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Five Presidents at Bay Street Theater

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The fun of watching the new play Five Presidents in its East Coast premiere at Bay Street Theater in Sag Harbor is knowing the history moving forward from the momentous day April 27, 1994, when the most exclusive club in the world, consisting of living presidents, comes together in a suite preparing for the funeral of one of their own, Richard Nixon. Under Mark Clements' fine direction, first Gerald Ford (John Bolger), who is on the wagon but circles the bar like a vulture, then Jimmy Carter (Martin L'Herault), who gets a tall pour of Scotch from his predecessor, then a slicked-wigged Ronald Reagan (Steve Sheridan), George Herbert Walker Bush (Mark Jacoby) and "the new guy," Bill Clinton (Brit Whittle), arrive one by one swapping stories about women they have nailed, the conflicts of going to war and sending young men and women to die, the economy, a rehash of everything you know about their presidencies meshed with their individual personalities and leavened by liquor. As these were the years before the name Monica Lewinsky entered the public consciousness, the name Gennifer Flowers is a reminder of that president's pre-election dalliance. A Reagan verging on his famed senescence speaks inappropriately of a particular intimate act with Marilyn Monroe.

Rick Cleveland's writing, honed on television's The West Wing and House of Cards, is first-rate, and if one were to quibble with this entertaining evening in the theater, it would be to point out the lack of narrative drive. Five Presidents is a situation missing a plot. Ford is not going to change his mind about delivering a eulogy for the man he pardoned. And Kissinger will take his spot on the program. On opening night, last Saturday after a triumphant week for President Obama, his brilliant eulogy for Pastor Clementa Pinckney in Charleston, his rendition of "Amazing Grace," the Supreme Court's acceptance of gay marriage, the crowd including Terence McNally, David Margolick, and many others could imagine how the scene would go if George W. Bush and Obama were included in the play's festive grief for a fallen, and tragically flawed, president.

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Interview with the Curator of Art Basel's Public Art Sector 'Parcours' (VIDEO)

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With its Parcours sector, the art fair Art Basel in Basel (Switzerland) each year transforms a district of the city into a place where public art is presented. The sixth edition of Parcours had its focus on the area around Münsterplatz, next to the iconic Basel Cathedral. Parcours has for the third time been curated by Florence Derieux, Director of FRAC Champagne-Ardenne. In this video, we have a look at some of the 23 projects, and Florence Derieux provides us with information about this year's edition and the Parcours sector in general.



The 2015 edition of Parcours featured 23 site-specific artworks by internationally renowned as well as emerging artists, the biggest selection to date, including works by Adriano Costa, Alicia Framis, Alicja Kwade, Nate Lowman, Jonathan Monk, Vik Muniz, Peter Regli, David Renggli, Ugo Rondinone, Yves Scherer, Lara Schnitger, Alyson Shotz, and Daniel Silver.

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Vik Muniz: Mnemonic Vehicle (Ferrari), 2015.

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Why I Burned and Buried The Confederate Flag -- And America Should, Too

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We are in very troubled times. This story started many scores ago and was penned by the founding fathers, many of whom may have known of the toxic contradictions that would poison the future of this great land. From a failed Reconstruction, a compromised Civil Rights Movement and a thwarted Black Power Movement to silenced affirmation action and the countless lynchings, occurrences of police brutality and instances of injustices in between, we see the consistent resistance to social respect and justice. We are in haunted times, where race and blackness are debated and presented like magic, tricking our best minds to think we are in a post-racial fantasy. We are in war times, where racial deflection and white supremacy and privilege are on one side, and black poverty, mass incarceration and double-consciousness are on the other. Welcome to The American Civil War II, the war that started way before General Lee was born.

American history is a very complicated story, where the wounds of the Civil War continue to sting even after 150 years, along the lines of geography, race and regional heritage, compromising national healing and sometimes, civility. This tension played out loudly in the late 1990s in South Carolina over the placement of the Confederate flag on the capitol dome. The mass demonstrations and counter-demonstrations across the South showed the gigantic rift in the reading of the Civil War and its associated stories, and how greatly divided we really are as a country and how this war continues.

And with any war, flags are very important signifiers that mark the social, cultural and historical space. While some may believe the Confederate flag is about heritage and not hate, the reality speaks otherwise. This flag can never represent the rich diversity and dynamic heritage of southern folk, where the African-American experience has played a central role. And to continue to fly this flag is not only passive-aggressive and disrespectful, but promotes visual terrorism. And if black people and sympathetic others are not in constant resistance and protest of such symbols, then we run the risk of sending the wrong signal -- that everything is fine and that we don't matter. So we protest.

My protest started by recoloring the Confederate flag black, red and green -- the colors of black nationalism. This was my way of arresting my own anxiety and fear of black erasure, both personal and collective. Also it was the beginning of a political art journey, starting with me showing the recolored flag in a Soho gallery, then Harlem with more variations, then bringing the AfroBattle flag to a KKK rally in Florida, where I realized the great social impact of going beyond the safe walls of the gallery space and how art can shape and inform what can matter most -- identity and its relationship to symbols and community.

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In 2004, I was invited to bring my work to Gettysburg, where I knew this would be a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity to bring the artist voice to a very sensitive subject and to the national stage from one of the most important battlegrounds in American history. And so the project Recoloration Proclamation was born -- an exhibition featuring the installation, "The Proper Way to Hang a Confederate Flag" -- a Confederate flag hanging from a 13-foot gallows. The plan was to have the gallows installation up outside for the duration of the exhibition, following with a "funeral procession" for the flag to the black Union cemetery for "burial."

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This never happened. Once the Sons of Confederate Veterans (SCV) became aware of the exhibition, the politics around the exhibition shifted drastically, creating a direct collision between security issues and free speech. I received death threats. The forceful counter, lead by the SCV, resulted in the work not being allowed to be presented as an outdoor installation as previously planned. This created a crisis in which I had to measure the weight of my work being compromised with the reality of American cultural politics. So in the end, I decided to do a smaller indoor installation -- but I boycotted my show out of protest. Beyond this setback, the work continued.

For the 150th anniversary of the end of Civil War and the conclusion of Recoloration Proclamation, a 15-year multi-media project, I organized "The Confederate Flag: 13 Flag Funerals." This was a funeral/burial group performance in all of the 13 states represented by the 13 stars in the Confederate flag on Memorial Day, May 25, 2015. This lead to the creation of the video poem, "The Confederate Flag: 13 Eulogies" featuring poetic voices from the 13 participating states. These events were intended to finish what I started in Gettysburg and to create a space of ceremonial reflection for the complex desire for the death and burial and perhaps the burning of the Confederate flag as a symbol of terror, treason, supremacy and bearer of the messages that history is rewritable and that Black Lives Don't Matter.

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Then, weeks later, South Carolina happened.

This incident is sadly, not unimaginable, spurred as it was by American racism. The time is now for the Confederate flag to come down in South Carolina, and other states and places where it flies inappropriately. The time is now for federal law prohibiting the use of the Confederate flag in state flags or on governmental property. While taking the flag down is very important, it cannot be a mere consolation prize, for the time is now to address foundational issues with serious strategies that plagues social justice and respect for all Americans.

If we cannot resolve the issue of the Confederate flag, something we can see and touch, how can we as a nation process the complex things we cannot see? If there are cemeteries for Confederates soldiers, then where are the national memorials to the victims and descendants of African slaves who built the economic legacy that this country sits on? What does that say about our country? Or what can we make of the fact that in WWII, Nazi soldier prisoners were often treated better than African-American soldiers by white American soldiers? The Confederate flags flying, the Fergusons, the Eric Gardners and the cases like Baltimore are powerful examples that show there is a consistent lack of respect for black people. And where there is no respect, there is no justice, and then no peace.

So, in the spirit of creative resistance, I am extending the "13 Flag Funerals" project to a countrywide call for the collective burning and burying of the Confederate flag on July 4, 2015. I am asking all Americans to join together on Independence Day to demonstrate that this symbol of slavery, segregation, subjugation and a lost war will not divide us further and that the American Civil War II must come to an end.

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John Sims, a native of Detroit is a multi-media political math artist who creates projects spanning the areas of mathematics, art, text, performance, and political-media activism. He is currently completing, Recoloration Proclamation, 15 year multi-media project featuring: an exhibition of recolored and hanging Confederate flags, a multi-state flag funerals, a play, a documentary film and a CD with 13 black music versions of the song Dixie. He lives and works Sarasota, Fl.

www.johnsimsprojects.com

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The Sexy Spirituality of Tattoos

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Spiritual tattoos are so hip I can only conclude that belief in a higher power is a lot sexier than it used to be.

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(Photos courtesy of Dollar Photos and Lila Rasa Brown)

Once upon a time, a tattoo was a sign of an outlaw or an outlaw wannabe. And at the same time -- in this country at least -- outward signs of faith or references to God were often thought hopelessly dorky and prudish.

Both of those attitudes have radically changed. Now tattoos are often a statement of faith. And spiritual tattoos are so hip that it seems belief in a higher power is a lot sexier than it used to be.

A Little Personal History
I remember owning a tiny blue Methodist Youth Fellowship lapel pin, but I don't think I ever wore it and never felt the slightest urge to have it tattooed on my back. Nor would I have joined my high school's Bible club: much too uncool. (i.e., not sexy.)

And so I watch with fascination as enormous religious/spiritual images bloom on so many people's bodies.

The current tattoo culture, which began to rise in the 1970s, is one place where the intersection of sex and religion vividly displays itself -- millions of times -- to the world.

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The Cool Church that Donated Tattoos
In Winston-Salem, NC, New Church has used tattoos as a metaphoric theme for a series of programs. A flyer went out to the general community announcing the giveaway of two gift certificates for a tattoo. Bryan Tabb, the church's music leader/creative arts director, said:

We'll do anything but sin to reach people with the gospel of Jesus... (And yet) we're not as edgy as this makes us sound.


This is a church that teaches the inerrancy of the Bible.

The ministry was reaching out to people it might not otherwise attract including the disenfranchised, said C.W. Eldridge, founder of Tattoo Archive. This tattoo shop and museum moved to Winston-Salem seven years ago, after a start in 1980 in Berkeley, CA. It's one of about 20 tattoo museums in North America.

When the local paper wrote about its arrival, there were angry letters to the editor for about a week, Eldridge said, asking why the paper would write about something they considered blasphemy.

The very word (tattoo) is a hot button.

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A Hot Topic
Not everyone agrees that tattoos and spirituality go together. The religious are polarized on whether the images are a good idea. The no-ink crowd points to a verse in Leviticus saying not to mark the body. The pro-ink people interpret that differently. Read in context, according to sacredink.net, this verse is telling Israelites not to take up the particular tattooing practices of other religious groups of the time.

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The Ink of "Alternative" Religions
Freeman, a Pagan priest and Hermeticist, responded to a Twitter call I sent asking to speak with people with religious or spiritual tattoos. He does not see his three images -- including an eight-pointed star with red serpent entwined -- as primarily decorative.

And yet --

My spiritual path includes sacred and magical sex... I don't automatically associate tattoos with attraction, but many of them are sexy, depending on style and placement.


His own images represent his commitment and they encourage him.

The one on my thigh, especially (the star) reminds me how long I have been on this Way, and has perked me up out of the dumps a number of times.


Pacific Druid Gary Sell had plans to get three tattoos, beginning with a full back image of a Juniper tree to infuse its magical properties into his essence...

Juniper has aspects of protection, love, anti-theft, and health. I'm combining the aspects to protect my heart from theft, to stop me from wounding the heart of anyone, and to bring me joy and happiness in my life... Trees are a big part of my spirituality as a Druid, so the beauty and connection I feel with them is reflected in this art... I definitely find tattoos attractive.


And from yoga teacher Lila Rasa Brown:

I have about 17 pieces on my body, and I love how they tell a story of my life... Many of the pieces are obviously spiritual, such as that of the goddess Durga, the fierce warrior goddess who's also the mother of the universe, the one who holds things in balance... I definitely think tattoos are sexy (depending on what the images are), on men or women. Many of mine do represent a reclaiming of my own divine feminine energy and power...


Celebrity Tats
Most visibly, the celebrity world flashes spiritual tattoos. Soccer star David Beckham sports four Christian tats on his toned muscles, as well as quotes in Hindi (or Sanskrit) and Hebrew, according to frisky.com. Definitely sexy! It's probably safe to say he wouldn't go around wearing a church school perfect attendance pin on a shirt; to do so would announce belief just as effectively but detract from his edgy allure.

It May Be Hip But It Hurts
Getting a tattoo is painful. The experience could be treated as a religious rite of a passage, the willingness to suffer for one's beliefs. But wearing a religious symbol (one that's more flamboyant than a tiny gold cross) doesn't lead to the the pain of being considered uncool. So tat believers are inking up with all kinds of faith icons -- to gain an amulet of protection or a constant spiritual awareness, to make a statement, to belong -- and they're at no risk of seeming undateable by doing so.

(Peggy Payne's novels -- Sister India, Cobalt Blue, and Revelation -- are set at the intersection of sex and spirituality.)

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The Politics of the Fourth of July From Musical Theatre

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As we approach the celebration of America's 239th year of independence, Americans can learn about their revolutionary past from many sources, including an unexpected one: musical theatre.

The intersection between politics and musical theatre is small, indeed. One current anomaly is the hottest show in New York City, even though it does not open on Broadway until July 15. Hamilton, the creation of Lin-Manuel Miranda, opened to near-universal raves off-Broadway, and it relies on historian Ron Chernow's important biography of Alexander Hamilton.

Some 46 years ago, another musical set in the eighteenth century opened to acclaim, capturing the Tony Award for best musical. Set primarily in Philadelphia's Independence Hall, 1776 tells the story of the fateful weeks leading up to the writing and ratification of the Declaration of Independence by the Second Continental Congress. Given this thumbnail description, one might expect either a ponderous or puffed treatment of those tumultuous days.

Surprisingly, however, the show's enduring popularity (it was also made into a film in 1972 with most of the original stage cast, including the estimable William Daniels in the starring role of John Adams) attests to the skill and dexterity of its authors. Yes, historical figures depicted on stage burst into song from time to time, and while that art form may turn aside some, those who accept the conceit -- which is, after all, the conceit of all musical theatre -- find real meat on the historical bones of this show.

(Disclaimer: I am both a political scientist who has written some on the founding period, and currently have a small role in Central New York's Cortland Repertory Theatre company's production of 1776. Fittingly, its final performance is July 4.)

The play's representation of the central characters reflects their historical personas: for example, we learn at the outset that John Adams is "obnoxious and disliked," as indeed he was. Maryland's Samuel Chase was discourteously dubbed "bacon-face" by his congressional colleagues, owing to his girth and prodigious appetite. Rhode Island delegate Stephen Hopkins was a prodigious drinker, and so on.

Beyond this, however, the production includes extended discussions of the key issues at stake -- many of which continue to bedevil the country today. Commander-in-Chief George Washington's numerous gloomy dispatches about the abysmal condition of his military in the face of superior British forces were enough to "depress a hyena," as Delaware's Thomas McKean lamented. When Adams wails at the top of the show, "By God I have had this Congress!" it could just as easily be Barack Obama speaking in 2015.

During a scene when Declaration chief author Thomas Jefferson is defending the document to skeptical Pennsylvania delegate John Dickinson, who asserts that America lacks the right to rebel, Jefferson counters by citing British political thinker John Locke's contract theory of governance (whose writing profoundly influenced Jefferson): "When a king becomes a tyrant he thereby breaks the contract binding his subjects to him."

Income inequality and the privilege of wealth inflame passions when Dickinson defends the influence of wealthy elites in a nation of relative poverty. Congress's President John Hancock notes that the body's conservatives are unlikely to marshal much support in the country because "there are not enough men of property in America to dictate policy." "Perhaps not," Dickinson retorts, "but don't forget that most men with nothing would rather protect the possibility of becoming rich than face the reality of being poor. And that is why they will follow us." Koch brothers, anyone?

States' rights and the relative balance of state versus national power sparks an exchange between delegates when South Carolina's Edward Rutledge asks John Adams what the goal is beyond achieving independence. "We intend to become one nation," Adams replies, to which Rutledge expresses his preference for "a nation of sovereign states, united for our mutual protection, but separate for our individual pursuits." Preference for a weak national government finds expression in the nation's first constitution, the Articles of Confederation (1777). Yet that document's manifest weaknesses lead to its eclipse by the document of 1787, that far exceeded Rutledge's call for a limited national government. Last week's historic Supreme Court rulings on the Affordable Care Act and same sex marriage are but the most recent examples of the continuing struggle over federal versus state power.

Most centrally, the debate over the Declaration's wording leads to the climactic moment in the show when the southern delegates walk out in protest of wording in the document condemning slavery. That near-rupture was staved off by the wording's excision. Obviously, slavery would continue to cast its shadow over the country until the bloody Civil War finally ended the practice. As we know today, of course, it hardly ended the pall of fractured race relations which continue to rile our politics.

Finally, musical theatre is a distinctly American phenomenon. The mix of drama, historical text, humor and stirring music in 1776 gives a life to our past in a way that the likes of Ben Franklin might have appreciated, if not enjoyed.

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Aisle View: Backstage Coming of Age

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Michael Urie, Patti LuPone, Lance Coadie Williams, Dale Soules
and Zoë Winters in
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Douglas Carter Beane, of Cinderella and The Nance, has returned to his small-town Pennsylvania roots to give us a coming-of-age comedy, Shows for Days. Coming-of-age comedies are not altogether rare, and the sub-genre of backstage coming-of-age comedies was recently visited with Lincoln Center Theater's bountiful adaptation of Moss Hart's Act One. That was a bigger production at the Vivian Beaumont, upstairs from the Newhouse (where Shows for Days is playing). Bigger doesn't necessarily mean better. In this case, though, smaller means less full and less rich.

Shows for Days is closer, in style and genre, to Joseph Stein's 1963 adaptation of Carl Reiner's Enter Laughing. But that play--which launched the acting career of Alan Arkin and the directing career of Gene Saks--offered what the New York Times critic of the day described as continuous "side-splitting laughs." Shows for Days is amusing, gentle and--oddly enough--makes us nostalgic for the dark days of 1973. It is not, though, funny enough or poignant enough; it is also somewhat underpopulated. When the troupe puts on Peter Pan, the entire cast seems composed of Peter, Hook, Tiger Lily, Nana, one of the Darling Boys and Patti LuPone. Not nearly enough.

Car (Michael Urie) stands in for Car(ter) Beane himself. He wanders into downtown Reading, PA to help out a community theatre group. Drafted into playing a role, he quickly becomes part of the Prometheus Players. (In his closing speech, Car discloses that parts of the play are based on fact, and that Prometheus was really Reading's Genesius Theatre, now in its 45th season.) The place is run by Irene (Patti LuPone), a stereotypically flamboyant actress whose off-Broadway roots turn out to be phony. Her assistant and all-round factotum is Sid (Dale Soules), another stereotype who walks around with a sledge hammer and has what the folks over at Fun Home refer to as a "ring of keys." The leading (and only) actor in the company is Clive (Lance Coadie Williams) a stereotypically campy black man who is sleeping with a white, Republican bigot.
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Michael Urie and Dale Soules in Shows for Days. Photo: Joan Marcus

The other two characters are more generic than stereotypical: Maria (Zoë Winters), a not-so-bright younger-than-LuPone actress who wants them to schedule Murray Schisgal's Luv; and Damien (Jordan Dean), a waiter who joins the company and quickly beds Irene. The action follows the fourteen-year-old hero as he finds a home with the group, writes a comedy for them, and is seduced by the nineteen-year-old Damien. (Onstage, behind a screen.) This is treated with jokes and sniggers, the older characters placing bets on just what will happen to young Car and how quickly.

One expects that this incident is autobiographical and accurate. I can only say that in that same 1973, I was a teenager working in summer stock--not in Reading, but in Nyack, NY. While that sort of affair might well have been going on, the adults would not have made jokes about it; and publicizing the seduction of a fourteen-year-old boy by an older man would likely have brought the police. We give Beane dramatic license, but there might be some who question this "humorous" plot line upon which the comedy is built.
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Jordan Dean and Michael Urie in Shows for Days. Photo: Joan Marcus

Urie, who ingratiated himself to the theatre community with his delectable performance in Buyer & Cellar, does a fine job straddling between the teenaged Car and what is presumably meant to be the present-day Beane. LuPone is in fine form with a mannered performance as the mannered Irene, sprinkling her pronouncements with bits of not-quite-authentic Yiddish. Soules is pure delight as Sid; if the role is a loving-but-crass stereotype, the actress barrels through the evening like a combination of producer Cheryl Crawford and gruff Paramount character man William Demarest (of "The Miracle of Morgan's Creek" and "My Three Sons"). Soules is a joy, especially to those of us who remember her as a slip-of-a-thing singing "West End Avenue" in Stephen Schwartz's Magic Show back in 1974.

What we get are a lot of laughs, under the direction of Jerry Zaks (returning to the house where he first regaled us with John Guare's House of Blue Leaves and Six Degrees of Separation). Over the course of the evening, though, entertainment is intermittent. The play might well be a close representation of the truth, but that in itself doesn't make it viable. There's a lot of entertainment to be found in backstage farce; Michael Frayn's Noises Off is on the horizon, due at the Roundabout by year's end. Shows for Days, alas, doesn't begin to approach those heights. And what, pray tell, does the title mean?

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Shows for Days , by Douglas Carter Beane, opened June 29, 2015 and continues through August 23 at the Mitzi E. Newhouse Theater

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Theater: Jimmy Awards Light Up Broadway With Teen Talent

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NATIONAL HIGH SCHOOL MUSICAL THEATRE AWARDS *** out of ****
MINSKOFF THEATRE

Summertime may be slow for new shows on Broadway, but it's a great chance for other events to garner attention. The August Wilson Monologue Competition in May spotlights USA's greatest playwright and gives high school kids from around the country a chance to sink their teeth into his work. If you're planning a visit to the city in July, checking out the brand new musicals getting full productions in the New York Musical Theatre Festival from July 7-27 is an absolute must.

And in June, savvy theater buffs check out the talent on display at the National High School Musical Theatre Awards. Hosted by two time Tony winner Michael Cerveris, the awards offer scholarships to deserving winners, give 52 talented teens a chance to be mentored, receive top notch coaching, work with directors and choreographers and then perform numbers on a Broadway stage. But put all that good work aside: it's just a fun evening of entertainment and you invariably spot a star or two of tomorrow. They're nicknamed the Jimmy, in honor of James Nederlander, who has been working in the theater world for 86 years (he started sweeping the floors for his dad when he was 7) and was proudly in attendance.

The evening is split into two parts. In the first half, six groups of performers do medleys of songs from the musical that took them from their local schools to regional competitions to New York City. Numbers are strung together very cleverly, often with two or more actors who tackled Mary Poppins or Doctor Frankenstein or the lead in Big Fish (apparently a big show in high schools last year!) trading off lines in clever ways. Based on this night's entertainment (and a full solo performance by each actor the day before for a panel of judges) six finalists are selected. In the second act, three men and three women do another number and two winners are chosen.

It's a fun night worth every penny, with the money going to fund the evening and all the arts outreach done by the various groups involved with the National High School Musical Theatre Awards. Naturally, the audience is filled with family and friends. Yet it's a shame more casting directors and agents don't flock to the show because there's a lot of talent here. They really should post the solo performances from Sunday of all 52 performers online, not to mention the medleys and solo numbers done live on stage Monday night. Why not showcase their talent as much as possible?

The performers themselves give you hope for musical theater when you realize how much work they put into learning their choreography, the group numbers, the lyrics of the other songs in their medleys AND bits of business to do throughout. All in less than a week. Much credit for the night goes to director Van Kaplan, choreographer Kiesha Lalama and musical director and arranger Michael Moricz, who do a sterling job in a very short amount of time molding these kids into a satisfying ensemble.

I'm not quite sure who to credit for the creative decisions that turn 52 individual performances into a medley. Vast fun is had in transitioning from one song into another, often to humorous effect. Wisely, they focus on turning out a good show, rather than worrying about shortchanging one performer or another. There's simply no good way to showcase three different actors who played the same role and each gets a chance to strut their stuff the day before. Witty moments abound and it's surely a group effort of all involved, though Kaplan's name is at the top as director.

The highlight was unquestionably having the maid in Caroline, Or Change bemoan her job and then having two of the four actresses who played Mary Poppins assure Caroline that "In every job that must be done/ there is an element of fun." Clearly a tremendous effort has been made to give all the actors bits of business: they stay in character even when performing in the ensemble or passing off the baton from one performer to the next, often getting little laughs but never, ever upstaging one another or interfering with the overall flow.

Marla Louissant was the night's standout and won Best Actress for her performance as Caroline, as well as a solo turn doing "I'm Here" from The Color Purple. The judges have a lot more to draw upon when making their choices than the audience but there was no doubting Louissant's talent as an actress and singer. If the new Broadway revival of The Color Purple didn't already have its star, Louissant would be ready to make the leap today, just as a runner up from two years ago jumped right into the West End revival of Miss Saigon.



Anthony Skillman won Best Actor after doing a number from Tarzan and a solo turn from Parade, specifically Frankie's angry soliloquy "It Don't Make Sense." And Skillman proved Tony ready in his endearing acceptance speech, giving a happy shout out to the Supreme Court decision for marriage equality and thanking his parents in the audience in the same breath.

Here's Skillman doing a performance of a medley during one of the regional events leading up to the finals.



Yet they were far from the only story here. I circled six people as locks for the finals (I got three right) and another ten as very promising talents. So more applause for Kylie Lynn Heyman who gave verve to Reno Sweeney of Anything Goes. I was certain she'd be one of the finalists! Travis Anderson was a long-limbed Lord Evelyn Oakleigh, also from Anything Goes (but a different production), creating a full comic performance in about 90 seconds. He was matched by Zac Gottschall's equally winning Horace Vandergelder from Hello, Dolly and Larry McKay's charming J. Pierrepont Finch from How To Succeed.

Marnie Quick made the tricky Bacharach/David tune "Wishin' And Hopin'" seem easy. She too was a deserved finalist. Aleksander Papanastasopoules had by far the best name of the night and was a very good Javert, matched by Evatt Salinger's convincing Jean Valjean. Kamari A. Saxon was the lucky talent who earned a scholarship to attend Carnegie Mellon's pre-College Drama Program. (I wish I'd been able to hear his performance from Violet in full.) Noah Barnes was a natural for Joe Hardy from Damn Yankees he's too handsome and gifted with such a classic, gorgeous Broadway voice (he opened his mouth and filled the Minskoff with ease) that you have to believe this won't be the last time Barnes will be on stage in New York.

Finally, my vote for Best Actor based simply on what I saw this night was for finalist Alec Michael Ryan who was excellent as Laurence in Dirty Rotten Scoundrels and -- like Louissant -- had one of the night's cleverest transitions and made the most of it, in his case playing off Les Miserables. His solo turn ("Who I'd Be" from Shrek The Musical) jand medley number both felt like complete performances as both actor and singer. I don't always say that with the pros being paid to perform on Broadway every night but I'm saying it about him. And I'd happily pay to see him perform again.

THEATER OF 2015

Honeymoon In Vegas **
The Woodsman ***
Constellations ** 1/2
Taylor Mac's A 24 Decade History Of Popular Music 1930s-1950s ** 1/2
Let The Right One In **
Da no rating
A Month In The Country ** 1/2
Parade in Concert at Lincoln Center ** 1/2
Hamilton at the Public ***
The World Of Extreme Happiness ** 1/2
Broadway By The Year 1915-1940 **
Verite * 1/2
Fabulous! *
The Mystery Of Love & Sex **
An Octoroon at Polonsky Shakespeare Center *** 1/2
Fish In The Dark *
The Audience ***
Josephine And I ***
Posterity * 1/2
The Hunchback Of Notre Dame **
Lonesome Traveler **
On The Twentieth Century ***
Radio City Music Hall's New York Spring Spectacular ** 1/2
The Heidi Chronicles *
The Tallest Tree In The Forest * 1/2
Broadway By The Year: 1941-1965 ***
Twelfth Night by Bedlam ***
What You Will by Bedlam *** 1/2
Wolf Hall Parts I and II ** 1/2
Skylight ***
Nellie McKay at 54 Below ***
Ludic Proxy ** 1/2
It Shoulda Been You **
Finding Neverland ** 1/2
Hamlet w Peter Sarsgaard at CSC no stars
The King And I ***
Marilyn Maye -- Her Way: A Tribute To Frank Sinatra at 54 Below ***
Gigi * 1/2
An American In Paris ** 1/2
Doctor Zhivago no stars
Fun Home **
Living On Love * 1/2
Early Shaker Spirituals: A Record Album Interpretation ***
Airline Highway * 1/2
The Two Gentlemen Of Verona (Fiasco Theatre) ***
The Visit (w Chita Rivera) ** 1/2
The Sound And The Fury (ERS) **
Broadway By The Year: 1966-1990 ***
The Spoils * 1/2
Ever After (at Papermill) **
Heisenberg *** 1/2
An Act Of God **
The National High School Musical Theatre Awards ***

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23 Famous Characters Still Doing What They Do Best

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Age is but a number, don't let it get in the way of doing what you love to do!

Here are some popular characters illustrated as seniors still doing what they do love to do.

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Artist : Alex Solis
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The Jazz Singer Off Road: Kurt Elling

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Jazz singers have always traveled. To make a living as a jazz singer has always meant hitting the road. Bessie Smith did it and literally died on the road after an automobile accident. Billie Holiday did it; even more so after her cabaret card was revoked by the City of New York following a drug arrest. Louis Armstrong did it relentlessly to the end of his life, though he managed to die at home.

Kurt Elling takes the jazz singer's travel truism to a longitudinal and latitudinal extreme. Where most jazz singers tour, Elling traverses the globe. His latest album, Passion World, just out on Blue Note records, maps Elling's peripatetic restlessness via songs from more than a half-dozen foreign countries (France, Germany, Cuba, Brazil, Scotland, Ireland (as in U2), Iceland (as in Björk). Each song expresses an essence of passion; more than a few in a foreign tongue. None are jazz songs, but Elling is a jazz singer, so his peregrinations are improvisationally discursive, if not primarily swinging here. Which is cool. Swing is not Elling's objective this time around.

What struck me, listening to these songs, was a sense of longing that really sounded like homesickness. Does this jazz singer have a family back home, I found myself wondering? And then I realized, yes! Kurt Elling's daughter was in my daughters' school a few years ago; in my daughter Sara's grade. I never actually bumped into Elling in the hallways, nor had I really expected to. I mean, the guy is a jazz singer.

As I am writing this, the school year is about to end. In twenty minutes I will pick my daughters, Sara and Lea, up for the last time as fourth and sixth graders. I actually like pick-up and drop-off; I will miss it, until September. I also like jazz singers, of every variety. For both of these reasons, I'd decided that I wanted to speak with Kurt Elling. And so, a few weeks ago, I invited him to breakfast.

He accepted my invitation, even though he was in Australia. Upon his return, we met near the school one morning, just after drop-off, in fact. He arrived appropriately breathless, in garrulous, gravelly voice. "Man, I went around the world last week," he growled, and dropped down into a chair, looking awfully dapper for 9:00 AM. "I finished a gig in Glasgow, packed up, drove an hour-and-a-half to Edinburgh, checked into the hotel for three hours, plane at 6:00 AM to London, three hour layover, then fourteen-and a-half hour flight to Bangkok, three hour layover, and then eight-and-a-half hour flight to Melbourne. Got up the next morning and did a rehearsal with the orchestra."

"Is it really necessary," I asked, "to travel that much?"

Elling put down his coffee. "I don't know. Does it pay the bills? Yes, it definitely pays the bills -- thank god. It is brutal. And I'm getting old. It's a young man's game, doing that road stuff. But I'm used to it. The one and only bad thing is being away from my daughter and my wife. Everything else -- I got a good crew, I got music I believe in, I go to places and I feel I've got friends; they're happy to see me."

Elling smiled. "I have a profoundly supportive and understanding wife. She was a ballet dancer when I met her. We just celebrated the 25th anniversary of our first meeting in Chicago. She was on the road with the touring company of Phantom of the Opera, as a dancer. She was all classical ballet and then stumbled into this gig and it bankrolled her for a while. She has always understood the road. She helped me pack for my first European tour. Now we really miss each other but she's creative and resilient, she's everything that I need to go away. She knows I'm her man and I know that she's got the fort. It's more a matter of my daughter having the lessons that she's having...which are mixed. Yeah, Dad's gone, but she sees me sacrificing for things I believe in. And she sees the ways audiences react. I'm not away because I can't be home and be with her. I'm away because this is my vocation."

Was his daughter still at my kids' public school?

"No," Elling replied with a wistful grin. "We loved the place but the classes were just too damn big. She's in a private school now. And very happy."

A week later, Elling looked very happy himself, serenading a packed house on a Friday night at Birdland here in New York with his wife in the audience. "I've been doing these songs forever," he had told me, of the well-traveled polyglot on display on his new CD. "You go to France enough times, you want to at least pretend to speak the language and sing 'La Vie En Rose.' So I started there. Then I always had a little German in my back pocket, from going to college in Minnesota and singing the Bach motets as a kid, so it made sense to pull out a little 'Liebeslieder.' I learned 'Loch Tay Boat Song' back in college when I spent a year studying at Edinburgh University.

His Friday night audience certainly was receptive. "First I give them the stuff they came for," Elling had told me. "Then I give them the stuff they didn't know they came for."

Elling's pending new projects are plentiful and his imagination limitless, though he claims to need prodding. "Deadlines and fear are a big element of my creative process," he maintains. "But I can't just do it by rote. I always try to outdo myself.

"I'm writing with a friend here in town," he announced toward the end of breakfast. "It's a jazz musical for radio that will be broadcast on the BBC in the Spring. My lyrics. It's based on the life story of Joe E. Lewis, the singer who got his throat slashed by the mob in Chicago during Prohibition and survived to become a successful comic. I know Sinatra already did that as a movie (Ace in the Hole), and got an Academy Award for singing 'All the Way.' I don't want this to be just another 'jazz is in the past' piece. I want it to ask: Well, what happens to the artist when the avenue of expression is stolen, lost. Do you survive? How? Where do you take it?

"I've been working on this for a while," he sighed. "I'm hoping it will be a fully staged Broadway kind of musical eventually. I'm trying to find producers, I'm trying to find backers. Because that would be one way for me to stay home, work in New York, expand my creative palette, and see my daughter and take her to school every day. I'm trying real hard, man. I am trying."

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Top 5: More Summer Shows to See Around the World

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By Brienne Walsh, June 25, 2015

In the globalized world, it is possible to travel anywhere in the world, and see exemplary contemporary art that can't be viewed anywhere else. Below, we round up five shows in far-flung locations that can't be missed this summer.

1. Rirkrit Tiravanija: Tomorrow is the Question

Garage Museum of Contemporary Art, Moscow

Through August 23, 2015

One of five exhibitions heralding the opening of the Garage Museum's new home, which was designed by Rem Koolhaas and is located in a Soviet-era concrete building in Gorky Park, "Tomorrow is the Question" is the first solo exhibition of works by Rirkrit Tiravanija in Russia. Born in Buenos Aires, Tiravanija is best known for projects that involve relational aesthetics -- cooking meals, creating structures for living and socializing with viewers are central elements in his work. At the Garage Museum, he creates an installation based on his time spent in Russia participating in popular activities -- playing ping-pong, producing t-shirts and eating pelmeni, which are Russian dumplings. Occupying the Central and Skylight Galleries in the structure, which was originally a 1200-seat restaurant that opened in 1968, and was largely preserved by Koolhaas, Tiravanija has created a leisure space marked by a plush purple carpet, black ping pong tables, a t-shirt factory and a stand serving pelmeni. The installation will open up the museum to the city, drawing in crowds to what is arguably the most important space to see contemporary art in Russia.

2. William Kentridge: Notes Towards a Model Opera

Ullens Center for Contemporary Art, Beijing

June 27 - August 30, 2015


Known best for stop motion animations that deal with trauma, memory and the troubled history of his native South Africa, Kentridge has been admired in China ever since displaying work at the Shanghai Biennial in 2000. In "Notes Towards a Model Opera," Kentridge shifts his focus from his homeland to China, where he examines its particular aesthetics and socialist ideals. Spanning the artist's 25-year-long career, the exhibition begins with early films and drawings starring the semi-autobiographical figure of Soho Eckstein, the real estate tycoon who inhabited many of Kentridge's early films about apartheid. It then explores installations such as "I Am Not Me, the Horse Is Not Mine" (2008), a multi-media presentation based on Nikolai Gogol's "The Nose," which later led to Kentridge designing and directing an 2010 production of Shostakovich's 1930 opera "The Nose" at the Metropolitan Opera in New York. The highlight of the exhibition at the UCCA is the eponymously titled "Notes Towards a Model Opera," a work that fills the main gallery. A catalogue that includes a dossier of Kentridge's personal annotations and drawings, as well as a profile by author Andrew Solomon, and essays by China art historian Alfreda Murck and UCCA director Philip Tinari will accompany the show. After the UCCA, the exhibition will travel to the National Museum of Modern and Contemporary Art, Seoul, as well as other venues throughout East Asia.

3. World of Xijing

National Museum of Modern and Contemporary Art, Korea

May 27 - August 2, 2015

World of Xijing work of the Xijing Men, a collective formed in 2006 by 2006 by Gimhongsok, Chen Shaoxiong, and Tsuyoshi Ozawa, artists from Korea, China and Japan respectively. All born in the 1960s, the three artists are interested in exploring contradictions between personal life and institutional systems. Xijing is a fictitious city they created together. The exhibition presents all of the stories of this city. Organized into six "episodes," it reveals the politics, economy, culture and society in this fictional location -- a place constructed from myths and fabrications. In the final gallery, "Epilogue," each of the artists displays a personal project that pokes fun at the art world economy, as well as the relationship between the East and the West. Gimhongsok appropriates Robert Indiana's sculpture Love, for example, and Ozawa uses soy sauce to recreate Western paintings admired by Japanese people. More than creating a realm detached from reality, the show introduces a large audience to three artists considered to be seminal in the post-conceptual Asian art world.

4. Time of Others

Museum of Contemporary Art Tokyo

April 11 - June 28, 2015


Although the designation "Asia-Pacific" is readily accepted by the Western world, it is a term fraught with contradictions, invariably based on political agendas and ideological assumptions that render those who live within the region as "others" to their own identities. Time of Others presents work by 18 Asian-Pacific artists who, although not bound by any specific race, ethnicity, religion or socio-economic status, are nonetheless seen as "others" within the vast region they inhabit. Rather than highlight differences, the exhibition attempts to form an "assemblage" of all of their identities, creating a textured and lush definition of what it means to be Asian-Pacific in the contemporary, globalized world. A curatorial collaboration between Museum of Contemporary Art Tokyo, The National Museum of Art in Osaka, the Singapore Art Museum, and the Queensland Art Gallery, after Tokyo, the exhibition will travel to Osaka, Singapore and Brisbane in 2015 and 2016.

5. Wael Shawky: Crusades and Other Stories

Mathaf: Arab Museum of Modern Art, Qatar

Through August 16, 2015


Part of the Qatar Museum Authority established by Sheikh Hamad bin Khalifa Al Thani, the Arab Museum of Modern Art is currently one of few institutions devoted to modern and contemporary art made in the Arab world. This summer, it will host an exhibition by Wael Shawky, who was born in Egypt, and concurrently has an exhibition open through August 31, 2015 at MoMA PS1 in New York. In Qatar, he presents two recently completed film trilogies inspired by 20th century literature. Told from an Arab perspective, "Cabaret Crusades" (2010-2014) draws on Amin Maalouf's novel "The Crusades through Arab Eyes" (1983), and "Al Araba Al Madfuna" (2012-2015) juxtaposes stories by the Egyptian writer Mohamed Mustagab with Shawky's own experiences living in Egypt. The exhibition is enhanced by over fifty ceramic and glass marionettes used in "Cabaret Crusades," as well as drawing from both trilogies.

Brienne Walsh is an ARTPHAIRE contributor, as well as a freelance writer who contributes to Art in America, Interview Magazine, The Huffington Post, Glo, NY Mag, The New York Times and the NY Daily News, among other publications.

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Stage Door: Happy Days

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Samuel Beckett's existential landscape of alienation takes on a marital twist in Happy Days, now playing off-off-Broadway at The Flea. It features a longtime married couple: Brooke Adams and Tony Shalhoub, best known from Monk.

The setting evokes a post-apocalyptic world where a shrill bell tells them when to wake and when to sleep. Winnie (Adams) is the primary focus. She's buried up to her waist in sand, yet forces herself to maintain an upbeat demeanor, ignoring what she cannot control.

Taking consolation in a daily routine -- brushing her teeth, applying her lipstick -- Winnie prattles on about an array of subjects, her frequent refrain: "Oh, this is a happy day." Some moments underscore Beckett's black humor, comic in their absurdity. Others are meditations on the rueful nature of aging and the paralysis that blights a marriage once passion and love have flagged.

Winnie tries, despite the odds, to accentuate the positive, though her slim comforts are running out. The tiniest moment of relief elicits a wide smile. She greets each hellish day with: "Ah well -- no worse -- no better, no worse -- no change -- no pain -- hardly any -- great thing that!"

Conversely, her husband Willie (Shalhoub) spends most of his time either behind her or burrowed into a hole. He is a remnant of a man, subsisting on laconic sentences and grunts. His one concession to individuality: the occasional dapper positioning of his straw boater hat.

It's Winnie's show -- though Shalhoub gives Willie his due -- and Adams holds our attention. She imbues her nuanced performance with a rueful sweetness, taking consolation in the ordinary. Her indefatigability, at least till act two, is striking. But misery, which stalks her daily, remains. Just when you think things can't any get worse, they do.

Her take, and that of the director, is literal. This isn't a macro interpretation of humanity's struggles, much like the dynamic Happy Days production starring Fiona Shaw at BAM in 2008. Here, director Andrei Begrader takes the micro approach: It's prosaic.

Ambiguity and passivity, sorrow and disappointment mark Winnie's existence -- and by extension our own. Finally, love becomes, in part, her weapon against despair. It may be all that makes an unbearable life bearable.

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David Byrne Presents Great Music With COOL Color Guard!

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REVIEW:

In a world where we think we have seen everything and certainly as New Yorker's we know everything-- inexhaustible David Byrne, surprises us with Contemporary Color presented by BAM at The Barclay Center in Brooklyn. My assumptions were totally wrong, not really understanding the nature of the present day color Guard zeitgeist; I had only the most rudimentary idea of what I was about to see and it took me a minute to grasp what I was looking at. Not until after the first set of flags unfurled and a big video screen with a slick, silver haired announcer (who probably covered a few Miss America Pageants in his career) showed up to explain that what we are looking at is something known as COLOR GUARD. With him a kitschy array of judges, town folks, and performers went on to elaborate about their experiences and hopes. And now that I have been introduced to it, I want to follow it.

I was totally absorbed in this singular dance, acrobatic, athletic performance craft. What an uplifting show!!! David Byrne you more than rock, you reign!

With live performances by Nelly Furtado, How to Dress Well, Devonte Hynes, Zola Jesus, Lucius, Nicho+ Ira Glass, Money Mark + Ad-Rock, St. Vincent and tUnE-yArDs, matched up with Color Guard teams, who typically compete with recorded music, but in this instance great musical acts energized the performance and made it quite tactile.

Though at times, it seemed slightly off, due to the singers self-expressive physical gesturing, versus the dancer's ability to tell their story without being upstaged, as this was the case with wonderful Zola Jesus's head gesticulating mania.

What is Color Guard you ask? It is a synchronized compilation of finely tuned flag, fake saber and rifle swirling, looping, snaking, waving and weaving movements; married to dance, with themes ranging from self-aware awakenings, to zombie attacks, robot reveries, and timely topics on frightening abductions of young girls. This is no small feat and with 20-40 performers on the stage, synchronicity is essential. It takes focused dexterity and absolute commitment to sink all these elements together. Some performers have been doing this since high school and on into middle age, which makes this form of nimble talent even more compelling. Its been around for a while and began in the military, then making its way into high school competitions, to its present competitive art form.

The teams were all respectively great, imaginative and passionate, no matter a small hesitant saber twirl falling to the floor or procrastinating flag here or there. Bravo teams!

Color Guard Teams:

1. Shenendehowa High School from Clifton Park N, J
2. Alter Ego, Trumbull, CT
3. Ventures, Kitchener-Waterloo, On
4. Field of View, West Chester, PA
5. Black Watch, Mount Laurel, NJ
6. Mechanicsburg High School, Mechanicsburg, PA
7. Brigadiers, Syracuse NY
8. Sommerville High School, Sommerville, NJ
9. Les Eclispes, Longueuill, QC
10. Emanon, Hackettstown, NJ
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Big Voices in Small Theatre part 3

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When I moved back to Miami from NYC in 2000, I joined an amazing improv group called Laughing Gas. There I met Mr. Cesar Garcia. I will never forget his hysterical green dinosaur character he used for the "Mating Game". Dressed in a full blown green unitard with a tail,Cesar woed the special guest with his sweet little skwacks. After a few months life happened and we went our separate ways, I become a full time mom and build a business and Cesar went to NYC to persue his dreams.


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As luck would have it, we both have returned to our true love, theatre and I reconnected with Cesar in September of 2015. I was working in Miami on a new idea and I needed some talent for a piece, enter Cesar Gracia! After jogging his memory he remembered me and the rest is history.


Cesar returned to Miami to settled down and plant some roots and it seems to be working for him.
This month, Cesar will be mounting his hit comedy , The Al Pacino School of Acting at Miami's own Micro theatre. Premiering in NYC, Cesar is thrilled to be bringing the piece to his home town.


It will take place Wednesday night in July Only. I can't wait to see this play live, the promo alone fills me with Butterfly giggles...and if you happen to be in Miami and you ever wanted to take a swing at acting, here is your chance. Cesar, as Pacino, uses the audience to teach his own personal style of acting and it becomes a once in a life time night of interactive hilarity. watch his video here.
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I caught up with Cesar while he was putting the final touches on his play. Here is what he has to say in a way only Cesar can!


Who are you? I am Cesar Gracia a local actor and filmmaker here in Miami.

How would you characterize yourself? I don't know. Talkative and humorous comes to mind.

What is your connection to the community/city? I was raised here. I have been in love with Miami since I was very young. I want to wear a Marlins hat!

Favorite Characters/Plays? I like comedy and I like shows that expose something about the human experience, also true stories.

Role Models? Bruce Lee, Martin Scorsese, Alvarez Guedez and Walt Disney.

How did you end up in theater? My father was a performer, he was a ventriloquist. I always wanted to be on stage.

What is your voice? I'm a romantic fool, I don't know if I speak for anyone.

Favorite style of theater? All of it. I don't discriminate.

What do you gain in theater? Oxygen. It might sound silly but I do need it to breathe. I have been without theater at one point and it wasn't fun. The smell of black paint and the feel of cheap plywood under my feet. It's just home.


Any other words you would like to express about theatre and perhaps your journey in it?



There is isn't enough of it. When ever people experience theater either as an actor or an audience they get hooked. There aren't many things that compare to live entertainment but I still feel that there could be a bigger audience. For me I'm just glad I got involved early. I don't know what else I would be doing.

Need a really good laugh mid week, check his Facebook page and see why Cesar is a BIG voice in Small Theatre.SNEAK PEAK

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Escape From Dannemora: The Game

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Now that David Sweat has been caught and Richard Matt killed one can't help speculating on what they did right or wrong. They certainly did a lot right in terms of the success of their project, though it seems like the bulk of their planning had to do with escaping from the Clinton Correctional Facility, the maximum security prison in which they were held and less on what they would do once they got out.What was right was to create relationships with two Clinton employees, who essentially provided tools and guidelines which made the escape possible. What was wrong was the planning on what they would do once they were released which rested on the flimsy hope of escaping to Mexico in a getaway car provided by Joyce Mitchell, one of the prison employees. All of this would make a great computer game, perhaps of the old-fashioned kind in which the universe of the game somehow reflects the twists and turns characteristic of real life. Perhaps Escape from Dannemora could compete with Grand Theft Auto. Of course one thinks of the famous television series, The Fugitive, which was also made into a movie. The subplot concerning Gene Palmer, the corrections officer who traded a screwdriver and pliers for artworks (not far from the arms for hostages used during Iran- Contra scandal) will embellish the movie adaptation which is undoubtedly already in the works--though the lack of the moll in the getaway will dampen the action. When one thinks about it, it seems far harder to break out of a prison like Clinton than to escape from the adjoining territory. No one had ever broken out of Clinton in its 150 year history! But look at it this way, the prison might be thought to be what an inmate knows best. Surviving inside and even figuring out how to escape the structure is a lifer's meat and potatoes. The one thing prisoners like Sweat and Matt begin to lose is the ability to negotiate the real world. You've heard all the stories of how difficult many freed prisoners have in adjusting to everyday life. Exiting that manhole cover from which they escaped must have proved a rude awakening. Here they were thrown back into a hostile world in which they'd never functioned very well in the first place. Being a criminal is a calling, but so is being a prisoner and from what it sounds like both Sweat and Matt came into their own in prison (after all they ended up on the honor block). You could say that the force of 1200 that were pursuing them was a formidable obstacle to overcome. Yet you could also surmise that no matter how harsh, men like Sweat and Matt would always do better in the controlled environment inside then within the unpredictable world that lay without.












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Cultivating an Opera Garden

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If you called in at St John's Episcopal Church in downtown Yonkers last Friday night, you would have been confronted with some unexpected sights. A teen boy dancing by the altar in a flowing white dress. Another teenager standing near the pulpit wearing a silver fake nose, which replaced the real one he'd lost due to syphilis. You also would have heard a young woman telling the story of how her buttock was eaten off by cannibals and an eighty-two year old man with a snowy white beard singing about the joy of watching people hang in the Portuguese Inquisition.

This wasn't just an unexpected get-together of quirky Yonkers strangers on a balmy June night. This is what happened when a New York church allowed a group of homeschooling families and their friends to stage, in its sanctuary, a production of Leonard Bernstein's Candide: a satirical and sometimes outrageous and bawdy operetta based on Voltaire's equally satirical, outrageous, and bawdy classic novel from 1759.

Built four years before the publication of Voltaire's book, St John's has always been an open-minded church and so hosting a show that lampoons, among other things, religious intolerance and hypocrisy is not too surprising. According to Father John M. Hamilton, the current pastor, the church's original congregation was made up of "people who had traveled to the New World in part to seek religious freedom." Today it's values haven't changed. Father John believes that asking questions, even difficult questions like those raised by Voltaire, is "an important part of a healthy spiritual life."

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What is more unique about the production of Candide that took place last week is not so much the venue but the show itself. Bernstein's operetta is complex, with songs that are challenging to even the most seasoned performers. But this did not deter this group of homeschooling families and their friends. With a healthy dose chutzpah and a whole lot of collaboration and energy, they made the show happen and proved that do-it-yourself, community opera with a young principal cast and multi-generational chorus is not only possible but inspirational too.

Voltaire would have been proud. After all, his original novel is not only a satire about the church. It is also famously a satire about a philosophy of optimism popular in Voltaire's day. The story follows Candide, a naïve young man who grows up in a heavenly province of Germany where his tutor Pangloss teaches him that their world is "the best of all possible worlds." But the optimistic tutor's notion that "everything is for the best" is soon ridiculed when Candide is kicked out of home and finds himself on a disastrous journey amidst earthquakes, disease, Inquisitions, wars, pirate invasions, and shipwrecks. At the end of the book, Candide finally reunites with his true love Cunégonde and settles on a farm where he trades Panglossian optimism with a more pragmatic philosophy: "We must cultivate our garden."

Cultivating one's garden, taking one's life into one's own hands, especially in the face of our not-so-perfect and sometimes tough, competitive world, is a fitting motif for last Friday's production of Bernstein's Candide. To tweak Voltaire's words, this group of folks of all ages and backgrounds cultivated their own, quite beautiful, opera garden.

The show was the brainchild of musical director Renée Guerrero. "My daughter Sydney was just finishing her senior homeschooling year. She's been training in opera singing for a number of years and so together we thought, 'Let's put on an show,' both as a way to mark her graduation but also to offer the homeschool community and other friends a chance to come together and do something unique."

Renée is just the person who can come up with such an idea and pull it off. Born into a family of musicians, she is an award-winning pianist and member of the teaching faculty at The Westchester Conservatory of Music. Last year, Renée and her husband - famed baritone Lawrence Harris - received a Record of the Year honor at the Native American Music Awards for their album, Romanze: Songs of Tosti. Renée also acted as musical director for two recent New York homeschool productions: Oliver and Yeast Nation.

Once Renée and Sydney decided they wanted to put on a show, they had to decide which one. "We needed something economical, with lot of roles that wouldn't require huge sets or a big budget. It also had to allow for young and changing voices." Candide was suggested and Sydney already knew and loved the song "Glitter and be Gay," Cunégonde's aria that is a favorite for many sopranos like Sydney.

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Sydney during the aria "Glitter and Be Gay" (Photo: Brian Edwards)

Mother and daughter settled on Bernstein's operetta and pretty soon Sydney's fifteen-year old brother (and baritone-in-training) Quintin Harris was onboard to play Maximillian, the gloriously vain brother of Cunégonde. Renée secured the venue with Father John and then reached out to her various communities to build a creative team. Ben Watts, who worked with Renée on Yeast Nation and Oliver, agreed to direct. "He's a dynamic director and I knew he'd do a great job working with the young cast in this pretty bizarre space."

Renée also reached out to her friend, colleague, and esteemed maestro, Scott Jackson Wiley. Scott is the conductor at Long Island opera, as well as music director of the South Shore Symphony. Although used to working with older principals and professionals, Scott was "more than happy" to conduct the show: "It's wonderful to see young people taking on such a complex and involved piece and to see their energy and talent channeled in this way."

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Renée Guerrero and Scott Wiley Jackson (Photo: Katherine Bourbeau)

After holding auditions, Renée assembled a cast of young principals, many of whom are teens from the homeschool community in and around New York. Sixteen-year old Thomas Pflanz was happy to be cast as Baron Thunder-den-Tronck, particularly because Candide is his favorite book (tied with Slaughterhouse-Five): "I love how Voltaire writes with such abandon and brilliant satire."

Mary Albert, an eighteen-year old recent homeschool graduate from White Plains, was cast as the floozy maidservant Paquette. "There are pretty limited opportunities for young people to take on complex and principal roles like the ones in this show," she said. The production provided an "invaluable experience" for teens, like herself, who want to pursue a career in music and theater.

Some of the cast came from outside of the homeschool community too. The role of Candide was played by Dante Zuccaro, a twenty-four year tenor from Manhattan. Like Mary, he was happy to take on the role because, as a "young artist starting out" in New York's competitive music world, it offered him the opportunity of a role he'd always wanted to play. Similarly, the show gave twenty-four year old soprano Kelly Perez, who played the Old Lady (with one buttock!), a chance to get back into the performance world after a number of years working behind the scenes in the theater business. And fifteen-year old Bryce Edwards, who has been in many professional productions in New York, enjoyed this "very different" opportunity to a play the "zany Dr. Pangloss."

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For the chorus, Renée managed to assemble an even more diverse group. The ages ranged from eleven to eighty-two years old and included people who had never sung in a chorus before to seasoned choristers, such as sixteen-year old Daniel Zuzworsky, who sings with NY's Young People's Chorus, and homeschooling dads, David Wees and Joseph Hatem, who have both sung in a number or choirs over the years. Some of the choristers came from far afield, including sixteen-year old soprano Grace Fisher who commuted from Virginia and my own father-in-law Alan Lewis who was "delighted" to fly in from Tennessee and join his grandson, and my son, Benny Lewis Rendell in the chorus.

Alan and Benny weren't the only family performing together. Fourteen-year old Iossy Freud, who played Isaachar, and thirteen-year old Blake Fischer, a pirate, also sang alongside their mothers in the chorus. "Imagine that," said Blake's mom, Eve Fischer, "getting to enjoy and learn alongside my teenage son." Fellow chorister and homeschooling mom Angie Pflanz had two children in the cast: Thomas and fourteen year old Isabelle Pflanz who played the Grand Inquisitor. "Usually I drop them off at rehearsals, but being so close to the process and seeing them work, I really understood their skills much better." Angie, who had never sung in a chorus before, said this was "a chance for my kids to be experts to me."

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The chorus (Photo: Katherine Bourbeau)

The production was a learning experience for everyone involved. Isabelle was able to stretch her soprano range under Renée's careful guidance. Olivia Kruger, a sixteen-year old from Manhattan who played a French sailor, appreciated working with a conductor for the first time. Jeremy Brauser and Angi Benton, also both sixteen and from Manhattan, found grappling with Bernstein's complex music a fun challenge (not to mention the challenge of the MTA train timetables to Yonkers!). Fourteen-year old Michael Scuotto was cast in role very unlike himself: a sleazy Governor of Cartagena. But on his long commute from Pennsylvania, he spent his time working on his character and perfecting "My Love," his comic serenade.

Community was built too. Olga Terlitsky, mother to Iossy and violinist and chorister in the show, enjoyed meeting more homeschoolers as she is relatively new to the community. Maria Lissandrello, a soprano opened her New York City apartment for chorus rehearsals, loved working with such a mixed group of people from all ages, backgrounds, and places: "It's been a true New York experience."

"Renée is very daring," said chorister Tiina Dohrmann, who has known Renée for years and always admired her commitment to the "experienced and inexperienced alike." And it seems Renée's daring paid off. The company had "cultivated their own garden" and the show last Friday came together perfectly. Sydney's "Glitter and be Gay" raised the vaulted roof of St. John's beautiful sanctuary. Dr. Pangloss led Candide, Maximillian, and Cunégonde down the main aisle singing "The Best of all Possible Worlds" to a laughing full house. And true to Voltairian satire, the scene where poor Candide finds himself caught up in an auto-da-fé (a ritual where supposed heretics were flogged and hanged during the Inquisition), the chorus joyfully sang, "What a day what a day, for an auto-da-fé, it's a lovely day for drinking and watching people fry!"

As the performance came to a close, the cast and chorus moved to the front of the church's sanctuary. Together, in a beautiful complex harmony sung by beginners and professionals and which blended young and older voices, basses to high sopranos, they sang the operetta's final lines: "And let our garden grow."



This is my second article highlighting what is going on in NYC's growing homeschool community. See my first piece about an entirely teen-produced off-Broadway production of Alice's Adventures in Wonderland here.

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Art That: A) Amuses, B) Challenges, C) Leaves Us in Disbelief

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There's a huge difference between looking at art, and actually seeing it. When I make this statement during the lectures and seminars, people usually ask, "What the hell is the difference?" So let me tell you my friends: there is a huge difference. In the museums, and in the galleries, most of us are just glancing at the artwork, spending a few seconds in front of it, and then proceeding to the next. But more often than not, this first impression does not allow the very essence of the artwork to be revealed and understood.

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Two current gallery exhibitions -- of two very different artists -- present an excellent case to illustrate my point. Brazilian-born, LA-based, multi-media artist Clarissa Tossin, in her exhibition at Samuel Freeman Gallery focuses on amusing, and often amazing similarities between two small towns established by Ford Motor Company in the 1930s -- one in Michigan, and another in Brazil. The various artwork in her exhibition refer to these improbable parallels and similarities. However, the works that appear at first glance to be the most straightforward and innocent-looking turn out to be tongue-in-cheek artistic statements, particularly rich in context.

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I'm talking about a series of medium-sized color photographs depicting what looks like modest, American, suburban homes, fresh off the assembly line. But upon second glance, there is something strange happening. We notice a hand in the foreground holding a photo of a house in front of an actual house, thus creating the illusion that we are looking at one seamless image. But actually, in each of Clarissa Tossin's photographs, we are seeing two images of two almost-identical houses built by Ford Motor Company thousands of miles apart. And the more you stare at her photos, the further she pulls the rug from under your feet.

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When you venture into the ROSEGALLERY exhibition of San Francisco-based artist John Chiara, you might be slightly confused by the first impression of his large, color photographs. The subject of most of his images are ghostly landscapes shot in Mississippi, all of them blurred and looking slightly damaged during the developing process. And for some mysterious reason, each image is not printed in standard, rectangular format, but on unevenly-torn photo paper.

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John Chiara uses custom-built cameras loaded on his flat bed truck. His largest camera measures 7'x10'x12'. Yes, feet, not inches. Such a camera accommodates large sheets of paper that are 50"x 80". Obviously the artist is not intent on giving us a picture-perfect impression of the landscape that for some reason stopped him in his tracks. With all of these "imperfections," his images convey the smell of the earth, the humidity of the air, or could it be the affect of one shot of vodka too many? Who knows? But the result is totally poetic and captivating.

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And let me finish today's Art Talk with the "you-ought-to-be-kidding" improbable story of the escaped killer, Richard W. Matt, who turned out to be an amateur portrait artist. While in prison, he attended art classes that enabled him to make decent painterly renditions of photos of celebrities, politicians, and prison family members. Some of his portraits were even sold to customers outside of prison for up to $2,000. Do I hear you gasping with disbelief?

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I strongly recommend that you check out two articles (1 and 2) in The New York Times, with fascinating details about various art programs in prisons. And check out the video on our website of John Mulligan who served time with Mr. Matt, and now lives in an apartment surrounded by portraits painted by this killer artist.

To learn about Edward's Fine Art of Art Collecting Classes, please visit his website. You can also read The New York Times article about his classes here, or an Artillery Magazine article about Edward and his classes here.

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Edward Goldman is an art critic and the host of Art Talk, a program on art and culture for NPR affiliate KCRW 89.9 FM. To listen to the complete show and hear Edward's charming Russian accent, click here.

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Five Miles in my Shoes

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When photographers and creatives join forces the possibilities are endless.

Five miles in my shoes is a great example of community and creativity. Founded by Matt Garbutt & Neil Andrews, these London based photographers have brought together a collective of snappers to head up and support this amazing cause.

The five mile photo walk is set for Sunday, July 26th, in aid of Oxfam, WWF & UNICEF.

I caught up with founder Neil Andrews to paint a bigger picture on what to expect and how people can find out more about the event.

Follow Five miles in my shoes on Instagtam

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Why did you choose these specific charities?

We chose these charities because they are global charities. This means that anyone around the world doing a walk can feel connected to their particular charity. We chose three very different charities because people have different sympathies.


What do you think is so powerful about Photography?

"An image paints a thousand words"
The visual impact of a photo is far greater than a piece of text.


Who else is involved?

This is basically a group of London Instagram friends coming together to support good causes. We will contact our followers and friends on Instagram, Steller, Facebook and Twitter and ask them to spread the word too. Hopefully there will be people around the world organising their own events and walking five miles for charity.


Can anyone walk even if they don't take photos?

Yes of course. It would be nice if people could take photos but we don't want that to stop someone raising money for charity. As long as they sign up on Meetup and JustGiving pages so they are doing just that.
In London we will be walking from Tower Bridge to Chelsea Bridge along the Thames crossing the river by the various bridges en route.
People elsewhere can walk wherever suits them - urban, rural, mountain, seaside. Whatever is convenient on the day.




How can people find out more?

They can visit our Steller Stories https://steller.co/5milesinmyshoes
Follow us on Instagram @fivemilesinmyshoes
Where they will find more detail of the charities and links to JustGiving and Meetup


Images Courtesy of Neil Andrews
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The Most Beautiful Mosque In The World And Me

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I'd like to tell a story about the Sheikh Zayed Grand Mosque in Abu Dhabi and how our paths crossed through the years.

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I've lived and worked in the United Arab Emirates for the past 24 years. During the 90s, I worked as a freelancer artist and my field of specialty was architectural illustration and a 3D computer generated imagery. I produced photo-real renderings and 3D animated films of buildings and interiors, using the architectural drawings and sketches I received from the architects or interior designers.

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The UAE, like the rest of the Gulf countries, was undergoing an incredible transformation during the 90s. Thousands of towers suddenly sprawled into modern cities like Dubai and Abu Dhabi. But there was one particular construction site which caught everyone's attention. It was immense. The structure they were building stood taller and bigger than any other in the city. It looked like a mosque but many thought it couldn't have been. It was simply too big to be one. As it turned out, a mosque was being built and it was going to be unlike any mosque anyone's ever seen.

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That was in 2001, the first time I ever heard of the Sheikh Zayed Grand Mosque. Everyone in Abu Dhabi was talking about that colossal concrete structure at the entrance of the city. It was in the summer of that year when I got approached by the mosque's design team. They needed computer generated visuals of the mosque to help them, and their client, to better visualize the second phase of the project. This phase would transform the massive concrete structure into the most lavishly finished mosque in the world. It was an incredibly exciting period to be in my line of business!

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After signing the contract with the construction company to create 50, highly detailed interior and exterior renderings of the mosque which would feature the proposed interior and exterior finishes and fittings, I headed to the construction site to take some reference shots. I was smitten by the project. It had literally taken my breath away because I've never seen such a large concrete structure before and I had seen many during my architectural visualization career.

I spent almost half a day walking in and around the mosque, snapping hundreds of shots from every imaginable angle. I was building an extensive library of reference shots which were very helpful later on when we needed to build the mosque inside our computers with an accurate 3D representation. At that time, I wasn't a photographer by any stretch of the imagination. I was just a regular Sunday snapper and my camera was never set in any other mode but 'P'. Photographers are probably laughing right now.

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I was, however, always very good at archiving my work. I still have my digital files from nearly 2 decades ago. Hundreds of photographs of the mosque under construction were backed up on CD-ROMs which I kept in the vault. I had no idea how happy I would be one day to rediscover them.

At first, photography was just my hobby but soon after, I was taking up to 10,000 photos a month. I was hooked, and then I wanted to learn even more. By 2011, I started dabbling with time-lapse photography which became popular when a few time lapses went viral on the internet. Time-lapses were the talk of the web. They were hypnotic and utterly spellbinding. I knew I had to make one too, although I had no idea where to start. After some research and a few failed attempts, I created my first time-lapse film, titled 'ABU DHABI 2011'. It featured Abu Dhabi from high vantage points, shot mostly at night. It turned a lot of heads but nobody was more impressed than me.
Time lapses are so incredibly mesmerizing. They reveal the hidden world right in front of our noses. Observed in a time lapse, seemingly motionless clouds look like a stormy, foaming sea. Time lapse photography allows us to see how the plants grow. They reveal the mystery of the starry sky at night and dance of the shadows as they move across the land. Just like computer graphics, time lapses are quite magical.
But let's go back to the Sheikh Zayed Grand Mosque. After 11 long years of construction, the mosque finally opened its majestic portals to the worshippers and tourists. Almost instantly, the mosque became a lot more than a place of worship. It became one of the most visited and photographed destinations in the country and in the world. The management of Sheikh Zayed Grand Mosque quickly realized its potential, so they decided to start their own photography contest called 'Spaces of Light Photography Award' in which they invited all photographers to submit their best photos of the mosque. This competition became popular very quickly and most UAE camera owners gave it a shot. I decided to participate too. In 2015, the 'Spaces of Light Photography Award' introduced a new category; Time-Lapse cinematography! That was my cue.
I had shot many disjointed time-lapse sequences of the mosque in the past but for some reason, I never edited them into a film but now, I had no excuse. Armed with my newly learned skills, I took my gear to the mosque and spent several days in and around its perimeter, photographing it from every imaginable angle.

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The mosque looked more beautiful than I ever could have imagined. The symmetry of the architecture, the almost infinite number of columns, domes, reflections and marble ornaments make this place otherworldly and incredibly photogenic. I took over 20,000 time lapse stills. I selected 4000 of the best ones and edited them into a 2.5 minutes long time lapse film which I titled 'THE VOYAGE'. To my great the film won 1st prize at this year's 'Spaces of Light Photography Award'. It felt like I've come a full circle and a lot of things suddenly made sense to me.

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My life had been intertwined with this mosque for over 15 years and I feel that 'The Voyage' summarizes my personal journey in the most perfect way. Life will surprise you at every turn so you better learn to enjoy the ride and be prepared for what it may bring.
I hope that you'll enjoy watching the film as much as I loved making it. If you find yourself in Abu Dhabi one day, do pass by and visit this wonderful mosque. Its beauty may touch your life too.


To learn more about the making of my time lapse film, please read the caption on my Vimeo channel.

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First Nighter: Melissa Ross's Of Good Stock Stacks Up, Brooke Adams and Tony Shalhoub Enjoy Happy Days

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Every so often a playwright has two plays or even more open almost simultaneously. The scheduling coincidence (?) tempts a more taut assessment of where the playwright is in his or her career.

Melissa Ross has just offered the enticing sizing-up opportunity. Only a month or so ago her accurately titled Nice Girl, produced by the Labyrinth, proved to be an appealingly sympathetic look at a character attempting to get a grip on a life that has gone stale. Now, Ross has Lynne Meadow directing Of Good Stock at Manhattan Theatre Club. In it she follows the travails of three sisters over the course of a reunion weekend -- and in doing so invites hardly unwelcome comparisons to works by Anton Chekhov and, more recently, Wendy Wasserstein and Beth Henley. You could throw Woody Allen's Hannah and Her Sisters into the mix as well.

Because it's the 40th birthday for Jess (Jennifer Mudge), she and doting husband Fred (Kelly Aucoin) have invited her siblings Celia (Heather Lind) and Amy (Alicia Silverstone) to the summer house in which all three spent much growing-up time but which their late and distant novelist father, Mick Stockton, left in Jess's care. To add to the weekend guest roster Amy brings Josh (Greg Keller), whom she's planning to marry only a short while after she's had her two cats married, and Celia brings four-month-new boyfriend Hunter (Nate Miller).

Uncertain how the six of them will get along -- and with something even more stressful on her mind -- Jess is not relaxed about the impending visits. Fred, thinking to put her at ease, says, "It's just three days." Almost needless to note, the remark, uttered early on, is not simply a tip-off that much will happen in the impending 72 hours. It's also a billboard announcing anything that can go wrong will go wrong.

There's no call to describe each of the near-calamitous events that trip over the heels of one another, but it's surely all right to mention that Jess's concerns run to an uncertain health condition hinted at early and eventually revealed; that Celia and Amy have a long-standing dislike and distrust of each other that possesses them and aggravates others; that Celia and Missoula-born-and-bred Hunter have an explosive secret they're taking their time about sharing; that sensitive and volatile Amy and Josh may have sent out the wedding invitations but aren't on the firmest footing as a couple; and that Jess and Fred -- for all their compatibility -- are wrestling with something unspoken that demands to be aired.

It's also not unfair to report that with all the potential conflicts and confrontations Ross sets up, she shies away from none of the darker manifestations of each. That's as the three couples move propulsively through Santo Loquasto's revolving version of a summer home with large living room-kitchen combo, out-door patio and beachfront land. The getaway locale is enhanced by Peter Kaczorowski's lighting and the lush David Van Tieghem's music covering the many scene changes.

It may be that Fred's "It's just three days" remark, which hasn't his hoped for affect on Jess, does more of a disservice than Ross realizes. It tips the secrets-and-lies elements more than she'd like. A savvy audience member exposed to this sort of dysfunctional-family affair regularly may guess what's up with the characters before they do and/or before they confide their particularly discombobulating situations to one another.

Incidentally, in Ross's Nice Girl, she introduces a coincidence that strains patrons' credulity, but in neither play doe she allow the kinds of wrinkles that throw the undertakings way off kilter. Ross is too good at creating characters and entanglements that are recognizably human, recognizably afflicted with genuine troubles and with humorous and believable foibles.

In the course of arranging all this, Ross comes up with any number of engaging conversations. A discussion of contemporary rallying around artisanal products is especially laugh getting.

Moreover, Ross's people are the kind about whom viewers instantly care. For one instance, the alienatingly whiny Amy ultimately comes to discuss her sisters in an extremely touching tirade. For another, just when it seems Ross isn't going to get down to the nitty-gritty of the Jess-Fred bind, she does -- and beautifully. And these aren't the only such passages. They abound.

Furthermore, the cast maximizes the play's power, as directed by Meadow in one of her best pieces of work. To say what she produces is of first-rate ensemble quality could imply that the actors subordinate themselves to the group effort. What qualifies as truly noticeable troupe excellence is something else, of course. That occurs when each member is performing at his or her empathetic best in relation to everyone else. That's what's going on here.

The result is that with her two spring-summer entries, Ross confirms she's well past the promising stage and is now someone worth watching very closely.

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Happy Days, which Samuel Beckett began writing in 1960 consciously or unconsciously as a companion piece to Waiting for Godot, is receiving a truly fine production at The Flea. The Theater @ Boston Court is the sponsor, Andrei Belgrader the director, Brooke Adams the Winnie and Tony Shalhoub the Willie.

Once again, a harsh bell awakens Winnie. who's buried waist high (waste high?) in a mound of barren earth. (Not even a leafless tree adorns the landscape, as one does in Waiting for Godot.) Immediately alert and thrilled at discovering another glorious day, Winnie goes about her morning ablutions and then continues to indulge in daily minutiae and negligible chatter. Occasionally, she addresses husband Willie, who inhabits a hole not far from hers, but he's only glimpsed partially in the first of the relatively short acts.

In the second act, when Winnie is immersed up to the chin, Willie finally gets to be seen head to foot. (Takeshi Kata is the mound builder.) The final image of Winnie and Willie taking each other in at last is something startling to behold, but so is just about everything that precedes it.

Beckett's metaphor is potent. A woman is being literally buried alive in the ordinariness of existence. But Happy Days is also an examination of marriage in a disillusioned post-World War II atmosphere, just as in its way Waiting for Godot is an up-close-and-personal look at friendship.

As Winnie, Adams proves to be a woman of myriad faces, all of them absolutely and recognizably natural. As Winnie goes about her day, Adams's range of emotions is extraordinary. As for Shalhoub, he makes everything he can of the subordinated Willie, for whom Belgrader has found more to do than is usually the case. Who wouldn't? This is Tony Shalhoub.

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La Marcha No Ha Terminado

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And what should I say?
That I am tired?
That the road is long and the end is nowhere in sight?
I did not come to sing because I have such a good voice.
Nor do I come to cry about my bad fortune.
From Delano I go to Sacramento to fight for my rights.
My Virgin of Guadalupe hear these steps,
Because the world will know of them.
From Delano I go to Sacramento,
To Sacramento to fight for my rights.
—Excerpt from La Peregrinación (The Pilgrimage, 1965).


These lyrics, by acclaimed musician and composer Agustín Lira, capture a pivotal moment in this country's labor history: the 1966 march from Delano to Sacramento, California. Spearheaded by Mexican-American and Filipino farmworkers, the movement's leaders joined to form what would soon become the United Farm Workers (UFW). Through this song, Lira breathes lyrical voice into his life as an activist and former farmworker.

Lira, a Smithsonian Folkways Recordings artist based in Fresno, recently performed at the Smithsonian's annual Folklife Festival. Curated with the Alliance of California Traditional Arts, the concert honored the memory and legacy of Ralph Rinzler, co-founder of the Folklife Festival, whose support for performances by "citizen artists" was unwavering. This memorial concert forms the backbone of the festival's commitment to promoting public engagement, fostering social awareness and building bridges among communities.

2015 also marks the 50th anniversary of the September 1965 Delano Grape Strike launched by the farmworkers movement. Delano, located in the San Joaquín Valley of Central California, became ground zero for the movement. Its prodigious table grape crop became symbolic of the farmworkers' struggle, when grape-pickers from the Delano area walked off the fields and refused to collect the ripening fruit to protest their poor wages and abysmal living conditions. The grape strike lasted five years, buffeted by wide national and international support from consumers, students, activists, unions, religious institutions and other public sector entities. The effort forced major grape growers to sign landmark contracts with the UFW. (As a product of the Chicano Movement myself, I spent many hours in picket lines during the grape and subsequent lettuce boycotts.)

It is important to appreciate the multicultural nature of the farmworkers movement. The United Farm Workers Organizing Committee (UFWOC) emerges in 1966 from the consolidation of the Agricultural Workers Organizing Committee, led by Filipinos Larry Itliong, Philip Vera Cruz and Pete Velasco, and César Chávez's National Farm Workers Association. The merged union later affiliates with the AFL-CIO. Unfortunately, the role of the Manongs (Filipino term of respect for an older man) in forging the farmworkers movement is not well documented, despite the fact that it was 1,500 Filipino farmworkers who first walked off their jobs, thus launching the grape strike. The UFW, under the leadership of the charismatic Chávez, tended to overshadow—one can argue unintentionally—the Filipinos' role, as well as the participation of other ethnic farmworkers. (Readers may be interested in "Delano Manongs: Forgotten Heroes of the United Farm Workers," a half-hour documentary produced by Marissa Aroy and Niall McKay, now available on DVD and Blu Ray.)

There was a special woman who marched from Delano to Sacramento in 1966—Dolores Huerta. Huerta was the pragmatic counterpart to the charismatic Chávez. The pair cofounded the National Farm Workers Association in 1962, which became the aforementioned UFWOC in 1966, and eventually the UFW. Fearless, persuasive and tactical, Huerta realized her vision for a better day for farmworkers, leaving her distinct fingerprints on each major UFW victory. Throughout her career, Huerta, mother of 11 children and now 85, has embodied new models of womanhood, inspiring generations of women activists. This July 3, the Smithsonian's National Portrait Gallery inaugurates One Life: Dolores Huerta, an exhibition that highlights the decisive role she played in the farmworker struggle. It also serves to further commemorate the 50th anniversary of the Delano Grape Strike. Curated by Taína Caragol, the museum's curator of Latino art and history, the exhibition features 40 objects, including photographs, original speeches presented by her to Congress, UFW ephemera, and Chicano art. The exhibition will be on display through May 15, 2016.

In coupling the Agustín Lira and Alma concert with the One Life: Dolores Huerta exhibition, the Smithsonian introduces audiences to this important chapter in U.S. labor history, celebrating two of its notable leaders. At the same time, these programs serve to remind us that the farmworker struggle far from over. Farmworkers work grueling days. Their tasks are tedious and back-breaking. Their pay has them at or teetering near poverty level. Agricultural employers are exempted from some key employment law protections, with enforcement at less than desirous levels, leading to widespread violations in some sectors. (Readers may want to read Ripe with Change: Evolving Farm Labor Markets in the United States, Mexico, and Central America, Wilson Center's Migration Policy Institute.)

All Americans depend on the hard work and sacrifice of farmworkers and their families for a large portion of our food supply. While we acknowledge and celebrate the accomplishments of the past, we would do well ethically to maintain a high level of awareness and vigilance of present-day agricultural production and labor practices, understanding that the continuing struggle of farmworkers and our own sustenance are intricately connected. Let conscience be our guide.

La Marcha no ha terminado.

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