So, um, now we arrive at what I meant to share, in case one of my local
readers may be persuaded. If you have been this patient, maybe you will also be
swayed. Mwahaha.
A few weeks back, I met up for friends at the most pleasant Midnight Madness in my recent history. It's one of those nice buy local, get festive events, which I often wander about, but am (apologies) rarely inspired by. I usually have most of my present by then and it's usually (like last year), frigid cold and one is huddling and irritable. If you're me. But this time around the weather was perfect: cold enough to be brisk, not so cold that your forehead wanted to clatter off your face like a rock ledge with a pivotal crack.
And
Chris Roberts-Antieau had a pop-up gallery on 4th Avenue, with the fresh-faced Appleseed Collective playing in their store window. Somehow it's even more fun to swing by this Michigan-based globally known textile artist's place once you have also had the opportunity to check out her gallery in News Orleans (photos still on my little ole laptop which oh-so-thankfully does not eat every third line of text, much less hundreds of photos). It behooves me to mention this NOW, because
the Appleseed Collective was ever so fun in a nice Django Rheinhardt kind of bluegrassy way and is playing AGAIN tomorrow night -- which is to say FRIDAY night, for free at the popup gallery on 4th -- from 8:30-11 PM. Lucky you! Go see them! They are playing a group Holiday Show this Saturday at the ark, but it is already SOLD OUT, so clearly, you should just saunter on down. Sine the artist has a love of mixing high and low art, the snacks followed suit, It was surprising how I took to red wine and cheetos.
Cheetos, how I have missed you and your glowing orange detritus!
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| next store at Aunt Agatha's |
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| Before the place got hopping. |
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| Bird bones in foreground, Humanzee and Killed by Their Creations in the background. |
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| Bonus treat: the artist left her sketchbooks out. I leafed through but felt like I was spying. |
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| Nightmare tree, made of exploded Xmas dreams past |
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| Bad Dog Art Gallery |
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| Lincoln Corner in Back! |
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| Appleseed Collective in Front |
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| Great voice + gorgeous steel guitar |
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| Yay, washboard! |
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| More than a passing resemblance to Andrew Bird, non? |
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| Everyone's lunchbag puppets should be so festooned. |
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| Everyone's address book should be so festooned. |
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| ...And outside, we had a fire thrower. Associated with Tickled Fancy, who also performed? |
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| We worried she would set her hair on fire. |
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| She did. But she was blase about it. Her relations, less so. |
Let's end on an incendiary note, shall we? No fireworks, to report otherwise...
And Chris Roberts-Antieau had a pop-up gallery on 4th Avenue, with the fresh-faced Appleseed Collective playing in their store window. Somehow it's even more fun to swing by this Michigan-based globally known textile artist's place once you have also had the opportunity to check out her gallery in News Orleans (photos still on my little ole laptop which oh-so-thankfully does not eat every third line of text, much less hundreds of photos). It behooves me to mention this NOW, because the Appleseed Collective was ever so fun in a nice Django Rheinhardt kind of bluegrassy way and is playing AGAIN tomorrow night -- which is to say FRIDAY night, for free at the popup gallery on 4th -- from 8:30-11 PM. Lucky you! Go see them! They are playing a group Holiday Show this Saturday at the ark, but it is already SOLD OUT, so clearly, you should just saunter on down. Sine the artist has a love of mixing high and low art, the snacks followed suit, It was surprising how I took to red wine and cheetos. Cheetos, how I have missed you and your glowing orange detritus! 
