Author archives for Mónica de la Torre

The Myopia at Atlantic Stage 2

February 3, 2010 – 7:04 pm

greenspanthumbIt is about the articulation of the literary and physical voice that I write about here, after having seen David Greenspan’s sublimely written and performed The Myopia, produced by The Foundry Theater and closing this weekend, on February 7. Greenspan’s voice and its voicings star in The Myopia, re-awakening in me a sense of awe at the voice’s astounding plasticity.

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A Meaningful Life by L.J. Davis

November 10, 2009 – 10:00 am

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So much to say about this book touching on the deadening effects of mindless employment, on marital dysfunction, middle-class preoccupations, dipsomania, and realty. Real estate, the unfailing conversation starter for those deeming themselves worthy of being called New Yorkers, trumps all of the subplots in L.J. Davis’s very dark comedy.

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A Studio Visit With Shoshana Dentz

July 16, 2009 – 4:12 pm

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Senior Editor Mónica de la Torre visits Shoshana Dentz and they discuss creating pictorial content.

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“A Poverty” by James Capozzi

April 8, 2009 – 3:35 pm

Harutaka Matsumoto, Hudson River 19 (E 2/10); digital c-print; 16.5 x 22 inches. Courtesy Pierogi Flat Files.
I don’t fully understand the associative leaps in “A Poverty,” but since it’s dedicated to Raymond Queneau, co-founder of OuLiPo, I’m almost certain it was composed procedurally. What I’m about to say might be sacrilege to hardcore Oulipians who believe that the writing resulting from imposing elaborate constraints on yourself needs to justify the rules you’ve chosen to follow, but I particularly appreciate being in the dark as to what constraints generated the poem.

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“Guys Like Us” by Adam Day

March 18, 2009 – 4:46 pm

I was instantly hooked by this poem’s catchy title. Its first three lines gently pulled me down a perhaps too-familiar path (or should I say aisle?) generally populated by rapt men contemplating the least erogenous of objects to members of the opposite sex: tools.

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