@blogger.com0