FROM THE STREET (Pocket Full of Posies)
February 20th, 2008 by Tampa Promotions in From the StreetFor dudes that have a dudette, Valentine’s Day often means an empty wallet or a girlfriend crying about how her guy has lost his passion. The problem is rooted in grammar school. Boys grow up thinking February 14 is like a second Halloween – simply a chance to score some candy. For girls, the day teaches them to equate romance with how many cards and chocolates they got. Boyfriends and husbands can’t get away with buying sweets and renting a romantic comedy, because this is what plenty of girls do when they are lonely and single – add to that a wad of Kleenexes to soak up the tears and melted ice cream.
My point is this. Sitting at home moping will only make you fat and lonelier. If you want romance, go out and find it. On Valentine’s Day, the single women are so drunk off the perfumed stench of romance, that even a jackass like myself can come away looking like Don Juan.
 
I took my search to Push Ultra Lounge, where THX MGMT was debuting its Thursday night live music series. Lively couples and strings of singles came out to enjoy the three separate bars (one for each floor — including the roof) and to listen to Life of Pi and The Beauvilles. It was the perfect spot for women seeking a spontaneous tryst — one that would make their friends in tired relationships jealous. All a guy had to do was whip out a flower at the right moment, or in my case, a pair of tickets to David Mamet’s Boston Marriage, at Tampa’s Jobsite Theater.
Since couples received a reduced cover, a few of the single ladies pretended to be in relationships with each other. Being the thorough doormen that they are, the bouncers asked girls like E, a local barista, and her friend to prove that they were together. It was a win-win situation. Both single girls got a Valentine’s Day kiss, and the doormen didn’t feel so lonely standing out in the cold.
The next night, Emma and I loitered around Urban Outfitters in Ybor City like a teenage couple too broke and car-less for the usual dinner and movie routine. But, unlike a young couple sneaking kisses in the corners, we were there to work the first ever art opening at Tampa’s Urban Outfitters. DJ Blenda and DJ Mugdub were on hand, scratching MP3 tracks with the aid of a laptop and two turntables. Coolers were filled with energy drinks and waters to accommodate all the marauding hipsters.
For Jay Giroux, having his art up in the store was nothing new. He’s contracted by Urban Outfitters to set up their displays. His work consists of images matted to plywood, blank canvases lit by colored lights, and 2-by-4 boards coming off the walls at odd angles, like a construction site twisted by a hurricane. After seeing his art, I had no trouble picking him out from the style conscious crowd. He was the one carrying a power-drill.
Kim Coakley’s work was as durable as Giroux’s. Both of her pieces featured free-form collages of color climbing giant panels like plumes of smoke.
“Kids are easy,” Emma told me while I photographed Kim’s art. Emma had convinced a teenage boy to let her paste a Creative Loafing tattoo on his forehead. I was glad that I was no longer 17 and willing to do anything a girl asked of me. I’ve matured and moved on to pulling flowers out of my pocket in the hope that ladies will mistake my trickery for true romance.
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February 21st, 2008 at 4:35 pm
Nice try at guessing what materials i use to construct my pieces, but you didn’t quite get it. My process consists of combining pieces of silkscreened paper, etchings, and acrylic on paper all to form a unique organic shape perhaps reminding you of a flower, or a plume of smoke.
Its also too bad that you totally missed out on Josh Pearson’s real work which was displayed in the window of the first floor. The work you described was created by J. Giroux who does much more than make displays at the store. You should check both of them out because they deserve much more credit than you gave to either.
Not to mention Theo Wujick’s work whom might have also blown your brains out when you realized what the fuck you got yourself into stepping into the cozy and hip Urban Outfitters that one little night when you were feeling too sorry to open your eyes and see what was really happening. I suggest going back and actually seeing the work before you even try to tell the tale about what it was like. You weren’t playing tricks on the girls by the way, you were only playing with yourself.
February 21st, 2008 at 7:48 pm
Thanks Kim for clearing up the confusion about the artists’ names. I wish Josh Pearson and Theo Wujick could have been at the opening, or at least during the two hours I was there, so that they could point out their work. I only saw Jay briefly with his power drill. I remember asking you who he was and you said J., which I must have assumed was short for Josh since Jay Giroux’s name was not listed on any of the literature I found about the event. I changed the name in the article and hyperlinked Giroux’s homepage.
The issue of what was, and was not, covered in my description of the event has to do with the nature of my blog. I am no art critic. If Creative Loafing had covered the event from a critical angle they would have sent Megan Voeller, whose work would appear in the arts section. I am sorry if you feel not enough attention was given to the artists. It is always hard to decide what to include and how to present the information in such a limited amount of space. I’ll keep your criticisms in mind for the future. The next time I’m working an event where your work is on display, I’ll get you to describe it firsthand so there is no confusion as to what your art is and is not. And thank you for leaving a comment. The comments are the only way I know that anyone is reading my stuff.
~Alfie