New York Times Review

So they say you are not really an artist until you get squashed by the Times. I guess we now have that one covered. We had a great pair of performances, friends came, the NY Times sent a photographer, the house sold out...all seemed to be going absurdly well until the critic arrived. Well, maybe you can guess the rest. The Times critic came to our performance in grand fashion, stepping over the head of our dear Ryan as he performed his live sound score on his Mac. She was late in her arrival and the House didn't wait, so she circumnavigated the theater and did her own aerial maneuvers past the light booth and over the laps of many. What resulted was a scathing review of all performances, the editor of the program and even the theater itself. In the big scheme of things I didn't get it so bad.

Let me pull the quote,

"a sea-anemone-type creature covered in spiky white balloons hunched its way along the side. At the end there was a short film of something entirely indeterminate that seemed to involve water."

Ah yes, "entirely indeterminate" that is my favorite bit. For a visual artist working in nature, that is an outstanding complement. It is very hard to have something be "entirely indeterminate" and yet still get across that it is water. I was kinda happy. So it wasn't a loss for me. I got a great laugh from it and was honored that the powers that be sent us both a photographer and a critic. Plus it is almost guaranteed that the next New York Times review will be better...