Art Attack – Food, wine, art, politics and spandex
The APSC and Judge Griffin received a loud and clear message not to mess with the Ozarks during two days of passionate, eloquent, intelligent testimony from members of our community. Whether they heed our message, is, of course, another story.
In this fractious little town, how incredible it was to see everyone united. When Jack Moyer and I are in total agreement on an issue, you know something extraordinary is going on.
Bravo to all who came to speak out against SWEPCO and their proposed power lines. There were 229 of you, and I’ve never been prouder to call Eureka Springs home.
How emotionally moved I and many others were as each person stepped up to the microphone to deliver their three-minute heartfelt testimony.
Oh, to be a fly on the wall at SWEPCO’s next board meeting.
It looked like another successful Fleur Delicious event with sold-out wine dinners and a crazy waiters’ race. Friday I noshed my way through the day starting at Vintage Cargo for pastries and the Eureka Market for a free lunch (a tasty Salad Nicoise) and glass of wine.
Keels Creek Winery held its first food and wine event under the large walnut tree in its vineyard off of Rockhouse Road Sunday. Owners Doug Hausler and Edwige Denyszyn, who are also my Keels Creek neighbors, put on a lovely event in a beautiful setting with fun music by the Awesome Possums. They were a little short on food, but the wine kept flowing.
In art news, Zarks, which normally holds its invitational theme show during May Fest, decided to hold it in July instead. Shoes were the theme, and once again Saturday’s exhibit showed us what a well of creative talent we have in the community. Some wonderful work from many different artists with the grand prize (people’s choice) deservedly going to Fran Carlin whose Italian, glass tile mosaic shoe was stunning.
Artist Robert Norman and partner, Suzanne Stillman, held an open house Friday where the couple had new work on display in their Eureka West showroom and studio. Owls seem to be Bob’s latest muse – colorful and slightly menacing.
And what’s not to like about young, fit men and women pedaling noiseless bikes down Spring St. in a sea of spandex?