ArtStreet is an extension of Albuquerque Health Care for the Homeless, an advocacy program that seeks to provide support to indigent and at-risk populations in our area. In an example of poetic irony, ArtStreet doesn't have a permanent home, but instead showcases the work of its participants in partner galleries. The ArtStreet show Love & Junk runs through March 2, at the Harwood Art Center's North Gallery. Like many of ArtStreet's shows, Love & Junk is weird, exciting and unexpected. Dartboards metamorph into numbered bugs along sides of images of wonder and nature. Collage, assemblage and mixed media cozy up to shadowboxes and screw sculptures. A quote on a piece by Arlene Fraley sums it up: "Chaotic civilization is a bittersweet love." ArtStreet's next show debuts on Friday, March 6, also at the Harwood Art Center (1114 Seventh Street NW) with the second half of that show coming in April to the Tamarind Center (108 Cornell SE). Albuquerque Health Care for the Homeless' website, abqhch.org, keeps you apprised of all of ArtStreet's happenings.
Gus Pedrotty—Gus, as he likes to be known—stopped by Alibi Headquarters to discuss a bid for mayor that began as idealistic—and some would say unlikely—but has since been transformed into one of the more vital and remarkable candidacies that have passed through this high desert city in ages.
He lives in the middle of nowhere near the New Mexico-Arizona border. "Ish," he adds, just to vague things up.
Green Scorpion patrols Phoenix and sometimes Albuquerque. But the Duke City has her own hero roaming the streets. Meet Ghost Shadow. Except that’s not his real superhero name. He wanted a pseudonym for his pseudonym.
What new feature do ignition interlocks sport? What was found in two Albuquerque stores? One more hardship for food bank clients. And what's come as a result of the state's hiring freeze?
Muzzammil Hassan reported his wife’s death to police on Feb. 12. Police found Aasiya Zubair Hassan decapitated at the office of the Orchard Park, N.Y. television station where she and her husband worked. Aasiya had served Muzzammil with divorce papers and an order of protection the week before her death. Her husband, the founder and CEO of the station, was arrested and charged with second-degree murder.
Since "sex" is apparently no longer dirty in these enlightened times, the last three-letter word never to be uttered in polite conversation seems to be “tax.” At least, this must be the accepted etiquette in the halls of state government in Santa Fe, where even the governor’s appointed secretary of tax and revenue goes to great lengths to avoid the term.
Dateline: New Zealand—An octopus who escaped from his tank at a New Zealand aquarium and survived five days on the run will be released back into the wild. Last month, Sid the octopus mysteriously vanished from his tank at a Dunedin aquarium. Five days later, he was spotted by a staff member making a dash for the door. Sid was hungry but otherwise fine. He is believed to have spent at least some of his fugitive time hiding in a drain that pumps fresh sea water into the aquarium. The aquarium’s senior aquarist, Matthew Crane, said Sid has done his time and will be freed. “We are realizing he is getting a little older in his life and may be searching for a mate, so that’s why we’ve gone ahead and set his release.”
Voting is open for the Alibi's 2009 Best of Burque awards, and it's accessible exclusively through alibi.com. Don't hold your breath for a paper ballot—polling is 100 percent digitized. (The results are not. We'll report the result in the April 2 issue of the Alibi.)
Levi (Volume Volume/Romeo Goes to Hell), Kenta (Jonnycats), April (Rockstar karaoke) and Jared (Creepshow) broke up with their bands and fused together Violenta from the pieces. What that sounds like is anyone’s guess, since the band’s debut performance is Friday, Feb. 27, at Burt’s Tiki Lounge (21+, free). Shoulder Voices and World on Fyre are there, too. (LM)
March is Women's History Month, and you'd be safe in betting that I won't shut up about it. Next week's Arts section will focus on Women and Creativity 2009, a monthlong series of events presented by the National Hispanic Cultural Center and sponsored by Mark Pardo salons. Between now and then, though, there are a few events worth your time, such as Dear Eve, Lilith, and Emily..., featuring poets Dana Levin and Valerie Martinez and prose writer Robin Romm. The three women will read from and discuss their work at the College of Santa Fe's O'Shaughnessy Performance Space on Tuesday, March 3, from 12:30 to 2 p.m. And on Sunday, March 1, the string band Carolina Chocolate Drops brings the music of the pre-WWII South to the Outpost Performance Space at 7:30 p.m. Downloadable information on these events and more is available at nhccnm.org. And check back next week for a comprehensive look at Women and Creativity 2009.
We call ourselves the McGalvers of MDC because like the infamous MCGuver, the TV hero who could make a bomb out of bubble gum, we are all incredibly resourceful. To all of those employers who question our skills, work ethic and problem solving capabilities, you might want to change your mind after hearing our stories.
The Jerusalem artichoke has absolutely nothing to do with the contested city home to various peoples of the book. It's actually an American original: a tuber that finds its roots from Nova Scotia to Georgia. First eaten by a European in 1605, the artichoke-tasting relative of the sunflower was sent back to the old country, where it enjoyed relative popularity until it got upstaged by the potato. The Italian word for sunflower, girasole, eventually morphed into Jerusalem, and we've all been confused ever since.