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Young and Pretty

Lindsey Dillon, Charlie Lyons, Young and Pretty

Sometimes,” I ventured, “it doesn’t occur to boys that their mother was ever young and pretty. . . I couldn’t stand it if you boys were inconsiderate, or thought of her as if she were just somebody who looked after you. You see I was very much in love with your mother once, and I know there’s nobody like her…
Willa Cather, My Ántonia

Theatre History Studies

 

Theatre History Studies, We Players, Shakespeare, Macbeth, Fort Point, site specific theater

 

Well, we’re big rock singers
We got golden fingers
And we’re loved everywhere we go
We sing about beauty and we sing about truth
At ten thousand dollars a show
We take all kinds of pills that give us all kind of thrills
But the thrill we’ve never known
Is the thrill that’ll getcha when you get your picture
On the cover of the Rollin’ Stone
wanna see my picture on the cover
wanna buy five copies for my mother
wanna see my smilin’ face
On the cover of the Rollin’ stone (Theatre History Studies)

Seven Week Charlie

It was humanity’s ability to heal so quickly, by means of babies, which encouraged so many people to think of explosions as show business, as highly theatrical forms of self-expression, and little more.
Kurt Vonnegut, Galápagos

The face lights up

light bulb, art, design, the face lights up

I lean all my weight on the porcelain ledge, I draw my face closer until it touches the mirror. The eyes, nose, and mouth disappear. Nothing is left. Brown wrinkles show on each side of the feverish swelled lips, crevices, mole holes. A silky, white down covers the great slopes of the cheeks, two hairs protrude from the nostrils: it is a geological embossed map. And, in spite of everything, this lunar world is familiar to me. I cannot say I recognize the details. But the whole thing gives me an impression of something seen before which stupefies me: I slip quietly off to sleep.
Jean-Paul Sartre, Nausea

Three Week Charlie

If one feels the need of something grand, something infinite, something that makes one feel aware of God, one need not go far to find it. I think that I see something deeper, more infinite, more eternal than the ocean in the expression of the eyes of a little baby when it wakes in the morning and coos or laughs because it sees the sun shining on its cradle.
Vincent van Gogh

Two Week Charle

When a child is born its sense-organs are brought in contact with the outer world. The waves of sound, heat and light beat upon its feeble body, its sensitive nerve-fibres quiver, the muscles contract and relax in obedience: a gasp, a breath, and in this act a marvelous little engine, of inconceivable delicacy and complexity of construction, unlike any on earth, is hitched to the wheel-work of the Universe.
Nikola Tesla

Chocolate Heads: Riot of Spring

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Riot of Spring: Inspired by realized and imagined rites of spring, this intermedia Chocolate Heads project interpolates “liveness”, seeks communion and finds love. Rehearsed and filmed partially over Zoom and in landmark locations on the Stanford campus, Riot of Spring is a glowing testament to a compelling and irresistible collaboration. Choreography: Aleta Hayes; Director of Photography and Visual Design: Jamie Lyons; Music: Harriet Brown.

Week One Charlie

Lindsey Dillon, Charlie Lyons, Younglove, Portugese WaterDog

A dog reflects the family life. Whoever saw a frisky dog in a gloomy family, or a sad dog in a happy one? Snarling people have snarling dogs, dangerous people have dangerous ones.
Arthur Conan Doyle, The Case-Book of Sherlock Holmes

Riot of Spring Premiere

 
Aleta Hayes, Stanford Arts, Stanford TAPS, Stanford Dance, Windhover
 
And the Spring arose on the garden fair,
Like the Spirit of Love felt everywhere;
And each flower and herb on Earth’s dark breast
Rose from the dreams of its wintry rest.
Percy Bysshe Shelley, The Complete Poems
 
 

Presenting Liveness in the Tech Space

Ethics, Society, & Technology Unconference,
Stanford University, May 13th-14th

 

Presenting Liveness, Ethics, Society, and Technology,Unconference

Presenting Liveness in the Tech Space
with Aleta Hayes, Samer Al-Saber, Jamie Lyons, and Luke Williams.

In the world of Peloton, exercise-at-home apps, and dance classes on Zoom, is physical co-location necessary? Join us for a discussion about the ethics of using digital ecosystems for training performance artists.

Art + Tech: Salon Showcase, Stanford

Art + Tech: Salon Showcase, Stanford

Working at the emerging intersections of Art + Tech

I’ll be appearing at the Art + Tech: Salon Showcase talking about collaborating with Aleta Hayes and Samer Al-Saber as well as with other diverse Stanford artists, faculty, and practitioners working at the emerging intersections of Art and Technology.

Playing with Street Light Globe

 
Vince Evan Pane playing with a discarded Street Lamp Globe… a speculation for some future project.

But, along with the street lamp, everything breathes deceit. It lies all the time, this Nevsky Prospect, but most of all at the time when night heaves its dense mass upon it and sets off the white and pale yellow walls of the houses, when the whole city turns into a rumbling and brilliance, myriads of carriages tumble from the bridges, postillions shout and bounce on their horses, and the devil himself lights the lamps only so as to show everything not as it really looks.
Nikolai Gogol, The Collected Tales of Nikolai Gogol

The Point

The Point, Santa Cruz, surfing, West Cliff

“Benedicto: May your trails be crooked, winding, lonesome, dangerous, leading to the most amazing view. May your mountains rise into and above the clouds. May your rivers flow without end, meandering through pastoral valleys tinkling with bells, past temples and castles and poets towers into a dark primeval forest where tigers belch and monkeys howl, through miasmal and mysterious swamps and down into a desert of red rock, blue mesas, domes and pinnacles and grottos of endless stone, and down again into a deep vast ancient unknown chasm where bars of sunlight blaze on profiled cliffs, where deer walk across the white sand beaches, where storms come and go as lightning clangs upon the high crags, where something strange and more beautiful and more full of wonder than your deepest dreams waits for you — beyond that next turning of the canyon walls.”
Edward Abbey, Desert Solitaire

Wildcat Hill

Wildcat Hill: Edward Weston’s longtime home and studio in Carmel.

Edward Weston, Wildcat Hill

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Is love like art – something always ahead, never quite attained.
Edward Weston

Consumer Value Stores

CVS, Santa Cruz, Telephone Archaeology, payphone, Consumer Value Stores

And George Farr had the town, the earth, the world to himself and his sorrow. Music came faint as a troubling rumor beneath the spring night, sweetened by distance: a longing knowing no ease. (Oh God, oh God!)
At last George Farr gave up trying to see her. He had ‘phoned vainly and time after time, at last the telephone became the end in place of the means: he had forgotten why he wanted to reach her. Finally he told himself that he hated her, that he would go away; finally he was going to as much pains to avoid her as he had been to see her. So he slunk about the streets like a criminal, avoiding her, feeling his his very heart stop when he did occasionally see her unmistakable body from a distance. And at night he lay sleepless and writhing to think of her, then to rise and don a few garments and walk past her darkened house, gazing in slow misery at the room in which he knew she lay, soft and warm, in intimate slumber, then to return to home and bed to dream of her brokenly.
William Faulkner, Soldiers’ Pay
Consumer Value Stores
Santa Cruz

“Traveling in Place”, Stanford Theater and Performance Studies

Upcoming November 19th, 2020: “Traveling in Place”, Stanford Theater and Performance Studies. An online live dance performance project.

traveling in place, stanford dance, stanford arts, zoom performance

 

…what he sought was always something lying ahead, and even if it was a matter of the past it was a past that changed gradually as he advanced on his journey, because the traveller’s past changes according to the route he has followed: not the immediate past, that is, to which each day that goes by adds a day, but the more remote past. Arriving at each new city, the traveller finds again a past of his that he did not know he had: the foreignness of what you no longer are or no longer possess lies in wait for you in foreign, unpossessed places.
Italo Calvino, Invisible Cities

Santa Cruz Halloween 2020

santa cruz, statue, to honor surfing, santa cruz halloween

We make up horrors to help us cope with the real ones.
Stephen King

 

Enclose the Divine

I incorporated a text fragment from one of Euripides’ lost tragedies to an image of an abandoned dollhouse discovered on a sidewalk.  Informally, the piece is called Enclose the Divine.  This work is part of a larger project called IOTA that brings to life the remaining textual fragments of the lost plays of AeschylusSophocles, and Euripides.

euripides, enclose the divine, classical drama, tragedy, theater bay area

The Fragment

What house shaped by builders could enclose the divine form within its enfolding walls?

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