Why it’s called American Street Dancer
Books are banned, DEI scuttled, and Africanist studies scaled back. Yet, the irrepressible spirit of African American artists is not extinguished.
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Seated on the floor before an overhead projector, Arabella Frahn-Starkie could be in her studio, working, sifting, collaging, thinking. In a darkened theatre, as befits the lumens of the projector, Frahn-Starkie slides image after image across the flatbed, and in doing so, she animates them and ensures they remain unfixed to any one moment or meaning. With her back to the audience, “Pictures and Ghosts” begins with an overriding sense of having crept into the artist’s studio to unassumingly watch her process. Music playing softly, to her right, so as not to obscure the hum of the projector, enhances this sensation of Frahn-Starkie being alone in the studio, ruminating. A lidded, expanding document holder to her left.
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Books are banned, DEI scuttled, and Africanist studies scaled back. Yet, the irrepressible spirit of African American artists is not extinguished.
Continue Reading“Lists of Promise,” a new work currently in a two-week run from March 13- 30 at the East Village cultural landmark, Theater for the New City, promised more than it delivered, at least for now.
Continue Reading“State of Heads” opens with a blaze of white light and loud clanking onto a white-suited Levi Gonzalez, part Elvis, part televangelist addressing his congregation. A pair of women sidle in—Rebecca Cyr and Donna Uchizono—dressed in ankle-length white dresses and cowered posture.
Continue ReadingThe late John Ashford, a pioneer in programming emerging contemporary choreographers across Europe, once told me that he could tell what sort of choreographer a young artist would turn into when watching their first creations.
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