june 2003

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events calendar

Jack Flash!
terrorist threat shakes up city council.

Ooh a Letter, We Love Letters!: with best wishes from wayne

Studio View: from five pin gallery

Talk Back to Jack: give peace a chance

More Talk Back: 'lowering the bar' to peace and enlightenment

Jack in the Pulpit: the devil's music

A Chip Truck Review: this
train don't go to paradise

French Fashion File: match the accessories to the intellectual

Jack Band Profile: here comes
the booty...

Jack Film Promo: night of 1000 corpses

Artists’ Talk: after the ball...

Ooh Another Letter, We Love Letters!: from artspace director david laRiviere

One Eyed Jack & Listings

Cover Art:
by laurel paluck

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Ashburnham Rod and Gun Club presents on June 21...

All Funked Up

The Gravy Train

The Night Kitchen

Spiritual Direction: Paula Baruch

Van Allen O'Shea: Modern Decor for Home and Office

County Boy (a play)

Green Turtle Arts Camps

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may 2003

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More Talk Back:

’lowering the bar’
to peace and enlightenment

by Penelope Pitt

In response to Miriam Stucky’s wonderful, but poorly articulated, critique of the local art scene, i would just like to say Bravo! And that you have it all wrong.

Bravo for contributing to the mediocrity of Peterborough’s just barely creative community with another lousy article and ‘zine. And what could you possibly be thinking?

Bad art is what defines us as the nobodies we actually are. We don’t even try because we totally don’t care. We just continue to produce and attend moderately neurotic and barely rehearsed ’productions’; performing for undiscerning audiences of friends and well wishers.

You, on the other hand, wish to engage this hapless little place in a conversation about standards of artistic rigor and quality; as if to say that you might have a sense of what this is, clearly not. And not because your article/zine is poor in thought and quality itself, but because the standard simply does not exist outside of ourselves. The myth of artistic merit and quality will inevitably lead to dashed dreams and unrealized expectations, what the Buddhists rightly call the noble truth of suffering.

And so why ask such a collective of creative misfits, with such little concern for discipline, style and fame to adhere to such a misguided notion? Clearly what is needed is a further lowering of the bar.

We need to accept our moments of ignominy and simply be...bad...and then to let go a little further and to perhaps be worse, if that is at all possible. And when we are able to be beside the ego’s latent desires for mistaken notions of quality and celebrity and when we truly accept our art as being really really stinky, when the bar is on the floor and when we begin looking around for a shovel,...only then will Peterborough’s art have done its job and peace will emanate from this shameful place.