I always admired the BombShells, Cincinnati’s yarn-bombing ladies. I just didn’t think that, given my lack of crafting skills, I could become one. Now, living the dream of wannabes worldwide, I’ve been invited to participate in a bombing.
Before Burger Madness, there was mural madness at Arthur’s, the Hyde Park restaurant/bar. From 1981 to 1992, Jerry Dowling painted
caricatures of 142 regulars on a 44-foot wall. The characters are still
there — on the mural, anyway — but the character has changed.
I’m obsessed with the title of Thunder-Sky Inc.’s latest show, Reverse Psychology.
The name, a play on two artists’ opposite aesthetics and themes,
doesn’t work for me — or does it? Should I be celebrating differences,
or searching for similarities? I don’t know what to think, and I think
that’s the intent.
You don’t know where some trails will
lead. Roads diverge, loop, merge and meander. “I took the one less
traveled by,” Robert Frost wrote, “and that has made all the
difference.” Phyllis Weston Gallery presents Paper Trail
as an opportunity “to explore the brilliant variety of paper as a
medium.” But the medium really isn’t the message here.
Small Potatoes, a strangely
sentimental exhibit at Thunder-Sky Inc., is like a heapin’ helping of
Grandma’s comfort food. It’s unapologetically lumpy, undeniably homemade
and served without fancy presentation but with a whole lot of love.