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Win a Trip to Day for Night, Houston’s Experiential Art and Music Festival
December 15–17, 2017 / Houston, Texas

Hyperallegic is partnering with Listings Project to give away a trip to Day for Night in Houston, including two VIP tickets, plus airfare and hotel.

Through music and art, Day for Night explores the possibilities of light, space, and sound. With headlining musicians performing alongside immersive digital artworks, Day for Night creates a heightened sensorial experience that blurs boundaries between performance and installation. We were there last year, and we can’t wait to go again.

The lineup of this year’s festival includes:

  • Music by: Nine Inch Nails, Thom Yoke, Solange, Justice, St. Vincent, Tyler, the Creator, James Blake, and more
  • Artworks from: Ryoji Ikeda, Matthew Schreiber, Conditional Studio, Processing Foundation, James Clar, and Felice d’Edtienne d’Orves
  • Talks by: Chelsea Manning, Nadya from Pussy Riot, Laurie Anderson, Lauren McCarthy & more

For the full lineup, visit

Prize includes flight, hotel, and VIP passes to Day for Night for two people. Hotel accommodations include three nights at the Hilton Americas-Houston. Flights to be awarded with two $500 Visa gift cards. Enter by 12/1/17.


by Punkpink

Down from the wilds of Vermont where any reader of this site knows I am now living on a farm with four other people, forging the woods for food, taking care of chickens, goats, two Alpacas, a few ducks, fields of dandelions, vegetable gardens and just working hard chopping wood and getting ready for the coming winter. Benny, myself and Mark from down the woods finished 2 cabins this summer and now we are trying to convince 2 certain someone’s to come on up and stay with us. Here I am taking a break back visiting my old stomping grounds of Hartford Ct. where so many times years ago I got myself in a bit of trouble with some folks in the arts, LGBT, and other communities for writing what I consider to be something that needs to be said. I always believed that I said it so well, stuff that no one wanted to hear. Too bad was my moto. So here I am in the big city of Hartford. Now I have been in bigger cities in my life, lived in some, had great times in others but Hartford is dear to me because some of my dearest friends are here and of course this is where my favorite blog is. So what to do in Hartford this weekend. I see there is something that they call Open Studio, hyped up all over the place. Come on out, get on the shuttle, see the artists in their natural habitat. You have 2 days, fill it up.

Here’s their promise from the literature that I have seen. If you go all about town you will be able to see the works of over 300 artists. Yeah, folks you read that right. Over 300 artists. My goodness there are artists here and artists there and artists everywhere if you want to believe the hype. “Heavens,” said Betsy, “maybe some type of evolutionary thing is happening on earth and we are in the mist of a great change.” You know if you think of Hartford that is only one little dot on the art trail, every city, every town, every suburb, every hamlet, even out the woods there are artists and their number seems to be growing every day. Our old art teacher used to say if everyone became an artist war would end. Well we are on fast forward to that goal and we are experiencing more wars than ever. Can’t folks spend more time on ending war than on making “not art”?

One wall as in many. Picasso Lives!!! (2)

If one was to review Open Studio and be honest without being a sympathic wimp, without worrying about someone down the street not likeing you, caring little if you are seen with the most famous artist in the town at any opening, about fitting in, or being hipper than the next gal, or of course like me able to get out of town in a flash  one would have to begin like this.

Open Studio: To Turn An Old Phrase–More is Less. 

A great mass, a Hodge Podge of doodlers, who would do well to donate their art supplies to someone else, maybe a real artist in the crowd and go about the business of saving the whales or helping to give mother earth a break by scooping plastic out of her oceans. Your passion would be welcomed in many a place. Right now you are in the wrong box no matter how hard you try you will never be an artist. You are wasting your money and your time. Come on folks let’s get real here, 300+ people all claim to be some type of artist I can only say NAH! Never! Is Not! Nor shall it ever be!! Just because you have a creative bug somewhere in your system doesn’t allow you to claim the title of artist. You copy lessons, the techniques you learned in art school, you’re making what is called “Just like art” amounts to nothing more than something that someone can use to cover a hole, crack in the wall, or to decorate their place. Got a new sofa, need a work of art.  Just think if everyone who has the art bug devoted their passion to getting rid of the present administration, filling their time with learning about revolution rather than upholding bourgeoisie notions of art what a great world we would create.

We have far too many who claim, I am artist, see what I do. I have learned my lessons well. But in the seeing all one sees is copyists. How sad. Even old aunt Helen and tattooed Joe is in on the act and Hartford will soon have its own Paint Bar. Come on in drink and paint. You can take home the painting at the end of the night. Just don’t get too drunk and paint the lady next to you with all of her clothes on. If you do remember me and paint her pink and then maybe just maybe you will have a career in art that goes beyond a one horse town.

“Oh come on,” says Mabel, “No one is hurting anyone by doing what they do.” “Well, said Joe, “how about art?” Art is getting a bad name. No I must say “Please remember art is much bigger than do-dads saying we make it.” Remember also that we do have other fish to fry in the art world. The money folks. The bastards that love art, buy art and all the while murder not only others in war but kill our earth. The 1 %. The Ugly, the horrible, the nasty, the unfit for humanity. Kill them now or kill them later? We would prefer now so their dirty works do not have a chance to spread.(1) (more…)

Mrs. Betty Bowers, America’s Best Christian speaks here in response to gun violence, Speaker Paul Ryan says, “Prayer works.” Not nearly as hard as the lobbyists for people who make money off guns! Glory! (if the video is not showing just click on the title and you should get directed to it.)

We love you Betty!

The New Haven Pride Center Presents:

FEMME IN PUBLIC: a performance by Alok Vaid-Menon

What feminine part of yourself did you have to destroy in order to survive in this world? At what point does femininity become synonymous with apology? Who hurt the people who hurt you? Alok is trying to figure it out.

Join for an evening of poetry, comedy, and performance art.

Monday, November 13, 2017
Performances at 7:00p and 9:00p
Doors open 30 minutes before performances.
General Admission $25 / Center Members $20 / Students $15

Lyric Hall Theater
827 Whalley Ave, New Haven

About the Artist
Alok Vaid-Menon (they/them/their) is a gender non-conforming performance artist, writer, educator, and entertainer. Their eclectic sense of style, political comedy, and poetic challenge to the gender binary have been internationally renowned. Alok was recently the youngest recipient of the prestigious Live Works Performance Act Award granted to ten performance artists across the world. They have been featured on HBO, MTV, The Guardian, National Geographic, The New York Times, and The New Yorker and have presented their work at 300 venues in more than 30 countries.

See facebook page for more details HERE.

If you can and if you haven’t or if you have ever or never yet seen a performance by Alok get your tickets and go. High Queer Art, some of the best.


Posted: October 26, 2017 in art, we dig it.

Holy Sheet!


Let’s start this right. Here we go.

I noticed on the calendar that October 16 is celebrated as Bosses Day. To this we must say what a load of Bull Shit. Its a day set aside for workers to honor their bosses. Well we will give a big BOO and then some for such a stupid idea. What are we suppose to do, give the boss a gift of $, flowers, take him out to lunch, get her a nice vase? In many offices foolish employees will take up a collection, get a card have everyone who donated sign it. How does anyone think that the employee who can not afford to contribute the money will feel? Like maybe the boss will look at her in another way and think up ways to get rid of her. Tradition would hold that the boss should be the one giving to the employees not the other way around. There are acutally websites that have gift giving ideas and a list of do’s and don’t for Bosses Day.

We have nothing in common with bosses. Nothing at all. Bosses represent the ruling class and the ruling class is not us. The boss keeps us in line day after day and thwarts our every move to organize to make our lives and the lives of our fellow workers better. He very rarely will bend any of the rules for us. He never misses an opportunity to show you who’s in charge and believes that employees are little more than worker bees who obey orders and follow the rules. In return for their good behavior, and if they’re lucky, employees may get to keep their jobs. The rallying cry of these bosses is, “Do what I say or else.” To them, there’s nothing that another rule or policy can’t fix. He says,  “Don’t tell me your story as I don’t care ones rat ass, that you have a problem with childcare, your car doesn’t work, your mother’s sick or your fathers dead. Too bad.” We got a job to do here. You haven’t been here a year yet why should you even think that you should get a day off? Sick, no pay poor boy. What is a boss? I don’t even like the word even if you find a good one among all the rotten apples they still play by the rules set up by their bosses.

I once worked with a woman to whom I was very close. She was from Vietnam. She never could make the connection that the term was boss and she would always add a y to boss and called him Bossy. Yes she got it right he was a bossy boss. Why he even bossed where he shouldn’t be bossing. I know best I am boss. “Well,” said a couple of women, “we have been doing this cleaning when you were still in diapers so don’t tell us how to do our job.” Lucky for the workers they were organized into a union and soon the boss was finding himself a new place to boss and hopefully as Marion said, has learned a lesson here that he can take with him no matter where he works. Number one, Don’t mess with us! Number two, you don’t know the job so don’t act like you do. Another boss that was so dreadful that one day someone who knew he would be running around a corner put a good mess of cleaning fluid on the floor and wham! down he went and was out of work for months. You know people can only take so much. Nothing brightens up a room like your absent boss and you know its not even a matter of the cats away and the mice will play. You know its that strut, that looking down their nose, their better than you, their I am boss, their BS, their always right never wrong, how about their very being.

We won’t even get into where all the profits go but we know not to the workers who do the work.


We do not need a boss to do our work. We can all learn to be leaders on the job, doing what we must do to get the work done. But this will take training of ourselves so we don’t become bosses in any leaderless situation.