Is Pawtucket a mecca?
“A blue-collar, gritty mill town that needed a way to revitalize itself a decade ago, Pawtucket just might be God’s Mecca for Working Artists.” So reads the lead sentence in an article about Vo Dilun’s Mighty Bucket, part of the cover story in the March issue of Art Calendar: “10 Great Towns for Working Artists.” The publication calls itself the “business magazine for visual artists.”
With many fine efforts, on a number of art fronts, all over Providence, it is Pawtucket that seems to have the best model for integrating creative arts projects with municipal economic development goals.
Pawtucket has worked hard to fashion artist-friendly tax and zoning policies, aggressively pursuing renovation projects, and it then walks artists through the steps needed to set up shop. And who knew that the face of the future would look just like . . . Herb Weiss?
P&J nonetheless find Art Calendar’s comparison of Pawtucket to Mecca a bit strained. Maybe Fay¬ette or Nauvoo would be a more appropriate locale, as the history of the Latter Day Saints is far more colorful and amusing than that of Mohammed.
As we were saying
A very nationalistic friend of P+J’s in Sri Lanka delighted us with his little party trick of asking, “Do you know why the sun never set on the British Empire? Because God didn’t trust Queen Victoria in the dark!”
We offer this as a reminder to keep an eye on the Clintons, who make Lord and Lady Macbeth look like Ward and June Cleaver. If there is a conniving way to try to legitimize Billary’s bogus Florida “win” in their non-primary (where Senator Pantsuit made a stop, despite a pledge not to campaign there), or to find a way to snatch her delegates from Michi¬gan, where Obama’s name wasn’t even on the ballot, and Billary had a resounding 15 percent win over that tough and wily politico, Uncommitted, the Clintonistas will either find it or buy it.
To quote Don Imus, Hillary and Bill will do anything — including poisoning a municipal water supply — to win. Keep the lights on, boys and girls.
Elementary, my dear Watson
The quiet genius that is Mr. Morgan sends along his nominee for headline of the year, despite it being so early in the season. Lest we forget this one as the months roll by, he offers up an Associated Press story of Febru¬ary 1 from Hagerstown, Maryland, about a drug bust:
Police: Crack Found in Man’s Buttocks
Kudos + congrats
. . . to Casa Diablo fave-rave Nico Muhly, the subject of a glowing profile, by Rebecca Mead, in the current New Yorker. Nico is the Vermont-born/Providence-bred composer who creates beautiful and modern, yet accessible, classical music while working and hanging around with the likes of Bjork, Philip Glass, and Rufus Wainwright.
That Nico’s parents, Bunny Harvey and Frank Muhly, are charter Casa Diablo regulars may have something to do with how we are asking Barack to consider Nico for vice-president. But as to the music, just check it out for yourself (Speaks Volumes is available on the Bedroom Community label, and his new one, Mother Tongue is due in a couple of months). And read the New Yorker article, especially fans of Mama Bunny, one of this town’s truly original swinging geniuses and a pretty powerful painter, who is quoted at length.
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