Author: Frank Garrett
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We have been ardent supporters of the arts since our undergraduate days. Last year around this time, a colleague at TheaterJones wrote about seeing over 100 shows, mostly theater, I… more ›
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When Salvador Dalí was asked about Fred Halstead’s fisting classic L.A. Plays Itself showing at MoMA, he is said to have exclaimed, “New information for me.” If, like Dalí, fisting… more ›
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Since starting To the Lighthouse I’d been noticing all kinds of references to subjects and objects, which was prompted chiefly by this passage: Whenever she [Lily] “thought of his [Mr.… more ›
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As many books about the subject can attest, performance art calls into question passed-down notions of identity and subjectivity. At one extreme, the art attempts to dislocate (if not outright… more ›
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Else Lasker-Schüler’s novela The Nights of Tino of Baghdad came to me a couple of weeks ago. It’s free to anyone who subscribes to the Rixdorf Editions newsletter, and it’s… more ›
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“A figure dressed in white, walks along the white line in the middle of the highway. He becomes visible only when sporadically lit by the headlights of on-coming cars.” From… more ›
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Here are three literary gems that I’ve enjoyed immensely over the past few weeks: two slender books and a slender 80-minute film. But don’t let their size fool you. These… more ›
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The best writing sends you down random rabbit holes toward other great writing. Such was the case with a 1940 play by Cao Yu entitled Peking Man, which I first… more ›