
so the red terror squad (my little theater family) and i showed a piece we’ve been working on at avant-garde-arama at PS122 on friday. above is a shot from the dressing room, pre-show. it was before i ripped my shirt.
i don’t really know how i ripped my shirt, but somehow i did at some point in the night. that’s another story.
the piece actually went pretty well. we performed last, at around 10:45pm. we were all kind of beat, but it was received warmly. preceding us in the evening were artists like “mr. fashion,” a contemporary of the great ethel eichelberger, and a film by genius artist, ryan trecartin. it was interesting to share a stage with people who’ve been doing this avant-garde shit since the 70s. my parents hated it. (yes they were there). it was hosted by yehuda duenyas and normandy raven sherwood from NTUSA.
after that, laryssa and her girlfriend went to ‘night of a thousand stevies,’ which i intended to go to, but felt too pooped to prance around in a shawl. instead, the remaining girls and i went to paquitos for marg’s and then to some dive bar - where i ran into wade, that hot bartender from metro, showing around his friend from england.
i had my camera (prepped for snapping lots of photos of stevie nicks impersonators) and got drunk so i ended up taking a lot of 8-10 second exposure shots. the bar was really dark, but in these shots it looks like it’s morning. don’t be fooled.








