I’m leaving town again (but this is the last time — for at least a couple of months!) to see the Seattle contingent. Yay! Here are two things that are awesome: Catholic Church Fashion Show from Federico Fellini’s Roma. I won’t try to describe it. Just watch it. Featurette: The Eyes of Laura Mars — [...]
Archives for August 2007
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Via Journalista, colleencoover and castellucci: “Now available from TCJ.com through the month of September: A podcast recording of the “Comics Are Not Literature†panel from the 2007 San Diego Comic-Con, featuring Douglas Wolk (moderator), publisher Dan Nadel, and writers Sara Ryan, Cecil Castellucci, Paul Tobin and Austin Grossman. Click here to download the 50.8MB MP3 [...]
I just became a member of the Oregon Shakespeare Festival. You should totally come next year. There was a corgi cameo in The Taming of the Shrew. I already have some favorite actors. I’d forgotten that one characteristic of an effective stage actor is oversized hands; their gestures are more easily read from the back [...]
…that William Gibson watches The Wire. He says: I don’t know what constitutes “noir” in 2007. I mean, would The Wire be noir? I don’t think so. Actually, noir as I was taught in college is a kind of baroque pop version of literary naturalism. Anyway, that’s the way some critics have looked at it. [...]
It’s funny. For the amount that I write about theater, and as much as I value it and think it is awesome and amazing, I spend remarkably little time actually, you know, seeing live theater. But that’s gonna change this weekend, and I am super excited. For the first time since I’ve lived in Portland, [...]
We don’t have a bread box. Actually that’s a lie. I have a fantastic bread box with two compartments, one labeled Bread, the other Cake. But it is extremely old and rusty and I use it to store all my old journals: But anyway, the point is that we don’t have a bread box suitable [...]
…that after a delightful weekend at retreat, and an extremely less than delightful flight back (2.5 hours on the tarmac, 3 understandably distressed toddlers, 1 elderly couple loudly concerned about the possibility of their cruise ship leaving without them) I have returned, not home, but to the studio. And speaking of the studio, and thus [...]
I am sitting next to a group of salesmen in bright blue shirts. They are talking loudly and enthusiastically about football and the various no-hopers currently populating their teams of choice, who apparently do not perform up to expectations once they’ve secured their massive salaries. “They just figure, hey, I got the contract, why do [...]
The church across the street is having an event that’s louder than many neighborhood parties. And that’s saying something. Good thing I’m going to be up late packing anyway…
Brave Mr. Elephanter by Lark Pien is sweet and delightful and you should really see the elephanties. I have sort of a shopping cart now. If you go to Publications and click on one of the minicomics covers, you will see. This would have happened sooner had I not forgotten my Paypal password, like, ten [...]
