I kept typing and those figures walked off.  I kept typing and wondered if the figures would appear again.  I kept typing.

Dear he, Thank you.

- Neil Postman

Thanks for the music Michael.

The play itself was violent and beautifully horrific at times. There are a few scenes that are very difficult to watch; suddenly your chair is very uncomfortable and the back of the persons head in front of you seems like a new friend. There are some twists to the play but nothing that a veteran culture whore wouldn’t see coming. I take some issue with how blatant the Dottie character is but I loved the interpretation by Christa Coulter. She was meticulous in her facial expressions and not a single muscular effort wasted.

Despite the dark overtones of the play there are some amazing comedic moments through out the piece. Often at the expense of peoples genetalia but a good gates of hell joke should not be wasted.

I must make note of the set design, mise en place, a place for everything and everythign in its place. From the Texas flag magnet on the fridge to a bar beer mirror on the wall, it simply needed to be there.

The play runs until April 27th, if in the Detroit area I implore you to see it. Sunday’s performances are Pay-What-You-Can, for those of you on a budget. Those not on a budget please Pay-What-You-Can and help out local theatre.

As for me, I’ll be at the next opening.

Hit play on both videos below and then pause the one on the left. Wait for the countdown to hit :00 on the right then hit play on the left video and enjoy. It might take you a few tries before you get it in sync.

I’ve been having small conversations about how the labor worker is endangered in this country for a while now. Moreover thanks to technology and necessity there will be a need for more and more knowledge workers. Which we are currently at a deficit, I believe. Mainly because we’ve made it terribly difficult to become a creative knowledge worker. First, its expensive and second, we tend to pinhole a specific discipline and beat them over the head with it. So much so that it begins to dominate their lives. Architects that believe everything is Architecture, because of the very nature of the metaphor. We build relationships and design the very boundaries of our existence, etc… In every discipline as the focus becomes narrower I think a persons entire scope also becomes narrow and they believe that all life subsists of their discipline. Which is an easy correlation to make but we make it at the sacrifice of the myriad of possibilities from every other discipline. Artists love to believe that what they do and what a mathematician does is hugely different. When we know for a fact that both are interrelated. The golden ratio is a prime example as it relates to aesthetics. More over plenty of mathematicians can submit to the idea that a proof can be elegant or even beautiful. Using terms of aesthetics to describe mathematics. Sometimes science becomes more about creativity, rather than logic. Take string theory for example which states that all possibilities exists and are collapsed to a reality by an observer. Granted that being a rather simplistic statement of a particular part of string theory, nonetheless it almost sounds like philosophy rather than physics. These field experts are knowledge workers but they work at a deficit of interdisciplinary knowledge. Which is why collaboration is so important. But what if we were able to collaborate in our own heads as well as with other people. What if an Artist could put down the paint brush and discuss metallurgy or the kazimir effect. Or a chemist having a conversation on color theory or Calvino’s Lightness. What if we found a common ground in our own heads, would it be easier to talk to each other? Would the conversation be good?

By the by, the sauce is good but the urge to buy peroxide soon after paying the bill is eerie.