Saturday, December 31, 2016

Sheila's look back on 2016

Shelly Mosman asked me to stop by her studio after seeing me wear this coat at the Walker Art Center recently. I'm looking forward to possibly working with her next year. 

As in past years, I’ve been engaged in some intense year-end rituals these past few days. I get no small amount of pleasure from filing my 2016 folders away and making way for a clean slate that is 2017. I’ve been writing lists, checking to see how many of my goals from last year that I accomplished (a sobering practice), and reflecting on the highs and lows that this year brung.

In the personal sphere, it was a shit show, but in terms of my career it wasn’t so bad. I definitely hit some of my goals and had other accomplishments that I hadn’t even planned.



Let’s start with the career highlights. The story I’m most proud of is my piece for Fusion about a makeshift school started at the No-DAPL camps. I have to pat myself on the back for reading about the news from Standing Rock, wanting to cover the story myself, and finding an outlet that would pay me enough to actually go there and write about it. It was a short trip, but it was a powerful experience to see the movement happening out there, and to write a piece which I think was pretty unique.

Here it is:
Amid Dakota Access Pipeline protests, a makeshift Native school empowers young activists

I also, by sheer luck, reached my goal to write for Salon. An editor there had reached out to my friend Mary Turck to cover the Philando Castile killing, and she couldn’t do it, and passed them on to me. So I wrote that and also another piece for Salon about Bernie supporters who were planning or thinking of voting for Jill Stein.

Here are those two pieces:
Mr. Rogers with Dreadlocks”: A grieving community remembers police shooting victim Philando Castile

Minnesota’s Bernie voters turning Green: Jill Stein courts progressive voters in an uncommonly independent-friendly state

Besides my piece for Salon, I wrote two other pieces on the police brutality beat for Complex:

How Michael Brown's Death Affects the Way Black Parents Talk to Their Children About Racism

Underground Police Brutality: Why There Won't Be Justice for Freddie Gray


I did a lot of arts writing this year. I got to write profiles of Rory Wakemup, Rosy Simas and Karen Sherman for the Star Tribune, in addition to my reviews for that publication. I had a lot of fun covering Lee Kit’s “Hold your breath, Dance Slowly” at the Walker, for Hyperallergic (Slowly Dancing to an Exhibition About Love) in addition to these other pieces for Hyperallergic:

The Salvaged Belongings of a 1980s Punk Drummer

A Dance of Constant Movement, Propelled by Light

A Public Display of Our Private Belongings

Five Years After His Arrest, a Chinese Artist Continues to Tell the Truth 

Why Can’t Artists Deduct Donated Artworks from Their Taxes?

Nine Mexican Women Fight Stereotypes in Their Printmaking

From Challenging Kant to Elevating Moss, an Artist Upends Hierarchies

I also wrote some arts features for the Growler, in addition to my work with City Pages, and had a piece that took a year to write published on MN Artists (Truly "Public" Art is Messy Business). I continued my contributions to the Minnesota Women's Press, which is always a pleasure. In December, I was pleased to learn that I was accepted into an arts writing mentorship program, funded by the Andy Warhol Foundation. In 2017, I’m thrilled to be working with Rachel Corbett, a fantastic writer and editor based in Brooklyn.

In the miscellaneous category, I wrote a food feature for L.A. Weekly (A Food Stylist Takes Us Behind the Scenes of a TV Cooking Show) and wrote about Collin Mothupi for Macalester Today.

Creative ups and downs


One of my goals for 2016 was to act in one project, which I randomly did because a friend of mine dropped out of a feature film and asked me to take her place. The film is called “Lake Street Detective”, starring Paul Dickinson, and I’m playing a wealthy CEO. This year I got to see the short film I acted in, directed by Pablo Jones, called “The Mountain”, screened at the Minneapolis St. Paul International Film Festival. I also hear that a film I was a part of a number of years ago, called “In Winter”, finally is just about done and is going to get submitted to festivals soon.



In the fall, I had the wonderful opportunity to present a play I wrote back in 2013 for the American Society for Theater Research conference. The play is dystopian fantasy, and it was originally created for the Outlet Performance Festival that my friend, Jaime Carrera curated (Jaime passed away this year, more on that later). Next year, I’m looking forward to flying out to Stockton, California to see the play performed by students of May Mahala, my friend who has been one of my strongest supporters over the years.

Speaking of students, I had a mostly fantastic year teaching theater. Highlights include summer camp at Stages Theater, where I was immersed in princesses and fairies all summer, and an incredible experience this fall doing a residency with Barbara Schneider Foundation. For the latter, I designed a residency at Avalon, a charter school in St. Paul, working with students to create a play about mental illness and crisis intervention. It was an incredible experience, and I was so proud of the kids for the work they accomplished.

I had some dismal failures too, this year. In the spring, I co-wrote and directed a series of videos that my partner and I shot and began editing. Unfortunately, due to a number of personal issues that came up, we didn’t complete the editing process and I don’t think it will ever be finished. Then, this fall, I was given the go-ahead for an investigative piece in which I poured hours and hours of work. I did finish the piece, but it didn’t feel ready to submit, and now I think too much time has passed. One of my goals for the new year is to try to re-visit the story and hopefully get it published.

I’ve alluded to some of the negative things that happened this year, and there were plenty of them. Besides the horrifying results of this election, which spiraled me into a depression, I lost an uncle and my grandfather, and my friend Jaime Carrera passed away. I also had some real drama happen in my personal life, and I became estranged with at least two, possibly three friends. I truly hope that next year will be an improvement.

Other than that? I took a trip to San Francisco and got to see my dear friends Sasha Warren and Martha Lincoln, and spent some time with my Aunt. I drove up the 1 and saw the beautiful huge trees and the ocean, took a stroll down Haight-Ashbury, and spent some time in City Lights Bookstore. I wasn’t able to find a place that would take an article about my trip, which was a disappointment, but I’m glad I was able to go. I’m looking forward to traveling to California again this year, and hopefully do at least one other trip before the year is out.


Sunday, February 14, 2016

Wisconsin Dells

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This is the Vegas of Middle America,
a giant playground made of water
for the pleasure of children,
their poor parents and the young at heart.

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Strip malls lined with faux coliseums
Depictions of the indigenous coaxed
within the colonial gaze
and Noah with his menagerie
make up the city's landmarks.

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The masses converge at the indoor
Mt. Olympus Water Park
In the middle of February.
Molting their puffy coats
They don trunks and swimming skirts,
And Parade amidst the Tiki adornments
And plastic palm trees.
They are waited upon
By teenaged life guards that quell
the simmering discontent.

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Ten dollars gets you a locker.
It's not big enough for your belongings
so just hope that no one robs
you as much as the one percent has
stolen your humanity.

Wednesday, January 13, 2016

Consent

You can legally fuck her before she can vote
Before she can choose where she wants to live
Before she can have an abortion without
the permission of her parents.

You can fuck her before she can legally
change her gender to a he

We say: we trust you to make decisions
about the dicks that go inside your body
but we don’t trust you to make decisions
about who should lead the country
or make the laws that govern your body

She’s a party girl. Look at those boots,
that skirt. that pair of of delectable lips.
Her tits are big, her clothes fit her better
than they will for the rest of her life.

But open a bank account? She’s not old enough
to have that responsibility.
Buy porn magazines so she can find out
what turns her on?
Not that either.

We don’t trust her to smoke, or drink,
or gamble or own a gun
or watch an R-rated movie.
We don’t trust her to run for public office.
But we trust her to fuck.

Saturday, January 2, 2016

New Year! I'm not feeling quite as enthusiastic about this year's fresh beginning as I usually am at the beginning of January. That's in part because I'm still smoking, despite several recent attempts to quit. I am drinking a LOT less, however, and TRYING to cut down on the cigs. I'm also a tad disappointed in myself with how little theater I did this year. I started out strongly, performing with Teatro del Pueblo at Orchestra Hall, but that was pretty much the only play I was a part of, though I was in one other small improvisational project and acted in a short film, which was screened at the Minneapolis Underground Film Festival. I did make some strides with my writing: contributing to the Star Tribune, which has been fabulous, and contributing to Hyperallergic, Classical MPR, City Pages, etc. I've had some bigger projects that I've felt proud about, which somewhat makes up for my lack of creative output. In 2016, I do have a project in the works that is going to end up as a video series. I'm thinking about race, and about being a white ally. My boyfriend is helping me out to create a video series that looks into these topics in short, informative and hopefully entertaining video snippets. How will we pay for this? I'm not sure, but I'm excited to get started!