The core group
Gisele Vienne (director)
Jonathan Capdevielle (performer)
Jonathan Schatz (performer)
Margret Gudjonsdottir (performer)
Anja Rotgerkamp (movement & dance advisor)
Peter Rehberg & Stephen O'Malley (musical score & sound design)
Fujiko Nakaya (fog sculptures & installations)
Ken Watanabe & Shiro Takatani (holograms & projections)
The dolls (performers)
The owl & the hawk (performers)
'TIHYWD', section 3, rehearsals
Fujiko Nakaya, Shiro Takatani, Gisele Vienne, Jonathan Capdevielle, Jonathan Schatz
'TIHYWD', Section 3, run-through
Jonathan Schatz, Jonathan Capdevielle
'TIHYWD', section 5, rehearsal
Fog tests
Fujiko Nakaya
Backstage
Holography tests
Shiro Takatani
Post-run through meeting
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p.s. Hey. So, there's the best pass I can muster at what I've been doing here in Brest for the last eight days. Like I mentioned the other day, my camera's battery died a couple of days ago, leaving a number of things I'd been planning to document off the table. I hope I've managed to give you a vague idea at least. Today's our last work day, and tomorrow morning we all head back to our respective homes until mid-June when we'll gather here again for one last week or so to finalize the piece for its early July premiere. I'll be doing the p.s. tomorrow before I catch my train, but I might be in a little bit of a rush. As usual, I'm in a semi-rush or slightly more this morning because we're need to try to finesse some lingering issues in these final hours. Okay, ... ** Empty Frame, Wow, you're still on that Greek island? It seems a lot longer than 3 weeks, although it probably feels like a flash to you. Like every sane person, I envy your insane weather. Ours is heavy, samey blue, and summery. Things re: 'TIHYWD' have gotten much closer to being nailed down, but we're going to need to scour every minute we have left to seal the deal. Dude, keep enjoying the hell out of that place. ** Changeling, Hey. I go home tomorrow finally. The universe feels a little lopsided to me too. I like hotels, even shitty-ish ones with a 19th century internet signal and one maid who walks with a cane who cleans your room every five days if you're lucky, but enough's enough and all that. Camping? Like with sleeping bags and campfires and marshmallows on sticks? Pray tell. I really love the new story. I left you a comment underneath it this morning. Like I said there, I didn't see how it was patchy. How so? I was blown away. Well, read the comment, and you'll see. Anyway, hope the mosquitos didn't get to you, and I'll talk to you on my last day on the universe's outskirts tomorrow. ** Oscar B, Hey, pal. Really looking forward to being back in the hood and seeing you as of tomorrow. I missed that Recollets art opening thing? Oh, well. We should talk to Chrystel this week and nail down a date at last. ** Syreearmwellion, Hey. I think that makes total sense about DFW writing his way out of his education. So few PhD writers think they need to. I'm like you. One measly year of university was more than enough for me. Thanks a lot, you know, for reading my stuff. Now I get to read yours. That's one of the very best things about this blog for me. People come in here as, I don't know, my fans, I guess, but a couple of days later, we're comrades and mutual fans or whatever. Anyway, glad one of the posts was a door. Thanks, Josh. ** David Ehrenstein, Wise Pogo. I don't think I know this Breitbart character, but you've warded me off. What was a dumb ass like that doing at an LA Weekly party? I guess that's me toeing too romantic a line about the Weekly. Michel Butor on speed, ha ha, nice. You know the guy who won the Palme d'or? I really want to see that film. It was the most interesting sounding film at the festival. I think it opens in Paris straight away. ** Sypha, Short or not, that's still an admirable lot of books. 'Death Sentence' is only short in physical terms anyway. ** JW Veldhoen, That was cool. I mean I got you buzzed with excitement pre-that event and then buzzed afterwards. Weekends are cool. Svenonious was a student of our own Bernard Welt, if I'm not mistaken. ** Killer Luka, No, I'm a man of my word, uh, most of the time. Watch your mailbox anywhere from a week and a half to a month from now, I reckon. ** Waiting for John, Considering John's hold on you, you might want to just go whole hog on the surgery front and get wormed. If you don't what that is, let me know. Thanks for airbrushing out my forehead wrinkles. I used to have hair like that. Now I get why I don't anymore. Thank you, by the way. ** Math, RIP: Will Munro indeed. Sucks. That guy really fought for his life and used it brilliantly. ** The Dreadful Flying Glove, It was almost 30 degrees here the last couple of days. It seemed quite nice the eight or nine times I emerged from the bowels to smoke a cigarette. My wishes are less battered now, more like filtered cigarettes (!?) or something, but you still get some. ** Jose, Hey, man. Yeah, RIP: WM. Take care. ** David, While it's in no way, shape, or form Bret's masterpiece, I have a real soft spot for 'The Informers'. I love Bret's prose, and 'TI' is his prose at its most polished and pristine. One of the chapters in my novel 'Guide' is an informal homage to his way with words in that book. That link didn't work, fyi. I managed to figure out the right address, but then I couldn't see the page because I'm not a Flickr member, and after they deleted all of the images on my earlier blog, I refuse to join. But I'll google the boy's name and see what I can find. ** Kier, Hey. Today's our last work day until mid-ish June. It's going to be intense. The holography is still in the piece. It's ended up being used basically for kind of psychedelic and paranormal effects. Wow, awesome about that 'Period'-inspired house you're making. It's an honor, of course, and it's cool 'cos it kind of takes the house full circle since it was largely inspired originally by the sculptures of my artist friend Vincent Fecteau. Both of those tower links went to the same images, or else I'm tripping. I fucking love it in any case. Everyone, Kier made this black tower. You need to see it. Cindy Crawford's son is a slice of birthday cake. ** Wolf, Hey, bud. Great you guys are going to make it to Avignon. Yeah, I'll be there at least from the 8th to the 15th, probably getting there a few days earlier than that. I should be in Paris before then and pretty much immediately after the 15th too. Double awesome! Things are fine in Brest now. The tangle ended up being productive if anything. A lot of technical problems with the fog, holograms, and lighting -- and especially making them work together -- still going on, but otherwise things are going pretty smoothly now. The birds are still in as of last night. They are erratic, and they could still get cut, but so far no. I didn't even know Cormac McCarthy had written a play until you mentioned it. How curious. ** JoeM, I hope I get to see this newfangled Dr. Who or any TV that isn't a bunch of French people sitting around a table talking.** Joseph, I don't think I've ever set foot in Savannah. I like its vibes. Anyway, you had a good weekend. I can tell. I'm doing all right over here, just feeling pretty burnt out from nine days straight of being one of eight people trying to build a steamship out of icebergs or something. ** Justin, Barbie clothes, nice. I like that, I don't know why. ** Bill, Where are you staying and playing in Amsterdam? I can still see the the whole city in my mind from my multi-years there, and, apart from the harbor area, it hasn't changed much. ** _Black_Acrylic, Sorry about your bad stomach weekend. Most if not all of the people in the photos above are staying at the ruined chateau in the woods that I think I showed here in one of the early Brest slideshows. They stuck me at a shitty-ish hotel in town, but they're all fucked up and chugalugging Claritin thanks to all the pollen out there, and I'm just bored. ** Steevee, Glad you were able to order the album. There are a couple of cool 'record' stores here that I can pretty much surmise will have the Dolphins' album in stock. Otherwise, and generally, no, not at all. ** Christopher/ Mark, The Champs Elysees? What did I miss? I saw on the local news that they turned it into a farm for a day or something. Is that it? ** Chris, Hope the gig goes spendidly. You sound quite up about it. Awesome cover song idea, obviously. Yeah, I'll do my best with Bradford. ** Misanthrope, Pollard could eat bamboo and live in Fresno any time he wanted. That dream was weird. What I said was weird too. I like it. I'm going to try it out on Gisele today and see what she says. Well, I know what she'll say today. 'I'm busy!' ** Will Decker, Hey, Will. Very nice Caravaggio painting, obviously, and your behind the scenes report had me scouring it, which I loved. I love to scour. I'm back to Paris tomorrow. The show premieres at the Avignon Festival in July, and then starts touring all over the place. It'll actually play in Brest on the very stage on which we built it next March. ** No more teenagekicks, Hope the move went well. Did anyone answer your gentle Facebook plea for help? ** Alan, One more thank you for the weekend, man. Envy on the Alex Rose show front. I'll check out that Schjeldahl report on the Leon Golub show later on. You a Golub fan? I guess I am. I haven't thought about him ages. I talked to him and Nancy Spero a few times back in the 80s. Awesome people, no surprise. ** Inthemostpeculiarway, 'Melt people's kinds': there is no higher calling. Hm, I wonder what kind of melting he has up his sleeve. You should start a band with him. Can you sing? I keep imagining you could sing. Just your mention of the 'Wicker Man' song is going to get it stuck in my head if I don't start humming right now. Okay, I'm humming. I liked 'Drag Me to Hell'. I don't quite get why people are so crazy about it, though. Don't know 'What a Girl Wants'. Haven't seen 'Martyrs'. Dolly Parton makes everything she's in or does a must. Yeah, unless it's too painful to talk about, what happened with or to Valentine? He just kind of slipped out of your reports a while back. Ignore that question, no problem. That was a very nice and rich weekend report, my friend. I really enjoyed it. My weekend was very samey and not full of a lot of exciting tidbits or anything. Basically, I just worked on that thing you see up top and spent all my time with the people you see up top. Saturday went pretty well. We were trying to fix things and most of them got fixed. It was long, from just post-p.s. until late at night. So long and tiring that it's kind of a blur to me now. On Sunday, I managed to work on my novel a bit in the morning, and that was good, and then it was another day like Saturday except things didn't go so well. The performers were all very good, but the birds didn't do what they were supposed to do at all, and the fog machinery didn't work right, and this kind of underlying tension between the lighting designer and the fog/holography people erupted because the lighting guy keeps being told what he's doing is interfering with the other effects, and he's naturally not happy about that, and it's true the collective effects are still kind of a mess. Today is going to be mostly about getting them to try to work together. So it was basically a day and night of things screwing up and then trying to find solutions. It was so consuming that I didn't get to go see one of my favorite bands Wire play last night. That wasn't cool. Anyway, Sunday's blurry and lacking details to me now too. Today will probably be just like the weekend followed by a big farewell dinner/party or something, but who knows. Okay, I think that's best I can do, unfortunately. How's Monday? ** Blendin, Hey! First ... Everyone, the supercalifragilistic artist, newsstand aueur, and d.l. Brendan Lott aka Blendin was just the subject a nice article about his newsstand side in the LA Weekly, and you would be remiss not to click this link and read it. Wish I could have been there for the celebration. I haven't seen the photos yet due to my downtime being erased, but I'll look them over as soon as I'm post-here. ** Catachrestic, Hey, J! Yeah, an internship at Les Figues sounds a splendid possibility. If you need a potential employee blurb or something, I'll whip something up. I guess my brain is a high traffic area, but I guess it has a state of the art interchange. Hope you fooled that landlord silly. Happy Monday, man. ** Tristam's Mum, Oh, shit, I forgot to block you. Oops, I just told you I was going to block you. This is not my morning. ** I'd better get the hell out of here and go work my ass off. Any questions or anything re: the theater piece/slideshow, just ask. One more out of town post and a quick Brest-centric p.s. in the morning, and I'll see you then.
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