Sunday, Mar. 10: Bufalino – known locally, nationally and internationally as a dancer and choreographer – will read at Inquiring Minds bookstore in New Paltz.
Saturday, November 10: Michael Brownstein has written a handbook for change.
October 2-28: The book Cummins will be working on has to do with the unearthing and exposing of family secrets; hence, her tenure in the window, in which she herself is exposed, “sort of parallels the book — it’s a simulacrum of the book,” she says.
Where does it begin? What are its boundaries? In which part of Canada does it terminate? Nobody seems to know. But everybody is willing to go to the mattresses to settle the question.
How did Philip Roth, widely acclaimed as the greatest living American novelist at the time of his death last week, come to be buried at Bard College?
Friday-Saturday, Oct. 27-28: Terri Mateer’s solo show hits from downtown.
I was present (if not fully accounted for) during the Golden Age of New Paltz – and, if you’ll pardon my bias, I wouldn’t trade it for any other Golden Age, not even that of ancient Greece. That conviction has been reinforced by the current exhibition at the Wired Gallery in High Falls: “The Golden Age of New Paltz,” the first in a series of three exhibitions celebrating New Paltz artists of the 1960s.
It’s a singular adaptation — “Singular,” because this version is written for one actor, who plays Victor, the Creature and six other characters over the course of an hour and 45 minutes. The actor who will dare this literal and figurative monster of a role is Steven Patterson, associate director of Bridge Street Theatre.
Listening to Gary Allen on the history of food is akin to listening to Shelby Foote ruminating on the Civil War, Roger Angell discoursing on baseball, or Neil de Grasse Tyson holding forth on the past, present and future of the cosmos.
“Cast your mind forward, Winnie, to the time when words must fail.” Don’t pity Winnie. Even though she is immovably