Above is a photo of a piece called “Spirit House” by Anna Peach. It is a dress and train assembled of found pieces of lace. It must be seen to be truly appreciated, the scale and construction are most impressive (as Tom would say).

To give you an example of the ingenuity of the artists in the lace exhibit. There is one who does pieces with “lost substrate” (my term). Think of “lost wax” bronze casting, where an original is made in wax, a mold is then cast around it, then the mold is heated to melt the wax, which runs out. Finally, the mold is filled with bronze to produce a finished piece. In the lost substrate process, delicate lace work is created on a soluble material. Once the lace work is finished, the whole piece is washed with water, the substrate dissolves, leaving only the lace. Brilliant!

Another brilliant example of creative artwork is a piece constructed entirely of hot glue mixed with pigment. The piece, called “Swirl” is like a great big swirl of paisley, and is about twelve feet across. Is is exhibited in a corner room of the gallery. It provokes the question, “How did they move it?”

Much is made in this exhibit of the role that lace has played in society over the years, and its delicate dance with such variable concepts as femininity and feminism. Merrill Mason, amongst others, plumbs the depth of these relationships with a collection of pieces in which lace is cast in iron or bronze, and in exploring the molds which would be needed to do so.

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Pomus, Shuman, Fagin: Tears Dry on Their Own

I wish I could sing no regrets
And no emotional debt
Cause as he kissed goodbye the sunsets
So we are history
A shadow covers me
The sky above a blaze
That Only lovers see

He walks away the sun goes down
He takes the day but I’m grown
And in your way
My blue shade
My tears dry on their own

He walks away the sun goes down
He takes the day but I’m grown
And in your way
My deep shade
My tears dry on their own

Arthur Hamilton, Cry Me a River:

Now you say you’re lonely
You cried the long night through
Well, you can cry me a river
Cry me a river
I cried a river over you
Now you say you’re sorry
For being so untrue
Well, you can cry me a river
Cry me a river
Cause I cried, I cried
I cried a river over you
You drove me,
Nearly drove me out of my head
While you never shed a tear
Remember?
I remember all that you said
Told me love was too plebeian
Told me you were through with me and
Now you say you say love me
Well, just to prove you do
Come on and cry me a river
Cry me a river

Iggy Pop and The Stooges took to the stage at the United Palace Theater, and proved that some things just don’t change. Pawn actually remembers going to see Iggy at Milwaukee’s lovely Riverside Theater almost twenty years ago, and deciding that the balcony was the safest place from which to enjoy the show. At the United Palace, Iggy invited the audience to “Invade the stage” and they took him up on it.

More covereage here: Music Review | Iggy Pop and The Stooges