A new series of paintings by Angus Macpherson almost leaves a cool layer of mist on your bare skin. The hazy effect Macpherson achieves in this ephemeral, atmospheric work was inspired by his one-year stint in the Belgian city of Antwerp in the mid '90s, a region noted for having at least as much moisture in its air as it has in its lakes.
Troika at the Adobe Theater
In Russian, the word troika means a group of three. I'm told the term is often associated with a Russian sleigh drawn by three horses. For this reason, the Adobe Theater is currently running Troika, a performance of four one-act farces by Anton Chekhov. Despite the misnomer, director John Puddington and his able cast offer an enjoyable evening of clever comedy.
Native Joy for Real
A junior high school band teacher once told poet Joy Harjo that "girls can't play saxophone." Nothing like a little unintentional reverse psychology to get the creative juices flowing. Harjo has been playing sax ever since. A release party for her first solo CD, Native Joy for Real, occurs Sunday, Aug. 22, at 3 p.m. at Bookworks. The album blends indigenous sounds with rock, jazz, blues and hip hop. Stop by to say hello to one of the Southwest's most accomplished poets and musicians, and pick up a copy of her CD on your way out. 344-8139.
Acrylic paint is a miraculous substance that, unlike oil paint, can be fairly easily separated from the support on which it dried. Margi Weir uses this quality in her abstract constructions, hanging or pinning independent bits of acrylic paint on to an already painted canvas. This results in the astonishing three-dimensional paintings on display at an exhibit opening this Friday, Aug. 20, with a reception from 5 to 7 p.m. at the Inpost Artspace (located inside the Outpost at 210 Yale SE). The show runs through Oct. 8. 268-0044.
Plan of Attack
For the past couple weeks, a depressing newspaper clipping has taunted me from the cork bulletin board hanging behind my desk. The gist of the article is that fewer people than ever read books. Wow, big surprise, right? The real heartbreaker, though, is a figure from 2002, the most recent year with available stats. Apparently, 43 percent of adults that year didn't read a book at all! That's right—43 percent of grown-ups, if you can call them that, didn't read a single book of any kind that entire year.