Spider Kedelsky

Spider Kedelsky is a former choreographer, performing arts producer, and a co-founder of Town Hall Seattle.

Now What? Reflections on Israel and the Palestinians

Over my life I have witnessed a doughty little country born after the fires of the Holocaust become a pariah now itself accused of genocide. 

On the Houseboat: Tending to Geese and Ducks

Canada geese are devoted partners and mate for life. While the female sits on her eggs, the male patrols his turf, ready to do battle with those who might threaten the tranquility of their temporary digs.  

The Art of Ikat: Seattle Art Museum Makes the Case

Ikat is a labor-intensive weaving technique employed in disparate world cultures. It entails an arduous process of dying small groups of threads different colors.

Memories of Martin Luther King and the Pentagon Protest March

I learned many years later that King and Malcolm X briefly spoke with each other that day when I saw them at the Senate, after each had departed the gallery. It was the first and only time these two young men, champions of human rights, were to meet. 

Letter from Santa Fe: The “City Different”

Santa Fe is a unique and bewitching place, rich with cultural amenities, surrounded by stunning countryside and with lots of progressive thinking. It's a place where one can make friends easily, receive more types of alternative health treatments than ever imagined, and feast on the famed regional cuisine.

Seattle’s New Gem of a Waterfront Park

Perhaps my favorite element are the very comfortable bright yellow metal chairs that are placed around the site in discrete and aesthetically pleasing arrangements. The pier is also painted yellow. All this provides a note of dash and wit to the enterprise.

Making Do and Making Art During the Covid Sabbatical

The keys to adapting to the pandemic are to complete unfinished tasks, to make Zoom work for you, to solve problems, and to keep creating and displaying art.

Our Bromance with Bernie

With our limited patience with the lockdown, Bernie became if not an obsession, certainly a distraction from my oppressive jail time. Morning and evening I would hover about our window awaiting the arrival of our feathered guest.

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