Blog Posts for Judith Tannenbaum

Prison Arts Coalition

Judith Tannenbaum — Thu, 30 Oct 2008 10:38:36 -0500

Please visit a wonderful new blog site that allows people sharing art-making in prison to share information about programs and resources,

Czeslaw Milosz at San Quentin

Judith Tannenbaum — Thu, 04 Sep 2008 13:01:12 -0500

I'm deep into writing By Heart: A Prison Conversation, and just re-read what I wrote in Disguised as a Poem about Milosz's visit to the prison.

Poems and Frank Bidart: A Poem and a Story

Judith Tannenbaum — Wed, 30 Jul 2008 23:32:47 -0500

I've been on the road the past couple weeks, and missed the Belle-inspired What is a Poem? conversation, but here are two late-in-the-game responses.

audience and niche

Judith Tannenbaum — Thu, 03 Jul 2008 09:33:58 -0500

Evie Shockley's post about cultivating audience inspired interesting comments describing a few Red Roomers' experiences.

names

Judith Tannenbaum — Wed, 02 Jul 2008 12:21:35 -0500

If you haven't already, check out Belle Yang's most recent post -- helpful and fabulously illustrated.

"That's how it is on this bitch of an earth"

Judith Tannenbaum — Mon, 30 Jun 2008 11:24:17 -0500

Matthew Biberman writes today about the "tragedy of tragedy," about nothing and nowhere to fall from.

important questions

Judith Tannenbaum — Fri, 27 Jun 2008 18:02:05 -0500

In a comment to a post, James Whyle wrote that “theatre is ritual,” and that its purpose is to remind us of the important questions.

Saying thank you

Judith Tannenbaum — Thu, 26 Jun 2008 10:16:31 -0500

Woven into the Red Room King Lear conversation, James Whyle wrote that Lear's "thank you" is the most important line in the play.

motorcycle story and song (in honor of Matthew Biberman)

Judith Tannenbaum — Tue, 24 Jun 2008 19:15:44 -0500

Seeing the motorcycles on Matthew's Red Room page, I wrote him that the only motorcycle in my life is Richard Thompson 's Vincent Black Lightning.

Lear in Life (two stories)

Judith Tannenbaum — Mon, 23 Jun 2008 15:36:33 -0500

The first time I saw King Lear performed was in 1964 -- the year of Shakespeare's quadricentennial. I was a high school senior and Shakespeare was everywhere in Los Angeles that year.