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Event Calendar
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exhibitions
November 28 - Jan 31

Vanessa German: Defiant Show of Unity

performances
December 13

Performance & Opening Reception: Vanessa German

film & video
December 14

Film Screening: Riverwest Film & Video by Emir Cakaroz

performances
December 20

Formations Series for New & Improvised Music

readings & workshops
December 22

Community Reading: Midwinter Day

readings & workshops
January 6

Workshop: Verbs as Images/Images as Verbs

special events
January 26 -27

25th Annual Poetry Marathon & Benefit

Paul Druecke

Paul Druecke's projects employ a range of approaches—literary, interventionist, photographic—that build upon and cross-reference one another. His work was included in the 2014 Whitney Biennial and has been exhibited throughout the United States and in Europe. A co-authored discussion of his work will be included in the forthcoming Blackwell Companion to Public Art. He's an invited 2014 Resident at the Zentrum für Kunst und Urbanistik in Berlin. Two books, Life and Death on the Bluffs (2014), and The Last Days of John Budgen Jr. (2010), have been published by Green Gallery Press.

Selected Poems

from Life and Death on the Bluffs

 

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We agreed there should be a chorus, but disagreed about its cadence, substance, the potential of collective voice. Reasonableness needed to be open to interpretation. I proposed the well-intentioned troupe morph into an unruly group of tricksters, situational absolutists, irreverent in their complexity. My chorus jangled. Like a riotous pack of drunkards, they shouted from the edge of the stage and insulted the myths of fate and justice.
 

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Traffic jams are community events of a sort, people sharing the same experience through the technology of the automobile. A technology at once utopian and alienating, numbing and visceral. Traffic flows smoothly past the burial mound, she watched the relentless stream of unfamiliar faces reminding her that everyone travels with their own importance.
 

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Everyone travels with their own knowing.
 

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