Still Talking
Thanks so much for the delightful capsule review of my show Meditative at DesignSmith Gallery (Gallery Hop , issue of July 28-Aug. 3). Cincinnati's appetite for "non-traditional" art is voracious, and I am happy to help scratch that itch.
David Smith's gallery is certainly a class act, and it was a great pleasure to work with him. As a result of our conversations and his excellent collection, I have discovered a new interest in vintage furniture and the history of industrial design.
I'd like to add that it's emotionally rewarding to me, both as an artist and a human being, to know that this show attracted substantive attention and that folks are still talking about it.
Won't That Be Great?
So the Grand Old Party of the Rich is offering a few paltry prizes for journalists who write anti-Michael Moore editorials (Arts Beat, issue of July 7-14). You'd think they could afford to spend more.
No matter! The avalanche of moviegoers' footsteps to see Fahrenheit 9/11 has been drowning out the right-wing radio and Web site criticism. Viewers come out of theaters shocked, saddened and profoundly angered by what they've seen.
Be assured, if any factual statements in the movie were incorrect, President Bush's lawyers would sue Moore for slander or libel in a heartbeat. They haven't. Case closed.
That's largely because Bush is hung out to dry by his own words from his own mouth. Though Moore editorializes and conjectures about what Bush might be thinking, the most damning evidence is from Bush himself.
When John Kerry is elected our next president, no one will be making a movie about suspicious presidential ties with Saudi royalty, voter fraud in Florida or fictitious rationales for invading another country. Won't that be great?
