There’s a sweet little article in the Sunday New York Times that kind of describes a typical Sunday for me. Plus, there’s a picture of me with our pet cornsnake, Snakey, at the East Bay Vivarium, where she was born, about eight years ago (I’m the one wearing glasses).
My wife is obsessed with tiffins — stackable metal food carriers used in India and elsewhere. She has told me many things about tiffins — including, I believe, the fact that generations upon generations of “tiffinwallahs” have for years been astonishingly accurate and efficient in delivering people’s lunches to them at work. I recall her … Read more
I think maybe — maybe — I’m starting to pick up the faint outlines of what my new piece, Andy Warhol: Good for the Jews?, wants to be. A lot of this has to do with the fact that my director/collaborator, David Dower, has been focusing on it the past few days, and we had … Read more