Nothing but Flowers
Friday, February 20, 2004
 
Have I mentioned how much I love the NY Post sometimes? This article manages to send up the producers through gossip, and make "Ms Harvey Fierstein" look cute. Or something. Anyway, it's little more than gossip, but it's FABulous gossip.

a new theater group on campus. It only minimally knocks my years of hard work, which is good. And I wish them luck with this production and beyond.

Man, when Ben Brantley doesn't like a show he isn't subtle about it. Not that he should be, I just have this tendency to identify with the artists being panned and feel bad on their behalf. Until I remember that I am just as critical when I see shows I don't like. I just don't have as large an audience, and usuallly what I say doesn't get back to the performers, designers or directors. Unless they ask...

The Drowning Crow (which, btw, I thought was pretty good at the Goodman production here. Not brilliant, and highly textually-problematic) review reminds me of how much I missed sitting through so many Masha/Medvedenko "seagull" scenes. As an undergrad, I worked on that scene in 2 different classes, and I know it was a scene text in at least 2 others. And I must have seen it in class presentations (mine and others) a hundred times. But a few days ago when I said "I'm in mourning for my life" in a brilliant Masha-moment, none of the students got the reference. They haven't even read "The Seagull". What a difference an institutional generation makes...

Will the CD be dead by 2007?

New design at the UN, to be aesthetically secure or not

a code of ethics for non-profits. Corporate codes of ethics can be an amazing powerful tool, but I'm not sure they will keep the regulators and watchdogs away. And I'm not sure that's a totally bad thing--after all, in a year I'll have an MBA to go along with my artistic sensibilities.
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