Someone sits in a pile of tangled cords, trying to undo the knots.
An office. Employees work in cubicles. All of them wear Apple watches. Once an hour, a notification on the watches goes off. All the employees stand and then sit again.
A woman stands on a bridge. One by one, she throws pieces of technology into the rushing river below. A cell phone. A camera. A laptop. A tablet. A watch. Satisfied, she picks up her pack and walks away, whistling.
One of the more interesting thing about attending festivals is seeing how different performance pieces speak to one another. In their second week, the Fusebox Festival line-up included some interesting offerings at the intersection of performance and technology. Michelle Ellsworth’s performance piece, Preparation for the Obsolescence of the Y Chromosome, is a meditation on a world without […]
A woman, center stage, sits at a desk and opens her laptop. A blinding flash of light emits from it. The woman shrieks, covers her eyes, and falls to the floor in the fetal position. Lights down. Act curtain closes. A man in an old-timey suit and top hat enters stage right, carrying a stand […]
So, I moved into my new apartment today. Well, mostly. There are still a few things to take over in the morning, but damnit, I’m exhausted. I hate moving. I hate the packing of boxes. I hate the actual transportation of said boxes. And I hate the unpacking of boxes. If it were up to […]