belle benfield
My friend, Belle Benfield just graduated with her MA in Fine Art. She’s a pretty spectacular person, and that’s reflected in her art. Check her out at www.bellebenfield.com
Here’s a taste:
My friend, Belle Benfield just graduated with her MA in Fine Art. She’s a pretty spectacular person, and that’s reflected in her art. Check her out at www.bellebenfield.com
Here’s a taste:
Freedom of speech is such a weird thing. Every time I write something on this blog, I wonder if it’s going to come back and haunt me some day. That could be my over inflated sense of ego, or my extreme concern for not wanting to hurt others feelings. Either way, I do criticize and make political points here from time to time. Everyone has a right to voice her/his opinion.
Still, the ever flowing venom that oozes from many bloggers’ fingertips as they type feels like reality television. People create all these dramas, trash other bloggers, reporters and people (read: celebrities) to drive traffic to their sites. I get it: the more drama there is, the more likely people are to watch/read. But, if Jon & Kate Plus 8 has taught us anything (I almost linked to their website, and stopped myself because this is exactly the kind of dehumanization I wish to subside), we’ve learned people are tired of it. We understand it’s all orchestrated. I hope we do, at least. The backbiting and underhanded writing about people in our own artistic communities is overly political, divisive and childish.
There, of course, is plenty of room for constructive criticism in all aspects of life. This blog, I hope, represents that. We are in an age where we are more interconnected than ever before. When we trash our fellow human beings, we really trash ourselves. I know this touchy-feely blogging may sound cheesy or lame. Fine. The anger that these other venomous blogs bring up in the community at large are not what I wish to put out there.
There’s an old adage: Inside of me there are two dogs. One dog is vicious and destructive. The other is gentle and kind. The vicious dog constantly fights the kind dog. Which dog wins? Answer – the one I feed the most.
Here’s some beauties encouraging and enlightening the collective kind dog:
Ashley Austin’s blog explores all things graphic and crafty.
http://lovelypiecesdesign.blogspot.com

The Hart sisters update on good foods they enjoy and create.
http://www.mousebouche.blogspot.com
And, Qui Nguyen muses on play writing, his theatre company, Vampire Cowboys, and thoughts to his unborn son (who’s now joyfully joined us in this world!).
http://beyondabsurdity.blogspot.com

These places celebrate creativity and don’t stir up drama for drama’s sake. I like the freshness of what they share, and I hope as I continue to follow them they feed my own creativity in exciting ways.
Reluctantly, I recently joined Tumblr. “Another social networking site, really?” Surprisingly, I’m finding it tons of fun. As they self-profess, Tumblr is more of a scrapbook than a typical rant and rave blog. It also allows the user to re-blog and favorite items so they automatically appear in one’s own Tumblr feed. I’ve just started playing there, but every day I find my eyes exploding from the visual candied popcorn appearing in my feed (which dog do you feed?).
I know there’s negativity everywhere, and we can all say what we want. That’s how it works, and I wouldn’t have it any other way. All in all, though, this sharing style is more up my ally. All I can do is work on myself, but in the mean time I’ll attempt to keep the positivity high here in hopes of creating a better world in which we can all help the kind dog win in the end.
It’s my birthday, and after the horrible stuff on the news the past couple of days, I’ve been advised to take a “No News Day.” Basically, I’m preventing myself from watching news on T.V. or the internet for the day. Not reading it, either, unless I see catastrophic headline along the lines of 9/11.
It’s been a great day so far. Had breakfast with my love, went shoe shopping and got an awesome new pair of kicks:
Came back to the neighborhood, and my sister bought me lunch at a new Thai spot, Pagoda, and dessert (here I am with my nephew at Fortunato Brothers):
Then, I returned home.
I turned on the computer, and I was almost shaking. Tricky when trying to avoid the news. Links are all over Facebook, forget about it when turning on Twitter, and my tabs are all open to various news organizations websites.
I was determined to not consume new news. So, to whom did I turn?
That’s right…the one man who is the news, but isn’t:
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Thanks, Mr. Stewart, for brightening my day, putting it all in perspective, and giving me a taste of the news without actually watching it. You helped make this birthday a happy one.
Tonight, I look forward to continuing the happiness with SUBTERRANEAN, terraNOVA Collective’s monthly variety night. Carlos Andrés Gómez and Rebecca Hart & the Sexy Children play tonight’s event, which is doubling as my birthday party.
Whew. Who’d have thought I’d make it this far?
35.
I wrote this on Facebook as part of terraNOVA Collective’s $10 toward $10K campaign:
Six years ago, terraNOVA Collective experienced a resurgence with the production of my play BABY STEPS, which played in the The Lion in Theatre Row. Since then, the company grew and began many programs including the annual soloNOVA Arts Festival, which celebrates the best in solo performers and visual artists, Groundbreakers, a developmental program for new plays & playwrights, a Touring Wing, bringing the best terraNOVA has to offer to universities and presenters across the USA, and now a Musical Theater Development program.
I am very proud of all the work we’ve done. It’s hard work sustaining a not-for-profit theatre organization in New York City – especially in the current economic climate. It’s terrifying, sometimes, in fact. Still there are so many people who are supportive. We just brought on a managing director and literary manager for the first time. We grew our board of directors this season by 6 people, and they’ve been extremely helpful in generating more interest and support for terraNOVA. We also started a residency in the DR2 Theatre this past fall; our partnership with this wonderful organization has been a great experience, and we’re looking forward to seeing it grow.
Still, with times being what they are, we find ourselves falling short. terraNOVA still needs $10K to make it through into this next season. It’s always a conundrum, asking friends, family and colleagues for money. Any not-for-profit’s base is made up primarily from its individual donors, and we’re very fortunate to have that kind of contribution. It’s been difficult to reach out to individuals this year because we’re not the only ones hurting – our base is feeling it quite intensely, too. We looked at this gap and realized that we weren’t going to close it by asking 20 people to give $500…or 10 people to give $1000. No one’s got that kind of cash to blow right now. It hit us – why not ask our base to give what they can? I don’t have much, but I can give $10. Most of the people who make up our base are like me, so we’re reaching out in a tight time to see if our friends, family and colleagues can help us get through this tight time.
It’s only 10 bucks, but it’ll help more than you can imagine.
Very best,
James (JD) Carter
Associate Artistic Director & soloNOVA Lead Curator
terraNOVA Collective
More information on terraNOVA can be found at http://www.terranovacollective.org
I saw a great show last night. It’s actually the second time I’ve seen it. “The Absence of Magic,” written and performed by the always amazing Eric Davis (Red Bastard), is one of the best solo shows I’ve seen all year…and I curate a solo arts festival. It’s playing as part of the NY Clown Theatre Festival, also produced by Mr. Davis, his partner, Audrey Crabtree and The Brick Theater.
I first saw “Absence” about a year ago, in the same space, and since then, the show’s gotten tighter, funnier and more poignant. It’s a grand ride into the mind of a nameless Clown who searches for the “Glove of Never-ending Awesomeness.” It places The Clown with us in a theater, a proverbial prison. He’s trapped, and so are we. The Audience doesn’t just become interactive with the clown; it becomes part of The Clown’s existential journey. But unlike desperate existential stories seen before, hope permeates the play.
“The Absence of Magic” is an ironic title, for it is the opposite of what occurs for 70 minutes in this tiny, black-box theater located just off the Lorimer stop on the L Train. Between spouts of confusion, fear, anger, frustration and absurdity intersect joy, love, happiness and optimism. The Audience laughs at The Clown, and as soon as it does, it piques his interest in The Audience, which becomes part of the show. Some of the bits are typical ones we’ve seen in tons of shows before. But this experience is different. Instead of just using The Audience for a laugh, The Clown really utilizes them to find what he wants: Never-ending Awesomeness. It’s in these gaps of forgetting the propetual fearful state in which he exists that he enjoys the journey. He forgets about his neurotic fear of bones strewn about the stage (presumably, from a previous long gone cell mate), the possibility of escape by the horse that rides through every ten days, the huge ball of wire he insists is a conch shell and The Voice from above that talks to him but The Audience cannot hear. When he lets go of toiling over the quest, he is free. The instant he stops playing, he remembers he’s trapped. Exhausted, toward the end of the play, he declares, “It is the petty things that wear you down, really.” Letting go of the pettiness and, instead, embracing the play(ing), The Audience leaves, rewarded with a little bit of magic.
And, such is life.
Check it out. It’s got two more shows this weekend. Ten bucks. It’s worth more.
ABSENCE OF MAGIC Eric Davis
Written by Eric Davis and Sue Morrison
Directed by Sue Morrison
www.redbastard.com
Eric Davis stars as a bone-thin cantankerous clown, whose neurotic endeavors run the gamut of comic expression. Wildly impish one moment, pathetically gutless the next, he answers the call to an epic adventure only to find himself stranded in a cave for 100,000 years. Surrounded by the skeletons of failed attempts, he must now conquer a disembodied voice as this unlikely hero fends off monsters, struggles to make a name for himself and quests to find the Glove of Never Ending Awesomeness.
Sat., Sept. 16 at 8:30 PM
Sun., Sept. 17 at 2:30 PM
70 minutes