In Gary Panter's drawings, a line is not the shortest path between two points, but a slow, wavering one, a termite's crawl with endless detours and distractions.
Throughout, I wanted to mingle motherhood, sexuality, humor, and the everyday, since we often act as if we have to relegate separate parts of ourselves to these things, which is a bit absurd.
Consider black-and-white so complexly rich it seems like color. Add handmade costumes and sets that suggest Picasso channeling "Pee-wee's Playhouse." Then imagine fractured Greek mythology recited in …
It’s generally accepted that improvisation signifies humanness and, conversely, that perfectionism signifies its repression. But perfectionism is all too human. Perfectionism carries with it…
When my brother and I were children, my father would take us to football games at the Yale Bowl. Neither of us was really the football sort. So we would go play under the bleachers at the top of the s…