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Category Archives: PERSONAL ESSAYS
My Play from the SF Olympians Festival
Ok, so a short play I wrote (that is, the first play–in fact, the first piece of fiction/adaptation I’ve ever attempted) was read last night as part of the SF Olympians Festival, a thirteen-day series of staged readings of original … Continue reading
Posted in PERSONAL ESSAYS, San Francisco, theatre
Tagged adaptation, classicism, drama, Mnemosyne, San Francisco, San Francisco theatre, SF Olympians Festival, theatre, Themis
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“Love, Anxiety, Happiness, and Everything Else” at RayKo Gallery
No, there is not a new photography exhibit based on the results of my Ok Cupid personality test. “Love, Anxiety, Happiness, and Everything Else” is the appropriately-broad title of a show comprising the work of 50 contemporary photographers, the finalists … Continue reading
Posted in ART, EVENTS, photography, San Francisco, Uncategorized
Tagged ART, Critical Mass, Darius Himes, Fraenkel Gallery, openings, photography, Photolucida, Radius Books, Rayko Photo Center, San Francisco
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SF Ballet’s “Onegin”, Zyzzyva
Often, the thing we love about the work of a great author is the ability to describe a moment, an emotion, some nuance of experience, in such a way that it is immediately recognizable to us, however foreign to our … Continue reading
Posted in ballet, REVIEWS, Russianism, San Francisco, theatre
Tagged ballet, Eugene Onegin, John Cranko, onegin, Pushkin, Russia, San Francisco, San Francisco Ballet
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This is fun.
Did you know that Russians have been in California longer than San Francisco has been a city? In 1812, the tsarist government (which didn’t have much going on that year) chartered Fort Ross in what is now Sonoma County, to control exploration, trade, … Continue reading
Posted in EVENTS, Russianism, San Francisco
Tagged festivals, Russian Center, Russian Festival, San Francisco
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Fire up your iPads…
because my books are available in e-book form now. http://www.blurb.com/user/store/larcher
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On Not Marrying
Marriage has always held a place in the image of myself that seems so far away, I almost believe I will have to be a completely different person by the time it happens, the way a child must imagine herself … Continue reading
Posted in my neuroses
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Word.
A friend turned me on to The Believer magazine, which is now my bus and train reading. In the February issue, there’s a fascinating series of essays by transgender author T Cooper on different aspects of his transformation from female … Continue reading
Posted in my neuroses, Publishing rants
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Scared of Everything
When I was a child I was scared of many things, all imaginary. I had a vintage Everyman Library edition of ghost stories that I tortured myself with at bedtime, and my parents foolishly allowed me to watch TV specials … Continue reading
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On Spectacular Theatre
A few years ago I attended the dress rehearsal of a production of The King and I at the Royal Albert Hall in London. For the most part, it was pleasant, although not being a regular musical theatre goer, I … Continue reading
Posted in ART, London, REVIEWS, theatre
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