the art that really connects to me is about the little tiny very specific pieces of life, always needing to retie your shoelace, the way your kid wipes his tears away with his palms, the way someone’s hair looked under a neon sign, the oddly beautiful mold encasing a dead bug at the bottom of a puddle on a mountain
Searching For Kindred Spirits – a response to ‘My Name Is Gideon: I’m Probably Going To Die, Eventually’
Gideon welcomed audiences into a world that is built upon believing in the innate goodness of people.
Kafka’s: A Hunger Artist is, at its core, a show about a man whose only job–his life’s work–is to starve. However, I couldn’t help but see this starving man as a metaphor for so much more. It is simple and yet so profound. As an