Sometimes an invention can revolutionize the world. For instance, there is the stick. Ice cream was imprisoned in bowls until the stick transformed it into a portable phenomenon (cake never recovered from the blow). The corn dog? It wouldn’t have any fans if not for the stick. The new-and-improved Capitol Hill Art Walk, renamed Blitz, blitzcapitolhill.com, hopes that the stick can revolutionize art in the same way. On June 11, Blitz will celebrate its launch with the Art-on-a-Stick Parade.
In your twenties, you are the master of being cool (if only in your mind!). Then you look in the mirror one day and there is a full-fledged adult staring back at you! You have a career, 2.5 kids, furniture and even a few gray hairs. You can’t help but wonder whether your coolness went the way of legwarmers and hacky sacks.
No need to worry and create more gray hairs. After seeing local celebrity author Tom Robbins, there is no doubt that coolness is a state of mind without an expiration date!
Phew! After watching 1163 minutes of short films over the course of 7 evenings last week, I am happy to report that my fellow jurors and I were able to choose three winners (and two runners up) for SIFF's ShortsFest... without too much fist fighting. We began our deliberations last night at 9pm, after the final short film showcase. By that point we had all watched alllllll the films and had our personal Top 10 lists in each of the three categories (Documentary, Animation, Narrative) at the ready.
After the recent grueling set of experimental shorts, the batch of short films I watched last night was refreshingly okay! Nothing during the 3 hours of films either sucked outright or made me feel like I was going to have a stroke. Several were quite good, actually.
I attended SIFF's jam-packed opening at the Paramount last night, which featured a pretty funny British mockumentary (In the Loop), a Mayor's Award for Lynn Shelton (and her soaring success), and a lot of thankful speeches (perhaps too many...then again, SIFF has a lot of people to thank). I'm told the post-screening party food was fabu but the crowd was so thick I couldn't get to it (and I was starving, so I slipped out to forage for a meal elsewhere).
In our February issue, we gave readers "Five Reasons NOT to Move to Portland" (apparently ruffling a few feathers in the process). Always looking for a good debate, we were flattered by the ensuing response from Portland Monthly, which recently published its own retaliatory list with five reasons why Portland "kicks ass&qu
If you were worried about the safety of your local Starbucks over the weekend, worry no more! Mike Doughty (formerly of the band Soul Coughing) was in town last Friday for an acoustic show at the Triple Door. Rabid caffeine addicts may know him best for his song, “Busting up a Starbuxxx” (we assume the triple x spelling is due to legal reasons and not the orgasmic power of coffee).
Seattle filmmaker extraordinaire Lynn Shelton continues her skyrocketing success with her latest film, Humpday, about two old friends (straight guys) who decide to make a porno together (gay sex). It's hilarious and smart and packed with both philosophical questions and wince-tastic moments. (I saw it months ago and still think about it regularly.) Picked up by Magnolia pictures, the film will receive national release in mid July—but you can see it at SIFF before then, or Cannes, if you happen to be in France May 13-24.
Greetings and welcome to the inaugural post of Art Breaker, my blog about local arts and culture. Seattle has a surfeit of amazing arts and artists—so many fantastic painters, dancers, photographers, filmmakers, writers, sculptors, actors, musicians, galleries, theaters, museums, nonprofit arts orgs and performance halls, in fact, that it can feel a little overwhelming to try to keep up with the local arts scene. But here’s some good news: you don’t have to be up on art to enjoy the arts!
A New York Times article published today focused more on the Hearst Corporation's push to reinvent the PI as a online-only publication. The Web-only edition of the newspaper will resemble more of a Huffington Post model, NYT reporsts, a political news Web site filled mostly with commentary and advice from bloggers, with less emphasis on original reporting.
What cosmic forces are drawing artists to Orpheus and Eurydice these days? Are we all feeling pulled toward the underworld of late? Is it the economy? Whatever the reason, we're getting a lot of O & E around here, which is fine by me. I recently saw Sarah Ruhl's take on the ancient Greek myth, "Eurydice," at ACT Theatre, which was modernized in a lovely way--gorgeously staged, funny and quite moving.
Do you love the honkin', melty, drippy, delicious sandwiches at Georgetown's biker bar, Smarty Pants? Um, me neither (except for the Pit Boss: ham, swiss, bacon and pepperoncinis, and about four other sandwiches, but other than that...)