visions of beauty by Heather Kravas - interview with Petra Zanki Mar 21, 2017

by Petra Zanki

When Heather said that much of her aesthetics comes from times when she hung at the concerts and in the gritty punk scene in nineties, she got me fully. There is a lot of irrational romanticism in that, but I don’t need much to connect, if the words and ideas, said and unsaid, are right. 

 

Aside irrational romanticism, while thinking about what would be the common thread in Heather’s works, I thought instantly of visual hues of her performances. Seeing it as B/W monochromes, in the aesthetics of punk zines from one side, and minimalist monochromatic canvases on the other, Daniel Zezelj’s comics’ strokes, (as harsh as that, as honest as that), also came to mind. 

 

Both as in a vision, less as in a thought, brightness - the blending of all colors, and dark - in absence of them all, come in flashes at once: the realization that everything that...

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We s&*%, we f&$@, we kill, we die Mar 20, 2017

by Petra Zanki

While looking for a place where I could write about Jessica’s work, the one that would have a European feel to bring me home (something that is more than 100 years old, with wooden walls, brass fixtures, and high ceilings) walking up the hill, and then down the hill, and then up the hill, then down again, on a first evening in which the sun hiding behind Olympics sets in months, I think how blessed I am to be far, far away from wars.

And I also think about my American experience, all of my American experiences at once. Oddly enough, what comes to mind while climbing up and down those hills is: “We eat, we shit, we kill, we fuck”. As I am not sure if it was in Jessica’s piece that I heard that sentence, I text my friend to ask her if she knows (she does). That same sentence always comes to me, here, at the end of the world, when the sun is setting behind Olympics, when I think about human race. I knew someone who decided that sun over...

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Sideways: A Review of A Great Hunger By Jessica Jobaris Mar 20, 2017

by Imani Sims

We compose ourselves 

 

Adjacent to intimacy.

 

Shudder white against

Authentic skin undone.

 

Humor covers honesty

In shades of

 

Tension chaotic bliss 

Found pleasure between 

 

Our own thighs.

 

I have never seen a vision of honest beauty quite like A Great Hunger. The production traverses a soundscape that provides a vivid backdrop for the chaos and truth that ensues.  As an observer, fourth row on the end, I experienced the production from the side, which often left my head tilting to the...

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CUT UP HISTORICAL DOCUMENT FROM AN EMAIL (found poem) Mar 3, 2017

by Sara Ann

CUT UP HISTORICAL DOCUMENT FROM AN EMAIL
FROM A DIFFERENT PERSON NAMED JOHN
ON THE PURCHASE AND EXAMINATION
OF THE CURRENT OTB BUILDING
WITH REFERENCES TO WASHINGTON HALL

We met many many years ago.  You don’t remember and that’s fine.

 

to 100 West Roy tonight … opening the doors

I remember the evening … as clear as this morning.  KIRO, KOMO and KING had all been predicting a windstorm of unprecedented strength.  They said it would sweep over the city by four pm and that everyone was advised to be off the roads by then.  We were told there would be power outages from downed power lines.

Yes, we’ve heard about the storm but is there really a storm?  As always, the dumpsters were redolent with the fish sauce pooled up in the bottom, a gift from the Korean Senior Kitchen who shared the building with us. The skies were gray, heavy with clouds. And the clouds weren’t moving.  There was no wind...



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The information is in the flesh: An interview with Jessica Jobaris Mar 2, 2017

by Natalie Singer-Velush

“I’m really into disruption.”

 

I knew the moment Jessica Jobaris said these words to me in a big-windowed café in Fremont on a bright winter day, I could trust her. And that once this critical relationship was established trust between the artist and the observer/participant (and in this case, interviewer) I could look openly into her experiences and therefore also into my own. I could learn from and be moved by her.

 

The urge to disrupt can be motivated by many instincts, some of them narcissistic (Sad!). But Jessica’s instinct is pure and paramount. “I want to create empathy in audiences,” she says, brushing a strawberry blond wisp of hair out of her face as we lean over our steaming tea in the filtered sunlight. “I want to disrupt at the moment that emotions start to get to their high note. I feel like you have to show the audience...

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The information is in the flesh: An interview with Jessica Jobaris Mar 2, 2017

by Natalie Singer-Velush

“I’m really into disruption.”

I knew the moment Jessica Jobaris said these words to me in a big-windowed café in Fremont on a bright winter day, I could trust her. And that once this critical relationship was established ꟷ trust between the artist and the observer/participant (and in this case, interviewer) ꟷ I could look openly into her experiences and therefore also into my own. I could learn from and be moved by her.

The urge to disrupt can be motivated by many instincts, some of them narcissistic (Sad!). But Jessica’s instinct is pure and paramount. “I want to create empathy in audiences,” she says, brushing a strawberry blond wisp of hair out of her face as we lean over our steaming tea in the filtered sunlight. “I want to disrupt at the moment that emotions start to get to their high note. I feel like you have to show the audience.”

Show them what?

...

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Temporary solutions—an addendum Feb 27, 2017

by Imana Gunawan

Who needs sci-fi and horror movies when the dystopia is happening right before your very eyes?

I keep thinking this throughout Awaiting Oblivion. I don’t need to say how apt the show is given the current political climate in this country. I’ve been seeing a lot of folks making the comparison between this new hunger for resistance movements and fictitious entities like Dumbledore’s Army in Harry Potter or the folks in The Hunger Games.

How funny. Sure, it’s a valid comparison, but how funny it is that folks need a fictional, whitewashed Hollywood representation of resistance as opposed to looking at the messy history and seeing actual resistance movements led by marginalized communities.

“Resistance” is a loaded word, one chock full of nuances and inequities. For people left outside society’s margins (i.e., those not of the straight, white, cis, able-bodied, male, economically stable variety),...

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Art, crime and survival: ‘Awaiting Oblivion’ seeks hope in hopelessness Feb 27, 2017

Originally published February 18, 2017 at 8:00 am Updated February 19, 2017 at 9:37 pm

By Brendan Kiley
Seattle Times staff writer

After his arrest at Occupy Seattle, a local actor and youth homelessness worker corresponded with “AO” — a mysterious graffiti/street artist or artists who mailed him art-based “temporary solutions” to stave off despair. The result, “Awaiting Oblivion,” opens at On the Boards.

“The first step in resistance: Don’t kill yourself.”

That “instruction” was mailed in a cigar box last October by “AO,” an anonymous Seattle street artist and activist — who might be an individual art-vandal or might be a group. The box was sent to theater-maker and homeless youth outreach worker Tim Smith-Stewart.

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