Another season in paradise is windin’ down for G, Lulu and yours truly Ole Blu. It’s been an interestin’ adventure in Miami, especially in the Wynwood art district. G and Lulu’s favorite hangout there is Joey’s restaurant. At Joey’s they understand the artist sensibility and will let you linger at the table with your friends or just your laptop until the local birds consider you statuary and start buildin’ a nest in your hair. It’s a happenin’ place where artists and business people can share their grand schemes of transformin’ this industrial neighborhood into a thrivin’ art scene. It was at Joey’s that Lulu attended Myra Wexler’s inaugural monthly art salon “Musing with Myra”. I’m not sure whether “musin” means just plain thinkin’ or wearin’ long flowin’ robes and lookin’ so pensive that artists want whatever it is you have and they don’t, so they draw a picture of you to capture it. Human affairs have always been a little confusin’ to me. Take the first “Musing” back in January 2010 for instance. A Saturday afternoon group of mostly ladies, real estate people and art and artist types sittin’ round a table in Joey’s courtyard discussing MOCA Miami’s upcoming fundraiser “Bohemian Bash”. Lulu asked what they meant by ‘bohemia’ - her being a foreigner and all - and without skippin’ a beat, Bonnie Clearwater, the executive director of MOCA politely fired back – “You're bohemian”. Guess she’s right cause Lulu’s from Montreal where the bohemian lifestyle has been honed to the fine, exotic, George Sands kinda art that it is. Another lady sittin’ at the table thought bohemian meant wearin’ skirts with fringe. Lulu said when you’re it (meanin’ bohemian) you don’t know it, but she thought it might have somethin’ to do with usin’ rags instead of paper towels. Anyway you can see how engagin’ and fraught with controversy this get together was right from the beginnin’.
G reads lyrics from a Tony Genova song.
Since then Myra has transformed ‘Musing’ into a regular 3rd Wednesday evenin’ of the month event – bringin’ together a mixed and inspirin’ bunch of intellectuals, artists and business people and featurin’ artist talks and crayons and markers and most of all camaraderie. Last Wednesday’s “Musing” was held at Wynwood Kitchen and Bar or WKB, a restaurant that feels like the inside of graffiti artist Shepard Fairey’s brain what with all his massive red, black and white pop imagery on the walls. Myra got everyone to sit round a long table and introduce themselves, some of ‘em even read poems - Myra havin’ asked them to bring one in honor of National Poetry Month. I guess they’d been hittin’ the fancy drinks right from the start cause from where I was parked a block away I could hear them beltin’ out the chorus of Let My People Go (an inspired choice combinin’ poetry with the Jewish holiday of Passover) which was orchestrated by visual artist Leon Rosenblatt. Lulu read a Rumi poem that reveals the secret to gettin’ out of a bad situation by embracin’ it like it was your best friend. That’s human relations for you – like tryin’ to go forward in reverse.
Summerhill Seven slappin' up a Myra sticker.
All in all it was a very animated evenin’ that ended with actor, writer Summerhill Seven slappin’ a Myra Obey Yo Mama sticker on the stop sign outside WKB. When Myra says "Obey Yo Mama", she don’t mean crouch down on all fours and start lickin’ her steel toed boots – not that she wears that kind of thing – she’s more of a Gucci kinda gal. No, she’s usin’ pop and graffiti terminology to direct folks to support the arts. Yours truly, Ole Blu agrees. It’s like my friend actor Jeff Daniels says - people got to start supportin’ the arts – meanin’ BUY ART - in order for the economy to reboot. She’s also got business cards that say Myra Wexler, “Art Enthusiast” which I guess means she takes art pretty seriously. But that’s an oxymoron for Miss Myra Wexler who has fun meetin’ interestin’ people and throwin’ them together to see what cooks.
Gettin' ready to roll with the help of G.
As much as Miamians love art it’s unlikely that anybody’s willin’ to go sloggin’ through the blisterin’ streets of Wynwood in the summer months just for a glimpse of truth and beauty, and so the art scene here slows to a grindin’ halt – includin’ "Musing with Myra". Most people if they can manage it, just head for the hills. For myself, Lulu and G that means headin’ for the cliffs – of Newfoundland that is. But I know we’ll be lookin’ forward to reconnectin’ with our Miami friends in the fall. Until then I’ll keep you informed on our travels as we ride into Ole Blu’s yonder.
G and Lulu hosted a participatin' paintin' event at April's "Art in the Yard".
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We had two slide shows goin' - one projected on a screen made from recycled metal and cloth - the other on the Bakehouse wall. Together with the glowin' painterly silos the backyard was positively luminous.
Myra's sticker is a hot item in Miami.
The kids at "Musing with Myra".