Friday, September 14, 2012

PurrView #58 - Raise the Roof


LowBrow Art Gets High
If you have a taste for pop surrealism and divey atmospheres, you’re in luck. Raise the Roof is a “ceiling art gallery” event held every last Friday of the month at Dino’s Lounge. August 31 was the third installment of the art-gallery-meets-dive-bar event.
Phillip Limon—Raise the Roof co-curator and owner of First Friday staple, Cornerstone Gallery—removes four standard drywall tiles from the ceiling of Dino’s every month.  Limon and co-curator, Jayo, select a different local artist to paint-up each tile. Every final Friday of the month, they return the four tiles to the ceiling and reveal one every hour at the unique art event. Wondering what kind of art we're talking here? “We want to support lowbrow art in the city,” Limon said. 

Adding to the overhead repertoire that began with tiles by Jayo and local ink artist, Christian Wiltse, featured artists for August included Mike Hall, Das Frank of Redemption Tattoos and DJ Tambe of Bad Apple. Outside, King Ruck of Slum Beautiful mural company threw up live graffiti. Inside, DJ Magic spun hip-hop, rock and old school jams. Art originals, prints, T-shirts and tattoo gift certificates were on the raffle/sales table as well. 


“Raise the Roof is welcoming, it's inviting and it's old school,” Limon said. "It will take up to Winter 2013 for completion." And when the decked-out tiles (all 90 of them) are raised to the ceiling, they not only become pieces in an art exhibit, they also become part of Dino’s.   
Raise the Roof, Every last Friday of the month, 6-10 p.m.; Dino’s Lounge, 1516 S. Las Vegas Blvd.

~Meow~
Pennies

Tuesday, September 11, 2012

PurrView #57 - Moment of poetry: "Less Sad"

"Less Sad"

There's something weighing heavy on my chest
An emptiness, an aching felt in my throat, within my breast
Another waking day, each one gets a little easier
But always a lingering shadow are thoughts regarding him
My relentless, nagging wonder of where he's at and where  he's been
A genuine concern about what kind of state he's in
A part of me hoping he's doing well, doing fine
A part of me hoping he feels my pain, multiplied a hundred times
My mind telling me to move on: it ran its course
My  heart taking the brunt: feeling as if it's been cursed
Another waking day and melancholy still abounds
But I know that soon... peace will be found
For every day I feel this weight on my chest getting lighter
Soon, I'll feel the pain in my throat and breast getting looser—
not tighter
And soon I'll be able to take the good, leave the bad
To know that as long as I keep calm and carry on
The feelings I feel will be less
and less
sad.

~Meow~
Pennies