Posts Tagged ‘Art’

The prevailing feeling of war, maybe more than fear or dread, is exhaustion.  More than a decade into the longest and most wearying armed conflicts in U.S. history, M. Craig Getting directs a heart-breaking adaptation of the western world’s very oldest war story: An Iliad, at the Lantern Theater.


There’s seven weeks left in an annus horribilis for the record books, a relentless, daily reminder that the world is not okay, has maybe never been okay, is maybe never going to be okay. The world is not good, but there are still good things in it, and it’s vital that we find them and experience them while we can.

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for-colored-girls-coverIt is 1999, and Debra Ann Byrd wants to talk to me. We’re on a break from rehearsal of Ntozake Shange’s for colored girls who have considered suicide / when the rainbow is enuf, which I am directing. We go into an empty classroom and sit down in two ancient institutional metal desk-chairs. She looks at me with compassion and trepidation and says “the thing you’ve got to understand about this shit is: it happens.”

I nod attentively, blinking. I am twenty years old and I have no idea what she means. She’s talking about the words she’ll speak in rehearsal today:

        we cd even have em over for dinner/
        & get raped in our own houses/
        by invitation/
        a friend

Debra Ann tries again. “You’d be sitting there, enjoying the evening with your friend and…” here, a silence as she tries to launch a word that can get from her heart to mine. Instead, she sighs.


I need a break from thinking about politics and our corrupt social order for a little while, and so I’m going to spend a little while writing about Batman, in a way that is inspired by current events.  In particular, recently I was trying to imagine how some editor at DC might be like, “Oh, we’ve got to tie the Batman comics into what’s going on in Ferguson and around the country right now,” in some misguided attempted to be relevant to modern politics.  I think this is a terrible idea, for reasons relating to my interpretations of Batman, and I may get to those reasons at some point, but first I am going to lay out some of my theories about how to look at a fictional character LIKE Batman.


I’m going to wax pretentious here for a little while, and I hope you’ll bear with me.  There’s going to be a lot of “this is what MY philosophy is,” which I think is a kind of navel-gazey way of dealing with art in the best case scenario, and at worst is just a pretty insufferable thing to have to hear.  But I’ve got a point that I hope to get to by the end, which I think is worth sitting through the bullshit, so if you’ll forgive me, I’m going to dive right in:

I don’t believe that art is constituted of objects.


[A new submission by Jennifer Culp.   Jennifer Culp is a metalsmith; she earned a B.F.A. with a concentration in Jewelry and Metalsmithing in Spring 2009. Her website (which is still in progress but has lots of pretty pictures) can be viewed here:]

EndOfTheWeekKevin Reaves’s small-scale automatons are motionless and lifeless, but speak eloquently about the condition of individuals in the modern American workforce. “I feel like our society is so damn automated,” says Reaves. “Working in retail, the public just seems so robotic.”