Two writers spin original science fiction, and one musician underscores the readings with complementary auditory landscapes. Every other month at the Bryant Lake Bowl. Next show: April 7, 7pm, featuring Eli Effinger-Weintraub and Erik Ostrom. Tickets here. We need to be thinking of the future as a society for a multitude of reasons: we need to…
Jan 26, 2019 on Lake Harriet, I remounted Literary Dev(ICE) on behalf of Art Shanty Projects at the Kite Festival. Thank you for coming out for the kites, hanging out with the flags, taking part in the events, contributing to ASP, and listening to haunting poems (12:45pm & 1:45pm) at Ghost of the Art Shanty’s…
My family and I went to Cuba for the holidays in December of 2016. We spent some time in Havana, then traveled to Vinales, where we learned from organic tobacco, coffee, sugarcane, and honey growers.
This time of year last year, I was preparing two performance projects for the Art Shanty Projects (ASP). I’d worked with a number of artist friend/collaborator/soulmates on three art shanties for previous years’ projects, and we hadn’t been struck by any particular inspiration for another shanty, but I still wanted to be involved, and saw…
Sleight of Hand
Tobi is an old friend who asked for help documenting some work on a recent show. It involved puppets, so of course I said yes.
Ring Ring Poetry
I received a VERVE grant (a small, spoken word art grant administered by Intermedia Arts) in the Autumn of 2012 to “broadcast” a series of recorded poems written for specific places around the twin cities. The hitch was in the quote marks: the recorded poems are accessible via phone only, using Twilio.com‘s phone technology. The poetry is meant to…
I wrote, produced (designed and created logo, marketing, and costumes), and consulted on the 2017 Fringe Festival production of Gravitational Collapse. Gravitational Collapse was a cerebral sci-fi exploring relationships and the nature of identity. The piece examined how people with different personalities react to a situation in which they cannot remember who they are, using…
Revisited for the first time in quite a while, I’m still in love with this magical theater and its longstanding band of magicians.
Or possibly just another thing to distract me from tasks at hand?