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The False Positive of the T.A.Z

Monday, August 17th, 2009

The concept of the Temporary Autonomous Zone has been around for some time now. The basic premise is that it is possible to create a space outside the confines of everyday society and culture that allows for a more fully expressible aspect of self. A common example given of a TAZ in practice is the Burning Man festival that occurs every fall in the Nevada desert.

While the concept has some merit and certainly can be a useful tool for more extreme social experimentation than is allowed in every day human culture I would argue that the system itself creates a false positive in terms of results and at best does nothing to change the status quo and at worst reduces the willingness and capacity for people to engage in real social change.

Why would this be the case?

Using Burning Man as an example we see a system that purports to create an anarchist utopia where all social conventions have been questioned. A space where the economy of supply and demand has been replaced by a gift economy. Where imagination is limitless and possibility endless.

While this is a lovely vision, by creating a space wherein one can feel as if this freedom is true, it reduces the chance that most people who experience it will work towards such possibilities in the real world outside the festival gates. I am not saying that the experience can not be amazing and profound. What I am saying is that by creating a scale model of that possibility one need not manifest it in their daily lives since they know they have access to it, like clockwork, every September. I am of course leaving out that subset of the attendees who go only for easy sex and access to drugs. What I am talking about are those who do sincerely believe in the utopian qualities of the festival.

The reality of such spaces is that they exist by virtue of the economic systems we have in place outside the zone. Not everyone is equal or has equal capacity since we only have what we bring inside the zone which, again, is determined by where we are in the outside world. The very structures that gave rise to the abundance there are reinforced upon reentry to the real world. After all, we need to make even more money this coming year so we can have even better blinky gadgets to give away next fall.

Because the feeling of radical freedom has been met in this space there is little to no need to make that potential a reality. It is uncountable the number of people I have met who spend 360 days out of the year in buttoned down desk jobs only to “let their freak flag fly” during a week of adultery and debauchery that is made permissible by some idea that the rules are different in Black Rock City. While the actions may, from some perspectives, be permissible, the consequences of those actions remain beyond the confines of the event.

The irony of course is that far from freeing themselves from the confines of social structures and rules they are wholly adopting the rules and confines of a different culture. No true questioning has gone on. What has happened is the wholesale transference of one externally imposed value system with another. The rules are the rules and they will simply follow them even if the rules change. The freak who emerges from the desert is not the “true self” but simply a mirror of the same rule following self within a different context. Not only that, but they are probably more willing to accept the structures of daily life knowing they will have an outlet in the fall.

I do not want to deny that there is the occasional true transformation. However, I would contend that this is by far the exception rather than the rule.

This relates to performance in some very interesting ways.

First, what we create between the performers and the audience is a kind of TAZ. The rules of reality have been suspended as we all go into the collective hallucination of the performance piece. Be it a play, musical, dance, opera or music piece we are, for the duration of the work, transported, in spirit if not in body, to somewhere wholly other.

At the same time the very trap of Burning Man and other TAZs also exist. We, the makers of the work, create this space and this experience for our audience and ourselves. But what happens next? What guarantee, if any, do we have that the ideas and transformations from within the work will in any way transition out to the real world and effect true social change?

This may not be a concern for most people who work in live performance. After all, there are plenty of people whose primary concern is simply to create a diversion. A little entertainment to take the edge off the stresses of every day life. But for those of us concerned with truly transformative works of art how do we proceed? How do we take the possibility and potential in the work itself and build from that the beginnings of alternative social structures.

How can we facilitate not just the temporary transformation of a few hundred audience members, but of society as a whole? Is that even the role that art and performance can play?

If it is, I would argue that we need to get beyond the TAZ and out into the very social fabric upon which the zone rests. The TAZ may provide us with a nice laboratory setting, but unless and until we are getting real world results, the efforts are nothing more than experiments on mice in mazes.

Altered State

Tuesday, January 6th, 2009

Altered State by Kate Raudenbush
Lighting by Lucas Krech

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Upcoming Projects

Thursday, January 24th, 2008

I sent off the contracts for a few shows I will be lighting at the Barter Theatre this spring and fall in Virginia. Two musicals and two plays. It should be a fun time. I had a great time working there this past fall on Dracula and Driving Miss Daisy and am very pleased to be returning.

Yesterday I met with my friend Kate to talk about a large scale project she is constructing for Burning Man. I can’t talk too much about it as the grant proposal is still being put together and we want to keep it under wraps until that is all settled. But it would be part sculpture, part architectural lighting and part environment/experience design. If we get the necessary funding, I think this could be an amazing project to work on and see realized.

It is a curious thing that it feels almost as soon as I made the decision to become more discriminating in the works I do, the projects I get offered become more interesting. The power of intentionality is an amazing thing.

I have organized a weekly meditation group with some friends of mine. It is a wonderful experience to have a small group of fellow sitters to be with on a regular basis. Very strengthening to my own practice as well as deepening connections with friends.

Finding a balance between the spiritual and the secular in life is an important thing. I think this is one of the things that I find so compelling about Burning Man. It rides that duality at its very core essence. In many ways that is explicitly what the project with Kate is about. Creating a space that serves as a channel between the daily life and the divine.

Too often I find I, like most people, get caught up in the day to day of this and that. We become so bogged down with the mundane details that the larger truly important things get swept away. Finding ways to remind ourselves of the big picture is something I feel is necessary to maintaining sanity and an overall healthy inner life. Any number of things can do this for different people. For me it tends to be art and meditation.

This is why the Desert is Amazing

Tuesday, September 11th, 2007

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Its been a while but I’m a little burnt out

Monday, September 10th, 2007

I know it has been some time since my last real post here. I have been very busy working on projects for the Barter Theatre and the Marin Theatre Company as well as a large scale private event in the fall.

One of the things that has also contributed to the slow down in posting was that I attended the Burning Man festival for the first time at the end of August. I have been hearing about it for at least ten years, but despite the hundreds of stories I have heard and thousands of pictures I have seen, nothing could prepare me for the actual experience. It is quite literally like nothing else I have experienced.

There are plenty of large scale dance events to go to. There are sculpture gardens. There are Art Car conventions. There are deserts. there are Goth clubs, and victorian societies and punks and Astor Place. But to have all of that in one location where the energy just flows from one to the next to the next is unlike any other festival I have been to.

It seems pointless really to try and describe the experience. I have been doing so for the last week and always the description fails to encapsulate the magic of the experience. Because it is not any single thing, but rather the hyper-intense confluence of many different things.

But the Artwork truly blew me away. The scale of the individual pieces was powerful in its own right, but then there was just so much of it! And so much good work.

My rule of thumb for any festival is that 98% of it is crap. And by and large that bears out in practice. In a good festival perhaps 5 or even 10% of the work is actually worth ones money or attention. There is no point in getting caught up in the crap. Its there. It always was and always will be. The way to judge it is by the quality of the 2%.

And boy was that 2% amazing!

So much so that all I did, when not hiding in the shade from the heat, was look at art. Not much dancing. Art.

Friday night I wandered the desert alone for over six and a half hours going from sculpture to installation. It was amazing. A vague soundtrack of electronic beats followed me as I traversed the desert keeping in synch, somehow, with the mood and style of the work I was seeing.

And then there was Thursday, when I was driving around in my friend’s cloud car and we got caught in a white out dust storm for over an hour deep in the middle of the desert. And what else do you do when trapped in whiteout conditions with ten people, one of them an eight year old kid and a pile of LED lightsabers? Why you jump out and have epic sword fights of course!

So many experiences and I keep getting asked, “What was your favorite?” but that is like asking a mother who her favorite child is. They are all so amazing, that you just love them each, the most, for their wonderful and unique qualities.


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