<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><?xml-stylesheet href="http://www.blogger.com/styles/atom.css" type="text/css"?><feed xmlns='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss' xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18753895</id><updated>2011-07-14T17:35:51.828-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Paper Infant Puppet Theatre</title><subtitle type='html'>in fits and starts, flints and sparks.</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://paper-infant.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18753895/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://paper-infant.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>jenny</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05579546495059833117</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>4</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18753895.post-115860599039771229</id><published>2006-09-18T11:48:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-09-18T13:40:27.826-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Some Sullivan pictures, details, final farewells.</title><content type='html'>Ive been meaning to make a post about the Sullivan show..&lt;br /&gt;It was a glorious thing in a time travelly, stuck in a room with a family who is dead and alive at once, but charming in their stuffy parlor..listening for transmissions.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hear Dr. Oedipson is now a coffee table. Not sure ill ever do a show about people sitting around again. Though it was funny watching an audience of people sitting there watch other more puppety people also..just sit there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This show was performed January 2006. Commissioned as part of the Diverseworks Houston Residency progam.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://tinypic.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i9.tinypic.com/4i24c9l.jpg" border="0"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://tinypic.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i9.tinypic.com/2wd4s2r.jpg" border="0"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;pictured: Chris Pennell and Nozomi Nakabayashi. &lt;br /&gt;Soon to be pictured: Nick Peck, Emily Abrams. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;press release:&lt;br /&gt;The evening-length work is a multimedia performance that uses various puppetry techniques to explore a century of cultural evolution under one roof. Using bunraku puppetry, silhouettes and object theater, Campbell and Zhelezov examine the role of technology in the human experience of progress, stasis and nostalgia.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Inside a very tall house a family navigates isolation and togetherness, history and progress accepting the reality of simulacra and eating bread. Electricity, however, is unpredictable, and time is often vengeful.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Created and Co-directed by Jenny Campbell and Yelena Zhelezov&lt;br /&gt;Puppets and Set Designer: Yelena Zhelezov&lt;br /&gt;Sound Designer: Jenny Campbell&lt;br /&gt;Lighting Designer: Blake Minor&lt;br /&gt;Stage Manager/Sound Op: Be Amith&lt;br /&gt;A/V Director: Christopher Daniello&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cast:&lt;br /&gt;Ghosts: Chris Pennell, Nozomi Nakabayashi, Emily Abrams, Nick Peck&lt;br /&gt;Dr. Oedipson: David Barr&lt;br /&gt;Consequence: Yelena Zhelezov&lt;br /&gt;Fate: Jenny Campbell&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18753895-115860599039771229?l=paper-infant.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://paper-infant.blogspot.com/feeds/115860599039771229/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18753895&amp;postID=115860599039771229' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18753895/posts/default/115860599039771229'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18753895/posts/default/115860599039771229'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://paper-infant.blogspot.com/2006/09/some-sullivan-pictures-details-final.html' title='Some Sullivan pictures, details, final farewells.'/><author><name>jenny</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05579546495059833117</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://i9.tinypic.com/4i24c9l_th.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18753895.post-113744051356004900</id><published>2006-01-16T11:40:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-01-16T11:47:23.013-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Touching Ed Sullivan (Opens Thur Jan 19, 2006)</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6385/1371/1600/ed_sulllivan.1.1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6385/1371/400/ed_sulllivan.1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18753895-113744051356004900?l=paper-infant.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://paper-infant.blogspot.com/feeds/113744051356004900/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18753895&amp;postID=113744051356004900' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18753895/posts/default/113744051356004900'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18753895/posts/default/113744051356004900'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://paper-infant.blogspot.com/2006/01/touching-ed-sullivan-opens-thur-jan-19_16.html' title='Touching Ed Sullivan (Opens Thur Jan 19, 2006)'/><author><name>be</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='25' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6ArlZBX5dzQ/SNwRB9bEbiI/AAAAAAAAAIU/33aeSnQ6P3w/S220/CCF08202008_00012.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18753895.post-113197893509432780</id><published>2005-11-14T06:32:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-11-15T10:56:47.963-08:00</updated><title type='text'>reaching through the centuries</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/8007/1842/1600/actionpuppetstretch2004x14771t.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/8007/1842/320/actionpuppetstretch2004x14771t.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18753895-113197893509432780?l=paper-infant.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://paper-infant.blogspot.com/feeds/113197893509432780/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18753895&amp;postID=113197893509432780' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18753895/posts/default/113197893509432780'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18753895/posts/default/113197893509432780'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://paper-infant.blogspot.com/2005/11/reaching-through-centuries.html' title='reaching through the centuries'/><author><name>lennichka</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07549595869311171894</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18753895.post-113143635400927193</id><published>2005-11-07T23:50:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-09-19T14:15:29.893-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Some of our shows, present to past</title><content type='html'>1. Press Photo for our upcoming show, &lt;span style="FONT-STYLE: italic"&gt;Touching Ed Sullivan: The Televisceral Puppet Show&lt;/span&gt;. It opens January 11 2006 at DiverseWorks. Alot more photos and stories of puppets, rehearsal and build for this show on the way.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/8007/1842/1600/nap%201614x1215.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; CURSOR: pointer" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/8007/1842/320/nap%201614x1215.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/8007/1842/1600/full%20bods4%201524x20322.1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; CURSOR: pointer" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/8007/1842/320/full%20bods4%201524x20322.1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. a few stills from &lt;span style="FONT-STYLE: italic"&gt;Mt. Hubris and The Darm Machine&lt;/span&gt; performed Nov. 2004 for DiverseWorks Monday Night &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/8007/1842/1600/darm%20hand.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; CURSOR: pointer" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/8007/1842/320/darm%20hand.jpg" ="http://static.flickr.com/32/45085375_27e9bf9327_m.jpg"border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Footfall, and later at Walters on Washington. We opened for The Trachtenburg Family players, and had a heavier set than their entire family.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/8007/1842/1600/45085376_7c6eb2a026.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; CURSOR: pointer" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/8007/1842/320/45085376_7c6eb2a026.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-STYLE: italic"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-STYLE: italic"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. The Edge of Space!! Living Room and The Perils of Ambition&lt;/span&gt;, 2003, 2004 was a much much smaller of stature show. It was performed for audiences of 5 or six. In the first pictured scene, the NASA Mission Control man has a ballet with a rather smitten moon. It helps him recover from the loss of his dog to intergalactic exploration/decapitation. And then all earthy things sing a a tragic opera for the lost Laika. Picture two of this show is the not-tragedy-free-either Parade of Aeronautic History which happens early in the 10 minute show.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-STYLE: italic"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/8007/1842/1600/img_4472%20(medium).jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; CURSOR: pointer" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/8007/1842/320/img_4472%20%28medium%29.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-STYLE: italic"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/8007/1842/1600/img_4507%20(medium).jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; CURSOR: pointer" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/8007/1842/320/img_4507%20%28medium%29.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-STYLE: italic"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-STYLE: italic"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. Oh, Lenin&lt;/span&gt;, May 2004. Phone calls, sleep deprevation, hand puppets, sexy dreams, the proletariat.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/8007/1842/1600/l10.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; CURSOR: pointer" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/8007/1842/320/l10.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-STYLE: italic"&gt;5.Why do the Children Rust? &lt;/span&gt;January 2004.&lt;span style="FONT-STYLE: italic"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;Tragic soup eating of two all too familiar lasses by the sea, while aggressive gay mermen dont pine for us but rather, cheer for the Haunted Prostate. Mysterious wailing brings mysteriouser messages and also deep sea divers. Awash, in tears?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/8007/1842/1600/1_02.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; CURSOR: pointer" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/8007/1842/320/1_02.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/8007/1842/1600/fDSCN0508.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; CURSOR: pointer" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/8007/1842/320/fDSCN0508.0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/8007/1842/1600/1_12.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; CURSOR: pointer" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/8007/1842/320/1_12.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18753895-113143635400927193?l=paper-infant.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://paper-infant.blogspot.com/feeds/113143635400927193/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18753895&amp;postID=113143635400927193' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18753895/posts/default/113143635400927193'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18753895/posts/default/113143635400927193'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://paper-infant.blogspot.com/2005/11/some-of-our-shows-present-to-past.html' title='Some of our shows, present to past'/><author><name>jenny</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05579546495059833117</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
