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Archive for December, 2005
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Defining Moments in PDX Visual Arts, 2005
Bent, curated by Stephanie Snyder, (curator of the Reed College Cooley Gallery) featuring installation work by Chandra Bocci, Jesse Durost and Ryan Boyle.
Hap Tivey’s show at Elizabeth Leach Gallery.
The stirring up of critical dialogue in Portland…
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Performance 2005
Best live art in Portland, 2005:
Arts group, The M.O.S.T. with the Mostlandian Embassy at PICA’s TBA Festival.
Cydney Wilkes and Mike Barber’s final PENTA performance
Lone Twin (UK) at PICA’s TBA Festival
Liminal Performance Group‘s Resurrectory…
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Prints for PICA 05
A fundraising concept conceived by artist Stephen Hayes, Prints for PICA is a daylong artmaking marathon in which local artists make prints that are sold on the spot with proceeds to benefit PICA. This third edition of PFP goes…
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Tony Takitani
Beautiful and haunting, a film set against the backdrop of fashion obsession and a closet full of size 7 clothes…
The Hollywood Theatre is on a roll with another film in which fashion plays a supporting role…and we don’t mean…
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Candy
There are two memories, a tapdancing saxophone player, and a coincidence at work here. Memory #1 involves the blue glass candy jar my Grandpa always kept filled with colorful, beribboned hard candies…the kind you don’t see much of…