Jane Doe at Fantastic Fest
You’ve heard the one about people whistling past the graveyard, to hide their fear? What would you say if you’d seen film festival-goers up to their elbows in a prop body? During Fantastic Fest...
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Dark Whimsy at Fantastic Fest 2015
Some years at Fantastic Fest the lineup is all about torture porn, or science fiction, or damsel-in-distress films. This year Fantastic Fest is all about dark whimsy, and I couldn’t be more excited about...
Fantastic Fest Yearbook
Last year at Fantastic Fest, I did a small series of portraits that I thought might be like a Fantastic Fest Yearbook, as the festival is sort of like high school. So in the...
Get Your Halloween Theater On
It’s October: which means not only our many Austin festivals, but my continuing over-involvement with the charity spook house Scare For a Cure. If you want to see me in person this month, buy...
Postmodern Movie Palace On South Lamar!
In the early twentieth century, movie studios constructed movie palaces. These fancy and fanciful buildings with their ornate ceilings and balconies were considered to be the best place to show the feature films that...
Austin Psych Fest Made Me Think About Changes From the 1960s
Back when I was in elementary school, we were in a unit learning about the tumultuous events of the 1960s, which included everything from Vietnam to the Civil Rights movement. It was going slowly....
I’m kind of conflicted that this picture of Dave Chappelle has 13,000 views
Dear Mr. Chappelle: When you signed this autograph for my friend Rachel–who is a big fan of your show–I just took the picture because I thought that it might be nice for her to...
Here’s the Bumper for that Column that I wrote about Scare last year!
It’s September, which means it’s totally time to start getting ready for the enormous haunted event SCARE FOR A CURE . Today I ran across the cell phone bumper that a lot of people...
Things You Find when you Google Yourself!
I create things, then I forget all about them. Once I’ve published something–or posted a picture on flickr—I tend to forget about whatever it is. I’ve never really been all that curious about how people interact with what I create, once a window of about three days has passed.
I figure, if I spelled anyone’s name wrong, or forgot anything important, it would turn up during that three days. (Three days is, not un-coincidentally, about the turnaround for a huffy letter-to-the-editor to arrive, citing exactly what someone is unhappy about. Trust me on this.)
The right kind of scary
I spend many October evenings as a guide at the charity haunted house “Scare For a Cure.” In what may be the only acting/hiking gig in the world, I’m responsible for safely leading groups...
