Thomasina in Tom Stoppard's mind bending time warping play, ARCADIA, observes that when you stir raspberry jam into vanilla pudding it will first swirl in streaks but ultimately will turn the entire pudding pink. If you stir the pudding in the opposite direction, the jam will not separate back out again. --LIFE MOVES ONLY FORWARD--NEVER BACK!--
Tuesday, March 27, 2007
Voila! a Flower
Though we still may get an icicle or two, the opening of our first daffodil makes its own point. Spring has arrived in the Midwest!
Friday, March 23, 2007
Eruption at the Warren County Library
Gather round.
Pour it in!
There it goes!
Wow!
An old volcano came back to life in the Children's Room of the Warren County Library on Thursday morning, March 22nd. Grandson TJ decided that it had been dormant too long and mixed up some vinegar, food coloring, and baking soda in order to give the day's story hour attendees a little extra bang for their buck.
Pour it in!
There it goes!
Wow!
An old volcano came back to life in the Children's Room of the Warren County Library on Thursday morning, March 22nd. Grandson TJ decided that it had been dormant too long and mixed up some vinegar, food coloring, and baking soda in order to give the day's story hour attendees a little extra bang for their buck.
Thursday, March 22, 2007
Chicago With the Grandson
Taking the train into Chicago is not quite as exciting as riding the Chepe up to the Copper Canyon, but when you are eleven and have only had one other train ride in your life, it is still quite an event. It was a rainy morning but our destination was the Field Museum so there was no need to worry about the puddles. We spent several hours in the exhibits dealing with native Americans from South America to Alaska. We saw an Inuit man carving a new totem pole to replace one that the Field will send back to Alaska, visited the Egyptian tomb exhibits, and of course saw the big dinosaur skeleton called Sue. Grandma, Grandpa, and TJ had a great time.
Saturday, March 17, 2007
Thursday, March 15, 2007
Vellenga Draws a Full House for OFTA Photo Talk
Almost sixty people, including two art classes from West Central High School, attended OFTA (Old F**** Talk Arts)on Wednesday, March 14th at the Buchanan Center for the Arts in Monmouth, IL. Photographer, John Vellenga gave a stimulating talk on how the manipulation of light can change a simple photo into a real work of art.
Some thirty of his own photographs are currently on display in the Buchanan gallery along with ceramics by Linda Sickmon. The show, titled Visions and Vessels, will be up until March 31st. Mr. Vellenga has also just had a prize winning photo in the Galex Show at the Civic Art Center in Galesburg, IL.
Tuesday, March 13, 2007
Today March 13, 2007 is National Arts Advocacy Day
The message below comes as a part of my duties as Director of Advocacy for the Illinois Theatre Association
Today, March 13th, is Arts Advocacy Day in Washington DC.
Can you take a few minutes today to send a message to Washington DC in support of
the Arts? You can help by going to the web site below and sending a message to your representatives.
http://www.capwiz.com/artsusa/home/
Thanks for your attention and thanks doubly if you find the time to express your hopes for improvements in arts funding at the federal level.
Monday, March 12, 2007
"The Oldest Profession" in Galesburg
Five old hookers
Are sitting in the park.
None are even close
to hitting their mark.
The Madam is sweet
and nice to the core,
but death comes a calling
and then there were four.
It doesn't take much more imagination to see the pattern in Paula Vogel's THE OLDEST PROFESSION. A quick internet survey indicated that the play had an Off-Broadway production in 2004, but was actually written in 1988. Most of the jokes place the main action in the early 1980's during the Reagan/Carter era which, given Bill Clinton's expansion of the world's sexual vocabulary, seems a bit of a shame. The lack of sympathy and social support for aging women in a man's world is still a relevant topic, so I would think that the play would not be overly harmed by some judicious updating.
We saw it last night in the cramped third floor taproom at Cherry Street in Galesburg, IL. It was produced by the Prairie Players Civic Theatre and directed by an English teacher at Monmouth-Roseville HS--Melissa Agar. Agar noted in the publicity for the show that there are relatively few plays that offer five good roles for character actresses, so this piece, like Robert Harling's STEEL MAGNOLIAS, can allow some of the older women in a company to have a bit of the limelight even if they must play stereotypical hookers with hearts of gold on the far side of fifty.
As their clientele starts to pass over, our ladies of the night continue to bicker and pass over themselves one by one. Each gets a sexy makeover and a boa as they dance their way into a glowing white-light heaven that is supposedly the New Orleans bordello where they began their careers. The jokes become more strained and less funny as their numbers and their pickings dwindle. Ursula, the successor to the first Madame, loses the group's nest egg in an investment scheme and with constant landlord problems, and no social security or medical insurance, it's hard to keep making jokes about old guys who can't get it up. Vera, the last of the five left standing, is finally reduced at the end of the sixth scene to picking through a trash container for food. There is probably a lesson here, but we weren't much in the mood for it after over an hour and a half of pretty predictable repetition. Given that the characters don't quite have enough time or depth to get into your psyche, the suspense of who will be next to go just isn't enough to combat a hard folding chair and a peek-a-boo view of the stage from the unraked floor.
Director Agar does a good job of keeping things moving on the tightly cramped stage and Larry Diemer's simple, functional park bench setting is up to the job. He even manages a few lighting effects in a space that clearly comes with no technical accoutrements. The women in the cast display some nice and often quirky character delineation and all seemed to enjoy their turns.
Even if the space and the play's plot development were not top notch, the price was right, the beer was cold, and it was nice to see a Paula Vogel piece that was written before she hit her stride with THE BALTIMORE WALTZ and HOW I LEARNED TO DRIVE. A rating of three 1/2 stars and thanks to the cast and crew of the Prairie Players Civic Theatre for a good value night out in Galesburg.
Are sitting in the park.
None are even close
to hitting their mark.
The Madam is sweet
and nice to the core,
but death comes a calling
and then there were four.
It doesn't take much more imagination to see the pattern in Paula Vogel's THE OLDEST PROFESSION. A quick internet survey indicated that the play had an Off-Broadway production in 2004, but was actually written in 1988. Most of the jokes place the main action in the early 1980's during the Reagan/Carter era which, given Bill Clinton's expansion of the world's sexual vocabulary, seems a bit of a shame. The lack of sympathy and social support for aging women in a man's world is still a relevant topic, so I would think that the play would not be overly harmed by some judicious updating.
We saw it last night in the cramped third floor taproom at Cherry Street in Galesburg, IL. It was produced by the Prairie Players Civic Theatre and directed by an English teacher at Monmouth-Roseville HS--Melissa Agar. Agar noted in the publicity for the show that there are relatively few plays that offer five good roles for character actresses, so this piece, like Robert Harling's STEEL MAGNOLIAS, can allow some of the older women in a company to have a bit of the limelight even if they must play stereotypical hookers with hearts of gold on the far side of fifty.
As their clientele starts to pass over, our ladies of the night continue to bicker and pass over themselves one by one. Each gets a sexy makeover and a boa as they dance their way into a glowing white-light heaven that is supposedly the New Orleans bordello where they began their careers. The jokes become more strained and less funny as their numbers and their pickings dwindle. Ursula, the successor to the first Madame, loses the group's nest egg in an investment scheme and with constant landlord problems, and no social security or medical insurance, it's hard to keep making jokes about old guys who can't get it up. Vera, the last of the five left standing, is finally reduced at the end of the sixth scene to picking through a trash container for food. There is probably a lesson here, but we weren't much in the mood for it after over an hour and a half of pretty predictable repetition. Given that the characters don't quite have enough time or depth to get into your psyche, the suspense of who will be next to go just isn't enough to combat a hard folding chair and a peek-a-boo view of the stage from the unraked floor.
Director Agar does a good job of keeping things moving on the tightly cramped stage and Larry Diemer's simple, functional park bench setting is up to the job. He even manages a few lighting effects in a space that clearly comes with no technical accoutrements. The women in the cast display some nice and often quirky character delineation and all seemed to enjoy their turns.
Even if the space and the play's plot development were not top notch, the price was right, the beer was cold, and it was nice to see a Paula Vogel piece that was written before she hit her stride with THE BALTIMORE WALTZ and HOW I LEARNED TO DRIVE. A rating of three 1/2 stars and thanks to the cast and crew of the Prairie Players Civic Theatre for a good value night out in Galesburg.
Sunday, March 11, 2007
A Glimmer of Spring
Saturday, March 03, 2007
Visions and Vessels Opens at Buchanan Center for the Arts
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