I find a fair amount of duality in my world recently. It seems the nature of the game is two things going on at once. Or two apposing forces. Or two modes of thinking. A choice to make, a place to be. There can be only one. Choose wisely. Last week I loaded in two shows: Baba Yaga returned to Shea’s and Salesman started to take shape across the street at Irish Classical. I had the opportunity to utilize the Hog4 console over at Shea’s. I appreciate it’s merit for rock rigs, with extensive programming time, but doesn’t hold a candle to the on-the-fly programming capabilities for a one-off ballet comfortability of my first console love: ETC. Always and forever.
This week was solo paint call zen. Just me and five layers of glazing for one faux wood treatment. A couple of evocative walls here, a checkerboard floor over there…. Furniture and set dressing this weekend.
Checkerboards.
Black and white.
Equal balance.
Duality.
Decisions.
Dyan Burlingame 