Debra Cash
There is now an online “sonic census” of puppetry in the greater Boston area.
Rebecca’s spirit will persist in every artist who remembers how much she believed in them, every organization that she urged to greater risk-taking and optimism for the future, and every friend brought together by the sorrow of her passing.
In red gloves and dark glasses, popping and locking, the Wondertwins are both imposing humans and robotic objects, organic and mechanical reproduction.
Rufus Wainwright is like that: unfiltered family love and dysfunction threaded through whammo pop tunes wrapped in the sequins of more than a little clear-to-those-who-know celebrity.
Mark Morris’ choreography for his 18-member ensemble alternates between joyful ring-around-the-rosy and contra dance circles.
This is what I call an example of a critic making an impact!
Carrying cacti around the stage in boxes and placing them on their heads and in predictably suggestive positions, the Boston Ballet dancers looked like they were having a blast
Fred Turner’s counterintuitive and subtle argument in The Democratic Surround draws a direct line between the design of museum exhibitions and the Be-Ins of the Summer of Love.
Artists, Writers, Thinkers, Dreamers: Portraits of 50 Famous Folks & All Their Weird Stuff is a weird cartoon bait-and-switch.
As we freelancers like to say, you can die from exposure.
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