Tonight: Slima's art show

Tonight, you can check out the work of the one-and-only Joseph "Count Slima" Williams. All the details are in the photo of the flyer above... And here's a photo of Slima with one of his works.

Craft-o-holics back at it tonight

Local 269 Bar
269 E. Houston St. (@ Suffolk)
from 6 til 9pm (later if it's rockin' during the snowstorm!)
FREE/DONATIONS ACCEPTED
Daniella aka Our Lady of Perpetual PMS
Jenny Devildoll Gonzalez
Elisa Velasquez
Jessica Delfino
The Chi-Ciones

Craftermath debuts tonight for Skits N Tits

From the EV Grieve inbox...

Tonight marks the debut of Craftermath, a roving craft brigade.... The women who formed the group (Daniella, Jessica Delfino, Elisa Velasquez, Jenny Devildoll Gonzalez and The Chi-Ciones) are active in multi-disciplinary arts and they love odd, original art made from alternative materials like tampons, condoms and concrete ... and cheap, anti-corporate gift-shopping in the spirit of Reverend Billy and La Superette. They'll be selling their wares during the "Skits N Tits! One Year Anniversary Holiday Party" at the Bowery Poetry Club tonight...



For more on the Skits N Tits show tonight at 10 ($5 admission), go here...

Meanwhile, here's a sampling of the art created by the gals of Craftermath...

George Schneeman, 74

From the Times:

Painting, playing poker till dawn and boiling up pots of midnight pasta for friends in his apartment in an East Village tenement, Mr. Schneeman was sometimes described as New York’s last bohemian. That was not quite right. Seventy-four at his death, he was certainly younger than some of the artists who still animate what were once the city’s unfashionable neighborhoods

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Schneeman died this past Tuesday.

In a post on his blog, Michael Lally remembered Schneeman:

George created a life that was perfect for an artist. In the old days his day job was teaching English to immigrants. But he had a rent-control apartment on St. Marks Place, right in the heart of the action that made the 1960s the 1960s — and ditto for the following decades. Even now, the street reflects the times in ways no other part of the city does.

What happened when no one was looking

Airoots has an interesting essay on creativity and the creative process:

New York was creative when no one was looking. SoHo, The East Village, the Lower East side in Manhattan and more recently Williamsburg in Brooklyn were cultural hotbeds for as long as the city was bankrupt and they they were ignored. That’s when people like ABC No Rio and CBGB could squat buildings and Futura was spray painting subway tunnels, when artists that are now established, recognized and often no so inspired anymore where still crackheads, gays, punks, bums and squatters. There was nothing there to see. No hype and no romance. These much venerated places were at the periphery of a city on the verge of a breakdown.

Now that New York is universally recognized as a creative city all we see instead of artists are art directors, graphic designers, ad producers and so on. Established and wannabe communication professionals, commercial artists and other marketers come enmasse to such cities, where they know there is an industry that can use their know-how. Rather than breaking new grounds this so-called “creative class” recycles tired clichés and remixed proven formulas. New York is good at attracting people from elsewhere, but doesn’t breed much local talent anymore. Of course just like everywhere pockets of innovation remain. New York is big enough and its periphery is full of creative tension and driven people. But as a rule, creative work seems to happen where no one is looking.