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Tuesday,
May 31
in the airplane flying
from Seattle to Chicago. Indi's assignment was to make a book from
materials I found on the plane, put a nice story in it, and leave
it for someone to find. The book was made from a torn-out section
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Monday,
May 30 Seattle,
WA. Katherine's birthday! She requested a performance about squirrels.
As it turns out, the campus of University of Washington in Seattle
is currently experiencing a squirrel
infestation. To honor their tenacity, Indi & I sang to the
squirrels. Indi wrote a song for the occasion:
around
the corner / and up in the trees / where they parted the leaves
/ to find the lost treasure / to bring back, back home to you /
because it's your birthday, happy birthday to you... |
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Sunday,
May 29 Seattle,
WA. Three Memories. 12:00 midnight, collaboration with Indi
McCasey, who wanted to leave things for people to find. Installed
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Saturday,
May 28 Seattle,
WA. Queering
Femininity Conference Washington State Convention and Trade Center,
800 Convention place (8th & Pike). I performed The Belted
Lady to a fabulous audience of queer femmes and all of their
allies, friends, and lovers. |
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Friday,
May
27 8:00
PM. Queering Femininity Opening reception and performances at Richard
Hugo House, 1634 Eleventh Avenue Seattle, WA. I performed F&F.
10:30
pm, "The Ladies Room" drag/burlesque cabaret sponsored
by The Queen
Bees. I performed The Belted Lady. The Jewelbox Theatre
at the
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Thursday,
May
26 Seattle,
WA. Mad collaboration with Indi McCasey. First stop: the central
Seattle Public Libary. "The dramatic glass and steel structure
at 1000 Fourth Ave. in the heart of downtown Seattle was chosen
to make the building open and translucent, according to Rem Koolhaas
of OMA, the Dutch architectural firm that designed the building
in a joint venture with LMN Architects of Seattle. Passersby on
the street will be able to look in and see activity on every floor
of the library."
The
building is truly astounding. We walked the spiral up three floors
of stacks and then found that we liked the sign that told us what
the 739 books are. When we found the 739s we got interested in the
first one: The Beginner's Guide to Brass Rubbing. So we
collected some crayons and paper and rubbed the midnight streets
of downtown Seattle. |
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Wednesday,
May 25 Seattle,
WA. The park behind the Good Shepherd Center. Alphabet pasta spelling
out Heat Wave installed in two locations, as if foreshadowing
the local weather. Seattle is breaking temperature records for this
time of year. The locals are complaining, I am ravenously burning
off a long Chicago winter. |
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Tuesday,
May 24
there
they were, stuck in the groove of the El train car. Five sour michigan
cherries. Never mind how pretty a picture they made coordinating with
the stop sign. They are my favorite candy, have been since I was 16
and workng the candy counter at the Cheryl's Hallmark. I started thinking
about how in February I had left snacks behind, hoping that someone
would find and enjoy them. And who am I to refuse perfectly delectable
sour cherries I encounter on my path? So I ate them. |
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Tabitha
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Monday,
May 23 11:30
am, Paint the Town Red! with Chicago
Children's Choir at the Auditorium Theater. I got to join 3,000
children (yes, you read that number correctly) in singing We Shall
Overcome. Children from all over Chicago descended upon the Auditorium
Theater in their red jackets, red sweaters, red vests, red ties, and
sang together. An hour later I walked past the front doors of the
theater, where hours earlier had been a line of yellow school buses,
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Sunday,
May 22 mark
this day in the history books, a group of Katherine's friends (under
the leadership of Erica Mott) managed to throw her a tiny birthday
surprise party. I did a performative toast in the tradition of Slava
Grieshishkin, who always began his toasts, "Ladies and Gentlemen,
I'll be brief..." and then went on to toast for 15 minutes.
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Saturday,
May 21 performance
of F&F following Sassbox rehearsal. Feedback: the song
is disturbing, everyone agrees, but for different reasons and with
differing opinions about whether it belongs in the piece. I think
for myself I need to leave it in and ride it out for a while. |
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Friday,
May 20 Handstand
on a Moving Train. Between the Wilson and Lawrence stops, red
line. It would be interesting to repeat this and see if I could maintain
the handstand without getting caught up in the momentum of the stopping
train. |
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Thursday,
May 19 Ariella
Lake suggested I cut up the 739 Words about Loneliness and
tape them to the inside of the train car while singing the blues.
So I worked on the El from Morse to Fullerton with my scissors and
tape humming along to Lucinda Williams' Something About what Happens
when we Talk. My commute was not long enough to install all 739
words, so I gave the rest in a plastic baggie to Ariella. Her assignment
is to do something with them by the end of this weekend. |
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Wednesday,
May 18 7:00
pm, 7+3+9=19, 1+9=10, 1+0=1. Therefore I did one round
of the following dance: seven forward dive rolls, three forward
falls, nine backward rolls. The two guys in the picture watched
attentively while possibly getting high.
One
is the first number used when counting and therefore it is considered
to have great power; without it there would be no numbering system
as we know it. Every numerical system we are aware of has had one
as its initial starting point. Because one signifies the beginning
of an enterprise, it is very egocentric and prefers to be the center
of attention. One can be happy, loving, romantic, dynamic and charismatic,
but on the downside it can be egotistical, selfish and melodramatic.
-Answers.com
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Tuesday,
May 17 10:00
pm, $7.39 from Fire to Water. Indi said, "I'd like
there to be a trail from something that is fire to something that
is water. 739 pennies are a lot of pennies. But maybe you have $7.39
in change that someone would like to pick up."
I
built a fire in an old cookstove at Pratt Beach. Then I dropped
$7.39 in change from my fire across the sand an into the edge of
Lake Michigan. Audience members seemed intrigued by my firebuilding
and by the clink of change as I crossed their paths on the pavement.
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Monday,
May 16 9:00
pm, 739 Alphabets on a picnic table outside the Lake Shore
School on Pratt. All of the counting I have done has still not translated
into an ability to recognize 739 of something, because I bought 2
bags of alphabets in order to have enough for 739, and ended up using
about 20% of one bag. 739 alphabets actually makes a very small pile.
What attracted the attention of an audience during the making of this
work was the sound of my metal ruler bumping along the ridges of the
picnic table, attempting to straighten the row, because it felt right
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Sunday,
May 15 3:00pm,
Hamlin Park. 739 Fence Posts. Why does the park need containment?
What chaos would ensue if the grass and trees and children baseball
dust were allowed to spill onto the sidewalk? These are the things
I contemplated while making using my saliva-covered finger to make
739 temporary marks on the fence posts. |
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Saturday,
May 14 11:30pm,
Spin nightclub. These Sluts were made for Watching. A benefit
for the Hellcat Hussies' Mobtown Moxie Review Tour. This evening's
performance fulfilled Mr. Izzie Big's performance assignment. After
Nako heroically saved my music, the performance went off and was
bolstered by the support of friends and Chicago Kings veterans.
Thank you to the crew of people who contributed to the making of
this piece: Indi, Cox, Katherine, Anne, Jane, Nako, Jess, EJ, and
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Friday,
May
13 6:00pm, Dance
Center of Columbia College. Drag number coaching session with Kristen
Cox (left). Kristen was simultaneously encouraging and strict. Some
memorable bits of advice: "Don't rush. Let us get to know this
character," "Everyone always thinks you have to take your
clothes off. Forget about that," and "You need different
music. I've seen drag acts ruined by the wrong music."
One
(accidental) revelation about Friday's performance of work in progress:
there are some performance forms that benefit from working in front
of a mirror. Many of you right now are saying, "duh."
But I almost never make a performance by working with a mirror.
I can't say this is a terribly conscious choice, I just generally
don't work that way. However in this case the mirror made this character
and this piece less mysterious to me. I was also challenged by the
possibilities and pitfalls of presenting a character based on my
family and friends in Garneau Construction. I'm not satisfied that
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Thursday,
May 12
8:00pm.
Three Failed Performances about 739. At the Performance Studies
International conference there was a session about failure in performances.
I didn't go to the session but I would like to imagine a discussion
about 1) the times we fail to do something we actually hoped we would
be able to accomplish 2) the times we set out to do something physically
impossible, knowing it's just a matter of time before we fail. Tonight
I tried to count 739 of the following and failed: subway railroad
ties, decorative grass in a planter outside Iggy's, round bumps on
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Wednesday,
May 11 Sassbox
Performance Ensemble made 739 Percussions with me near the
intersection of Broadway and Thorndale, in front of Alice & Friends
Restaurant. |
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Tuesday,
May
10 Talkin'
Back 2: Chicago Youth Respond features works made by Chicago
youth who combined words and pictures to express their creative
voices in workshops led by photographers and writers in programs
sponsored by the Museum of Contemporary Photography, After School
Matters and the Office of Community Arts Partnerships Columbia College
Chicago. Featuring work by students at the Academy of Arts and Technology
Charter School, Beethoven Elementary School, Curie Metropolitan
High School; Herzl Elementary School; Juarez Community Academy;
Providence St. Mel School; Pulaski Community Academy and Sabin Magnet
School.
One
of the works, 1000 Words, was a collaboration between all
7 schools: pictures and text responding to Alejandro Morell's Spilled
Water. I sat and counted 739 of the 1000 words. The first four
words were clear black water table
and the last four words were picture of the
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Monday,
May 9 7:00
pm, Spin nightclub. Dress rehearsal for These Sluts were made
for Watching (May 14).
Saturday's
performance will fulfill an assignment from Mr. Izzie Big (left)
of the Chicago
Kings. The assignment, given in March: within the next 3 months
do a male impersonation/drag act in front of an audience that incorporates
a tutu and a stapler. And do it to a song from the mid 80s- mid
90s.
This
assignment is one of the big stretches of HEAT:05. I have a whole
new respect for the work of drag kings. I feel like I'm exploring
a different art form, and trying not to insult that form. It's funny
because a lot of the drag kings to whom I've spoken about this piece
and my fears around it have been surprised. They say, "what
are you worried about? you perform all the time." So I find
myself in the position of having to articulate the unique aspects
of this performance medium and really explore my own anxieties.
And
I'm doing something I rarely do: asking for help. So thanks to all
of you who are making this piece with me--I'll try not to be too
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Sunday,
May 8
739
Blades of Grass, 6:00 pm, Pratt Beach. Joel talked me
out of making it a couple weeks back, and I think he was right that
it was the wrong time and place. So this time I looked for a more
sheltered space. I chose to place my blades of grass in relationship
to another artist's painting of grass, dedicated to the memory of
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Saturday,
May
7 Growing
a collaborator. When I see Renee (left), I like to say, would you
like to make a performance with me? She always says yes. We discuss
the terms. Who should be in it, where should it happen, what should
we do.
On
Saturday we performed The Little Birdie Song for Renee's
parents, grandparents, and uncle. We did it twice: once as a warmup/refresher,
once with feeling. Natalie joined us for The Itsy Bitsy Spider
and Twinkle Twinkle Little Star. We took a bow after
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Friday,
May
6 performance
assignment from ariella lake: "a seven-hundred-thirty-nine
word email expressing (in whatever form) loneliness.
I
started writing it while waiting for Breakbone Dance Company's show
One to begin. I continued writing it on the train on the
way home. I finshed it at home and got it in just under a midnight
deadline.
In
general I'm too busy to be lonely. I make sure of it.
There
was a time when I could not get busy enough to avoid loneliness.
So I just went thre. I was curious about it. I did it day in and
day out, telling myself, this is what loneliness is. It felt like
a challenge. Like if I could make it through to the other side I'd
never worry about being lonely again. And it's true, I don't.
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Thursday,
May
5
6:00
pm, Columbia College Chicago, in-class presentation to the Senior
Seminar class on "Spirituality and Service."
The
students made a sound performance with me using the number 739.
We divided 739 by the number of participants and then each one took
a metal object and struck it against another metal object for a
total of 739 percussive sounds. We performed the piece in the dark,
and discussed the experience afterward.
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Wednesday,
May 4 #1:
Intersections, 6:00-7:30 at the Chicago Cultural Center.
The name of the program was "Making Your Life a Garage Sale:
Reusing and Recreating Cultural Products, Ideas, and Artifacts"
We explored how film, theater, art, anthropology, and psychoanalysis
contribute to the potential of cultural reuse and regeneration in
our society. Introducing work from the Cultural
Reuse Research Collaborative at Columbia College Chicago, we
went far beyond the concept of blue bagging and tried to entice
audience/participants to rethink their relationships to the castoffs,
rejects, and throw-aways our culture produces. Presentations were
made by Brian Shaw (Theater), Wenhwa T'sao (Film), Nicole Garneau
(OCAP), Andrew Causey (Liberal Education), and Paul Camic (Liberal
Education). The audience was asked to bring a non-food item to the
evening's event that they planned to throw into the trash.
I
made a presentation about how the HEAT:05 project aims to re-investigate,
re-use, re-interperet the cultural, political, and economic phenomenon
that was the 1995 Chicago heat wave disaster. The first HEAT:05
Powerpoint presentation debuted here. The audience joined me in
creating a sound piece to commemorate the 739 heat wave victims.
The people in the room were asked to knock something metal against
something else that was metal 19 times, until we had made 739 percussions.
After
the presentation Maryanne told me that during the 1995 heat wave
she got in the shower and heard through the bathroom window the
sounds of her neighbor discovering his father dead in their apartment.
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Afterward, the audience was invited to go shopping from the items
that had been salvaged from the trash and brought to the event.
Carmello Esterrich used the coffee pot to see how he looked in the
vest he picked up while Wenwha Ts'ao documented the moment.)
#2:
"Gender Fusions" at the Hothouse from 9pm to 1am. A night
of burlesque, kinging, queer cheer & queer color guard, they
called it "a divine extravaganza of transmutation" because
it was both *show* and a public community dialogue about performance,
queerness, and gender. A panel of performers, faculty and staff
members engaged the audience in a discussion before and after the
show. The intent of "Gender Fusions" is to build bridges
between performers & audience, Columbia students & faculty/staff,
Columbia & the queer performance community. The hope is that
the show & dialogue will help to create a stronger, more visible
queer community at Columbia.
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Tuesday,
May
3 8:00
Columbia College in-class performance for Leah Mayers' & Kristen's
Educational Studies class. The students made a sound performance
with me using the number 739. We divided 739 by the number of participants
(11) and then each one took a metal object and struck it against
another metal object 67 times (I did it 69 times), for a total of
739 percussive sounds. We performed the piece in the dark, and the
last sound we heard was a deliberate and disturbing repetitive scrape
along vents. Then everyone took a few minutes to write reflections
on the piece. (Pictured: Emily and Greg).
Alexis
felt the number in her body, each clang representing an individual.
Greg
said our math calculated sounds for a dedication; we remember them
all around us.
Leah
wrote about 739 who died and 11 who lived, making a piece that reminded
her of radiators clanking in the middle of winter, pent up and letting
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Monday,
May 2 Silverspace,
1472 N. Milwaukee. Dress rehearsal for "Gender Fusions."
MC Jenna Dalgety (far left) and producer/host/performer Johnny T
(left) ran a pre-show meeting/rehearsal complete with ICE BREAKER!
I think in general we all need to conduct more discussions along
the lines of, if you were a fruit, what would you be? (Me: pomegranate.)
I performed The Belted Lady.
It
was great to take a look at the performances coming up on Wednesday
and have a space to give/get supportive feedback. It's been a long
time since my head space has been filled with thoughts and plans
about how to BE MORE SEXY. It's not that I think I'm not sexy in
general, but after hearing about 50 people tell me I could stand
to push that aspect of The Belted Lady, it's time
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Sunday
, May 1 7:00pm,
Links Hall, Glass Layers Performance Festival.
Glass Layers is an annual
performance festival of work by graduates of Columbia College Chicago's
Interdisciplinary Arts master's program, produced by Nana Shineflug.
I
performed 739 Chances, work in progress toward the adaptation
of Eric Klinenberg's book, Heat Wave: A Social Autopsy of Disaster
in Chicago. |
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