Daily Archives: July 5, 2006

Art Opening, Lucky Red

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Mirmy Invite

Lucky Red Presents:
New Work by MIRMY: Boxes made with real skeletons
Saturday, July 8: 8PM

For the past three years, Mirmy has been producing unique artwork incorporating skeletons and taxidermy, starting with members of the weasel family (which is surprisingly vast)  then moving on to snakes; mostly cobras.
This, her latest collection, features boxes incorporating animal skeletons (2 snakes, a rat, cat, rabbit, skink, fish bat and a frog) as central figures. Always thoughtful, Mirmy has provided most pieces with handy open and shut doors in case sensitive or squeamish guests arrive to view your art collection.
Before the animal rights folks freak out, we’d like to advise people that Mirmy is a proud member of Minnesota Association of Rogue Taxidermists (MART): a group of taxidermists who adhere to a code of ethics regarding not killing living things for the purpose of using them in art.

An added treat for the evening will be a performance by Wendosa, who I am told are two charming young ladies, playing cow-punk in the Lucky Red courtyard.

All in all, a fine way to pass a hot summer evening. See you there.
xox
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What I did on my summer vacation: Part the First

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  • I dreamed I was cleaning out my ears with bobby pins. I’m sure it wasn’t the beer; it was the heat.
  • I saw Rattlesnake Island, where Eddie Mansour came to grief, ultimately snapping and taking the staff of the Canadian Embassy in Lebanon hostage, because that is what you do when a clique of white good ol’ boys ruins your dream of a camel-shaped resort (with bonus pyramid!) on Okanagan Lake.
  • Saw Eddie’s Castle (or Eddie’s Folly) the monstrously tacky, 70’s style, pink stucco B&B overlooking Rattlesnake Island, where Eddie slowly, and against all odds, recovered his wits and lost what remained of his fortune. If memory (of his autobiography, From Nuthouse to Castle) serves, several suites had circular beds, one was revolving, and of course there were heart-shaped jacuzzis. Available now for a round $1million, it looks as if it is haunted by the ghost of Robert Goulet: one balcony has fallen off entirely, sliding down the cliff face onto the highway. The once-beautiful view is marred by the semitransparent mist of organisms growing on the windows, and the land is slowly falling, piece by piece, into the lake. It would be a wonderful place to retire and slowly go insane. Perhaps I shall save up enough one day.
  • I saw a double rainbow over Westbank and can now definitively state that the rainbow ends at Canadian Tire. Picture to follow.
  • My only goals for this vacation were A) a sunburn and B) a hangover. A was accomplished the first day. And the second. I have high hopes that Winery Tour Day will allow me to tick off B as well.
  • I can now identify, having towed it for several hours, a ’61 Nash Metropolitan.