Performania

I'm always looking for drama, just not necessarily in a theater. It's the burden of a performaniac.

Hollering about Texas with a perfect Southern drawl. My Pillow peers claimed that I mentioned Texas once every 31 minutes (yes, they kept track). It was my only retort to the “There's art in Texas?” question.

Dance is more often situating itself within a visual arts setting.

When Nathaniel Donnett was wheeled in laying inside a coffin at the CAMH for his artist talk, In Memory of... as part of his installation, Nothing to See Hear in Right Here, Right Now: Houston, I wondered how the talking part was going to pan out.

We throw the word “place” around a lot in the arts, probably too much.

On any given day, you can find me asking, begging and sometimes groveling, for you to click on a story.

If I haven't returned your email, my apologies. I'm walking all the time now, to prevent Alzheimer’s.