June 12, 2003 |
The next afternoon, when Mirette came for the sheets, there was the stranger, crossing the courtyard on air! Mirette was enchanted. Of all the things a person could do, this must be the most magical. Her feet tingled, as if they wanted to jump on the wire beside Bellini. From "Mirette on the High Wire" by Emily Arnold McCully * Celeste Strong used to dream of walking on a tightrope. Her mother thinks it was McCully's book that inspired her.
March 19, 1987 |
"When No Means No" is not meant to be an ordinary theatrical experience. Nothing from the Stop-Gap drama troupe ever is. Consider the story: a dramatization of one case of "date rape," from the assault itself to the scenes years later when the victim tells her family about the incident for the first time.
November 18, 1998 |
If L.A theater sometimes seems to be a shapeless beast, the annual Ovation Awards are designed to shine a spotlight on the best of the lot. But the 26 awards dispersed at Monday night's Ovations ceremony at the Shubert Theater in Century City were so wide-ranging it was still hard to discern any focus. That is in marked contrast to last year's ceremony, when "Ragtime" won eight Ovations, more than any other single show in the program's history.
October 18, 1992 |
From the time she was very young, Mindy Alper knew she was different from other people. "I was a strange child," the 33-year-old artist recalls during a meeting at the house in Mt. Washington where she's lived for five years, surrounded by thousands of artworks she's created over the course of her life. "As a child, one doctor diagnosed me as autistic, but I'm not sure that was at the root of my problem.
December 28, 1987 |
In 1985, Hitachi Ltd. raised more than a few eyebrows when it announced the establishment of a $20-million charitable foundation in the United States. For one thing, such a large gift from a Japanese company had little precedent. For another, it came at a time when Hitachi's image had been sullied by dumping and industrial espionage scandals. "It left a sour taste in my mouth," says John C.
June 4, 2000 |
We're in a loft on the third floor of a warehouse somewhere in downtown Los Angeles' bleak, grungy industrial sector, where electronics wholesalers are busy blowing out their stocks in storefronts and loading zones. The loft has been converted into a musicians' paradise, strewn with electronic and acoustic instruments, rack-mounted boxes of electronics, a new Mac G3 laptop computer and a venerable Kimball grand piano tucked away in the corner.