Performers
Blood Theater
PERFORMING AT SOMEDAY
TBA
About the artist
Who are we? Nobody. Why do we exist? No reason, really. Okay, seriously? Blood is variously defined as: 1. "An animating force, lifeblood." Sounds good for puppets, hm? Also 2. "Bloodshed, murder." We dig bloodshed, not for its violent capabilities (although that turns us on too), but rather for the reality that blood implies. I fell, I bled, therefore I exist—a little goes a long ways—everything counts in large amounts—what's that thing on your neck? We are puppeteers in the same way that you are human, that is, by chance.
In a sense, there is no true, "real" theatre, only a black Cadillac crushing life and squeezing the heart out of us, one act at a time. It is appropriate then, that we cry, and mourn crushed lives, appropriate to watch as well as to perform. Why puppets? Because, by branch and root, from head to foot, there is not, nor art there be, anything so deep so sad so fun so thought-provoking so shamelessly despised so unrehearsed and prized as the beautiful blank darkness that descends upon you as the flesh is opened to let another story bleed forth.
The first installation of our new show Local man claims to have seen god but can't give an account of what he saw (Decipher that!) opens October 27 and runs throught the next two nights at the Someday lounge in Portland Oregon, moving to other venues down the west coast through October and November. This program deals with the erosion of sanity in the modern world. It is a puppetry program, including live actors and found objects, trash and treasures paraded before you eyes.
'Nuff said.
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