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Ravels in Review Friday: Atlanta Edition

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Well, my dreams of travel have taken me somewhere after all: home to Georgia for a long weekend. And guess what? It’s hot and humid, just the way I like it. (As opposed to cold and rainy New York).

Georgia O’Keefe’s Peach and Glass [Georgia…Peach. Get it? The humidity makes me punny]

I felt like Santa Claus comig down with my backpack full of presents yesterday. It’s my mom’s birthday Saturday, Father’s Day Sunday, and my sister’s birthday Wednesday. Most of my old friends are here somewhere, and hopefully I’ll be able to see some of them athough it looks like I have a pretty jam-packed schedule AND I want to go the High Museum of Art. But we’ll see.

As to the ravels in review, we covered our cultural bases this week. We started with poetry, ala the life of Edna St. Vincent Millay, then got a dose of theater, with the Public Theater’s production of Twelfth Night, and rounding us off we talked about art old (nude Mona Lisa old, that is) and new (with Clay Ketter’s most recent work) with a dab of the wistful travelogue I mentioned.

Happy Friday!

Ravels in Review Friday

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Here we are again, two weeks into June and no sign of the rain letting up. Rain, rain, rain….

Anyhow, what did we talk about this week? Looks like we were all over the place.

  • No consensus was reached over a top 200 artist list by the Times. (No Surprise there).
  • My formula for how to destroy a cocktail party or create change looks like art critic Jerry Saltz’s Facebook page.

This constant rain is especially annoying as I was going to go get tickets to Shakespeare in the Park this morning. Now I have a conundrum. Not only if I should wait in the rain, but is the performance going to get rained out? Alas, our frailty is the cause of such concern, as Viola would say, and I think I’m go find an anarok and trudge out there.

Friday Ravels in Review

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For a weekly recap, I’ll start with the best: the video I made about Whole in the Wall, a street art exhibit, although I did have to correct something I said in the video by noting some great street art blogs. In second place, inspired by a discussion about Francis Bacon, I was excited to see and write about his retrospective at the Met. Then yesterday I tried to explain why the film The Queen put me off with it mix of fact and fiction.

And then a long time ago, when it was May, we touched on some Vermeer forgeries via Errol Morris’s series of articles Bamboozling Ourselves. All 7 are now published, if you want to check out the full tale. I also got on my high horse about a poetry scandal in Britain. But that was long ago in May.

Now it’s June, and so I expect the weather will cease and desist with this dreary, cold rain. I keep giving it stern glances out the window.

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