Holed Up

The same questions always come up at performance art events: Has it started? Are those fluids bodily? Is it insulting to clap? Who brought the antibacterial wipes? Fortunately, few of those dilemmas present themselves at 100 Performances for the Hole. We know what you're thinking: hole? Admittedly, it sounds threatening and wet, but the hole in this case refers to the place a technician goes to work on your undercarriage. You see, in the old days atop Pacific Heights, the rich had depressions built into their garages to allow mechanics unfettered access to their finicky ol' roadsters. Justin Hoover turned one of those garages into a gallery a few years back, and has been throwing a unique array of art exhibits and happenings. Tonight, he's featuring 100 performance art events, one starting right after the other, both onsite and from around the world transmitted by live video feed. We promise you won't get bored or sick: Each is slated to run only two minutes, and Hoover has imposed a strict "no hurting yourself or others!" rule.
Sat., Jan. 26, 5:58 p.m., 2008