A Little More Blue...
Monday, 20 July 2009
Does process or product drive the work? Kyle (@Jordre) and I had this conversation not long ago. We talked about the give and take between our will and the life of the work – when does the work lead, and when does the artist? We have such great crazy conversations when we’re both exhausted and in need of a break. “Do you work toward product or are you entirely process driven?” I asked him. “Do you know what you want a painting to look like before you start, or after you’ve started, and moreover, how do you know when you’re done?”
Phoenix 21: Whose Story Is It?
Sunday, 12 July 2009
Tyson Crosbie is a Phoenix-based fine arts photographer. His second collection, Phoenix 21, is an essay of photographs that to me tell a very distinct story: a story of separation, fury, and acceptance. I don’t know if this is what Tyson intended, but his work feels like poetry to me – infused with the artist’s intent as well as the point of view of the observer.
Want To See?
Wednesday, 24 June 2009
My friend, Kyle Jordre, is a Phoenix-based abstract expressionist. His work is beautiful and infused with the imagination of the beholder—to whatever they see. He approaches painting in ways that have forever altered my perspective of the world and of what art brings to my writing life.
Sitting in the Dark
Thursday, 11 June 2009
Five of us meet every week to read scripts and give each other feedback on our material. Sometimes I don’t construct the arc properly. Sometimes I muddy up the throughline. Sometimes I get too tricky with a device, or two. Tell me what’s not working. But don’t mess with my people.
Rehearsal Junkie
Friday, 05 June 2009
Tonight is the reading of my play The Guy From 1992 at the Dramatists Guild of America’s New Works Festival at the Scottsdale Center for the Performing Arts. This is my second year in the festival, and it’s shaping up to be a wonderful evening. I have the coolest director ever for this gig. I'm so happy with where she's gone with this whacked little diddy. My actors are hilarious and so sweet and invested. What a gift to see my words lifted with care and projected with reckless abandon.