Don't save the World, Save yourself

The Yes Man's latest invention: Survivaball

passing

I lost a family member I didn't know very well. I grieve for my family members that I do know very well.

You never feel so far away from home as when you can't comfort the ones who need it with an embrace.

To those born later

from Bertoldt Brecht’s “To those born later”;

I came to the cities in a time of disorder

When hunger ruled.

I came among men in a time of uprising

And I revolted with them.

So the time passed away

Which on earth was given me.

I ate my food between massacres.

The shadow of murder lay upon my sleep.

And when I loved, I love with indifference.

I looked upon nature with impatience.

So the time passed away

Which on earth was given me.

In my time streets led to the quicksand.

Speech betrayed me to the slaughterer.

There was little I could do. But without me

The rulers would have been more secure.

This was my hope.

Reading People's Mind - wait for the Q&A at the end

Usman Haque lecture in NYC

If you're in New York, you might be interested in Usman Haque's lecture at Parsons Art, Media, and Technology Lab:

Vast, floating clouds of helium balloons illuminated by LEDs—whose color you can change by calling them on your cell?! Floating skyscraper silhouettes held down by hundreds of people whose collective force modulates the light bubbling up the structure. An immense fountains on a beach brilliantly lit from within by visualizations of hundreds of thousands of vistors’s voices. Who did these things? Usman Haque.

When: Wednesday September 16 2009, 6:30pm

Where: Parsons the New School for Design, 2 W 13th St. 10th Floor

Medea at Le Petit Versailles

This is the show that I am currently in. I goes up on September 17-26. It is a production of Medea set in an actual garden called Le Petite Versailles on the lower eastside.

Here is the website: http://lpvtv.blogspot.com/

Robot arm, makes me very amazed and uncomfortable

Hours of Oddity

missing optimism...

Today, I woke with a bit of optimism missing.

I couldn't find it anywhere.

I checked under the bed, in my underwear drawer, amongst my shoes and in the jewelry box.

I rummaged through my cubbard, in the fruit bowl and within the refridgerator.

I looked in the medicine cabinet and down the drain that was full of hair from my bath the night before.

But it wasn't there.

Everyday I miss it less. Should that scare me?

Dance around the world - The Big Picture - Boston.com

Dance around the world - The Big Picture - Boston.com

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That lovely crazy man

This morning I woke in a foul mood. One of those moods where you visualize punching, slapping or viciously word-whipping the people that have offended you in your life and then imagine walking away with righteous dignity and pride as a choir sings in exalting tones.

I delved deeper into the inventive and slightly undignified ways I could enact my vengeance as I rode the subway to work this morning. But then, at Brooklyn Bridge stop on the 5 express train, as we pulled away from the platform, there was an old grey bearded homeless man in a trench coat on the platform elaborately waving the train away, as if he was the platform conductor. It was a simple action that he was completely physically vested in even though it was completely useless as the train was already moving away.

My face broke into a smile and I felt myself giggle. His intentions were so kind and helpful and yet so unecessary.

Sometimes all it takes is a little dirty crazy man waving you on from a train platform.

Albert Einstein

My religion consists of a humble admiration of the illimitable superior spirit who reveals himself in the slight details we are able to perceive with our frail and feeble mind. - Albert Einstein

The New Wheel...

The next thing I want to explore for Live Theater

The 2009 Venice Biennale - The Big Picture - Boston.com

The 2009 Venice Biennale - The Big Picture - Boston.com

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