Archive for September, 2007

Art Walk opener post mortem

WOW. Remind me to hire my ass out as a forecaster. If I If only I hadn’t changed criminal to thief and hadn’t trimmed the post, you’d all think I was prescient.

Security spent most of it’s time in the spaces, not the common areas or on the street as specified. And all the rent-a-cops I were removed by 11. And despite the harassment, I saw more open booze, including cans and bottles of hard liquor being waved about in the open then I ever saw before. More bottles thrown from cars, screaming yelling drunks on bikes and in cars, and more defacement and trash. And more staggering drunks at 4am too. I’ll let you know later how many car break ins there were. I can report 3 vandalized bikes, including my own (nothing major, they unlocked my front tire disengaging from the fork, twisted my seat sideways and ripped my rack off the back, stripping the screws out of the frame, but not removing the key-ring holding it on the post-would have thought that a field expedient repair would be a theft deterrent?)

Please be diligent about the age of the patrons to whom you are serving alcohol. This means you should be checking I.D.’s. Serving alcohol to minors is not only illegal, putting you at risk for persecution under the law, but also jeopardizes the Chicago Arts District as a whole. If you are found to be serving minors, you will not be allowed to participate in future events.

Additionally, while we welcome all patrons to the event, we do not want to encourage excessive drinking and partying after the event closes by serving minors during the event.

Do not serve beer in cans or bottles. All alcohol should be served in plastic cups to avoid broken glass on the streets. Additionally, it is illegal for patrons to walk outdoors from gallery to gallery with open alcohol containers. Please provide a trash receptacle near the exit of your space to ensure the patrons will properly dispose of trash.

Mesmer-ized (a great obit for Lydia Tomkiw)

It’s all here. Those eyes, those bangs, all the names, all the once sacred places, that voice. I had to stop reading it to post this.

For Lydia, by Sharon Mesmer.

(Thanks to Natalie for the pointer.)

Art Walk begins tonight, with new added features

UPDATED:

Check out this Pod mailing:

You will notice security personnel in the neighborhood. They will be patrolling the neighborhood and interior of the buildings until around 1:00am. In light of the consistent problems we have been experiencing with the 2nd FRIDAYS events, we felt it was necessary to have security staff on hand to deter vandalism and malicious or rowdy behavior.

The story behind this is Pod has a couple of new tenants, rich little school kids who are paying out the ass to live in Genteel Bohemian Squalor ™ and are partying like they think bohemians party. They’re actually partying like kids who have a rich daddy to buy off the cops and otherwise keep their asses out of jail, and a maid to clean up the mess. Pod doesn’t like this, the story goes, but rather then jeopardize one of his few big money tennats or arouse the kids dad’s lawyers, he passive aggressively woke one of their neighbors at daybreak to scream at the neighbor about the kids partying. He got an ear fuill of “it’s your tennat, you deal with it,” and he supposedly evicted the tennat he got all PA on–a particularly stupid thing thing to do to someone who lived in a building of Pod’s for which pod is under investigation for illegal asbestos removal (and supposed fly dumping). But then most landlords would rather pick up the phone and scream at the troublemaker rather then incur the expense of hiring security, and all the attendant problems (nothing attracts thieves and hoodlums like added security, it’s like producing a commercial that says “here’s where there are things worth stealing, here’s where the rich people are to mug”).

The rent-a-cops are also supposed to be “reminding” you and your visitors to not smoke in common areas or carry open liquor between spaces, as well as “reminding” you about not giving liquor to minors. I’m going to be paying close attention to how many patrons are amused/pissed off by being coerced by the rent-a-cops.

And how many come back. People with money buy art, and people with money like to do what ever they want, and not be put upon by any one, especially minimum wage rent-a-cops.

(The rent-a-cops asre only suppose to be on the street and the common areas of the buildings, but they’re going to wander, especially considering their mandate. But, to paraphrase the line from the movie, there are certain parts of Pilsen you don’t want to wander into, (even if you’re the 82nd Airborne), (especially if you are a rent-a-cop), even in Podspace-I only hope I’m not there when the wondering takes place, my Dragonskin hasn’t come back from the cleaners yet… )

Non of this will of course have any effect on the Smash-N-Grabbers who’ve some to prey on the cars parked on Halsted from 18th to Cermac, who have come to rely on Second Fridays for their rent and Art Walks for their xmas shopping. None of the heightened police patrols have caught the Smash-N-Grabbers yet, and no rent-a-cop is going to risk his ass for your car.

So feel secure, Pilsen. Secure in the feeling that all those minimum wage rent-a-cops are scoping your shit out for their hoodlum buddies. Secure in knowing that if you don’t slip them a bottle, they’re going to narc you out to Pod. And mostly secure in the notion that you’re now living in a run away freight train of a sitcom run by a passive aggressive megalomaniac that has just left the rails and is heading downhill toward the chemical refinery…

Dano, top ten bartender in the city

The ‘Lark’s own Dano made the cut as one of the top ten bartenders in Chicago. Unfortunately he didn’t make top five, mostly because this post got eaten by caribou’s stupid WIFI validation system, and I didn’t realize it until today. So all his fans couldn’t follow the link to vote. And partly because he’s lacking in cleavege. Sorry man. Tip him out heavily on Friday night as a consolation.

101 Paintings Show, call for paintings and their painters

My good friend Chris Heflin would like to remind all you painters that there is

A CALL FOR ARTISTS
FOR
THE 101 PAINTINGS SHOW
at
the Co-Prosperity Sphere
Please take part in this massive gathering and assemblage of painting cholos. Participate or pass this email on to your friends who paint.

Registration for the show will be held on September 29 and 30 between noon and 8:00 pm at the Co-Prosperity Sphere, 3219 S. Morgan St. There is only ONE ENTRY PER ARTIST. Any 2D media is eligible and each work can be no larger than 900 square inches in size. A $5 registration fee is required to cover the costs of the gala opening reception. There is limited space for 3 or 4 pieces of sculpture.

You must drop off your submission on October 6 and 7 between noon and 8:00 pm at the Co-Prosperity Sphere. All work must come ready to hang with a title card designating the artist’s name, media, and dimensions. Please include a price for the work if you wish to sell it. we will take a 30% commission on sales so add that to the price..

The 101 paintings show will Open on Friday Oct 12, 2007 at the Co-Prosperity Sphere. And close ONE week later.

For more information-

Email :
Ed (at) lumpen.com
subject: attn 101 paintings buddy

REMINDER: ART WALK THIS WEEKEND

The Umpteenth gazillionth Pilsen Artists Open House, and self congratulatory dance of the Art Institute Drones with resulting Grand Parade of Lifeless Packaging is this Friday, Saturday and Sunday. Usual times, usual places. This is the supper huge annual event, not the Second Friday one. Ned Broderick will be showing at 4Art and have his own studio open. The Late Jeff Mickey and Ms-ing in action Rene Lillie will also be showing at 4Art. The Inkblots Project will be on display at 1825 S. Halsted, the Ballet will be at Watermark, and there will be lots, no, tons more. Be sure to check it out. I’ll be floating around harrasing the touristas (more likely sleeping loudly in a corner somewhere). And please BUY SOME ART. Thank You, you may now return to your normal mundane existence.

Did I mention

That my back is really killing me? So is my knee and leg and shoulder, and my lumps are throbbing. And I haven’t even kicked anyone I know to death. Yet. I forgot how many days this is. Might be better if I had some sleep. I just dug out the OTC med pack and discoverd I was out of generic Aleve. One more day of this and I break out the prescription pain killers.

Another celeb blogger, Stephen Fry

The phrase Renaissance WoMan is way over used. Every one who can play a musical instrument, walk, and chew gum, all in the same year gets labeled thusly. Which is too fucking bad, because it detracts from the true Renaissance WoMen. People who can write novels, non fiction, poetry, drama, comedy reviews and plays, who can MC game erudite shows, star in erudite game shows, direct, produce, act in movies, radio, audiobooks,TV, stage and screen, do stand up, do improve and adapt for the screen. And I’m leaving out a shit load. I’m talking about the once and future Jeeves, teh man who was born to play Wilde, the Bit with Laurie, and the foil of Blackadder: Stephen Fry. Who has a blog, in which’s most recent post he states his love of Smartphones, Macs and gives a (ffej-like) brief history of the graphic user interface and statement of the holy grail of computing, the Dynabook. Only he does it better then I ever could. Go read it, and see why competition is good.

(Thanks to the Goodrobot for the pointer)

Did i fail to mention?

Some putz stole the valve cap off my borrowed bike, and then worked the valve stem until it slit, leaving me with a flat tire. I assume they did this because they couldn’t steal the tire, so they felt no one should have it (ok, i don’t assume this: Henry at the bike store assumes this). This happened right in front of the ‘lark. I’m more then a little annoyed, I just paid money I really couldn’t afford to spend for a inner-tube. This is seriously going to put a crimp in my eating this week. Insert usual threats against unknowable vandals here. Add urgent plea for a world without vandals. Wrap up by finding some way to tie this to CTA funding crisis and then blame the whole thing on the Mayor

it’s my world and you can have it, damn it…

It’s 4am, and it’s pouring cats dogs and gerbils. I’m sharing a bus shelter with a crazy african american guy who is displaying more body english and nervous tics then Charley Chaplin on “nose powder” from Modern times. He keeps trying to sneak up on me with one hand in his pocket on an (I wish)imaginary weapon, then skipping slinking an twitching off into the ran to sneaking up on a utility pole. And then he’s back, and sidling up to me again…

Meanwhile, the other person in the shelter, a recent emigrant from Poland is cursing non stop under his breath, endlessly fiddling with his bag, and occasionally stopping his muttered cursing to ask me for the umpteenth time when the bus is coming in fractured comic book english, then insisting I’m wrong.

Eventually they both leave the shelter at teh same time, in different directions. Then, like some old Carol Burnet sketch, they each stop and double back, passing each other.




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