The build-up was there. I'm sitting with Marcee Doherty-Elst as she pauses before rehearsal. She's one of Theater Red's creative directors. They're producing an a Edwin Booth inspired production entitled Seeds of Banquo. Edwin Booth? Booth rings a bell. That surname echoes through the collective memory held by our history. It rings present to this... Continue Reading →
Connoisseur Culture, Get Shaved, Bare Knuckle Barbery
I bet you think you know the secrets to the perfect shave: one of those 7 blade self-gyrating plastic razors and some electric turqoise gel goop; It's not your fault, you just havn't come across Bare Knuckle Barbery yet. Oh, it's the lather! And just as important as using natural shaving cream, is the... Continue Reading →
Alternate Resolution, Hide House, Philip Atilano
Painted canvases quietly commanded a foyer wall in what used to be a tannery docking bay, now the entry way of Hide House Building 9. Philip Atilano, stands at a table solo across from the works. There are not many people at the Hide House edition of Bay View Gallery Night, at least... Continue Reading →
Hands That Move, Helene Fischman, Draw Write Here
Memories quickly rushed back, drawn out by the arrangement of the tables. The large compressed wood rectangles with table legs, touching end-to-end, have plastic chairs tightly spaced underneath them. Adults sitting on them nearly hip to hip. Utensils for writing, marking, and sketching stand in cups, some lay resting on the table's flat surface. Paper... Continue Reading →
Climate Control, Uprooted Theatre, Suddenly Last Summer
Down in the Bayou, Violet Venable's (Marti Gobel) genteel Victorian sensibilities cling to changing times. Her son Sebastian, the apple of her eye, her muse, her poet, anchors their impenetrable blood alliance, rooted in his artist talent and the rush of collecting graces available only to those with penchant for the niceties of high art... Continue Reading →