Eden knows how to cut an art pizza. "A Very
Thin Slice" that somehow manages to capture every
anchovy, mushroom, pepper and sausage on the pie. Even the pesto
and goat cheese.
Lieberman gives us a gilmpse into an unlikely love affair
between dog and cat in "Charlotte and Magellan."
I heard that in San Francisco,
they can get married.
Channon has welded a canine metaphor for the state of our
nation in "Liberty Bulldog."
There is a crack in the coal stove door just like the Liberty Bell,
and just like our Constitution.
Notice the bone he is
The dog is locked and
chained to the post, but the key is in the lock, so all you have
to do is turn the key and set him truly free. Also, if you wag the
tail, the legs trot, gonads wobble, and his snout barks just like
a real dog. The testicles also rotate. A true case of the tail wagging
Come on up and
and try it sometime.
still looking for the dog tags in this one. Hugh Morris
gives us the boot camp treatment in what could be Baghdad in "The
Eagle and the Arrow." Could the arrowhead be made
of depleted uranium?
If you visit The Arts
Upstairs you can read the article that explains the whole thing,
but I'm not telling you what it says.
Bessie. Kurt Boyer has the dog's eye view in this
painting of a Farmer and his cow, "Not Today."
Lennon gazes out of history to remind us that all you need is love.
makes sure we hear the message in "John Lennon Wall."
love trees, right? So Nancy Howell decided to paint
a picture of dog's best friend , "The Last Best Day."
This duet solo room show
of paintings delivers us to an autumn water hole in "Tanglewood
of the golden season that follows the Dog Days. And all the changes
of nature throughout the year.
Yanging to the Yin in
the duo/solo room, Norman Darvie thrusts "Nymph
and Putti." A glandular torso amid aerial frolicking
cherubs.that is one hyperextended step beyond "St. John the
Baptist" by Rodin (in the illogical perspective of the
Jones really gets the joneses in this salute to Bowery
Bums wherever they may live. I'm not sure what army this fellow
served in but he's got the post traumatic "OE"
syndrome for sure.
That last one really got me spooked so I'm gonna leave you with
Renee Englander's lyrical abstract expressionist
"Untitled." It almost borders on Japanese
ink and brush panoramic landscape paper scrolls.
So peacefull... like
Weeds in snow.
Cream of Farina.
See you next time.