Archive for the 'Art' Category

09
Dec
07

Holiday Hoopla on Mass Ave

John and I stayed in our ‘hood Friday night and strolled through Holiday Hoopla on our favorite street in Indy– Massachusetts Avenue.

Fire Pit at Holiday Hoopla

With fire pits set up along the street, no one had to worry about staying warm. I’ve never seen fire this close to art before. All those years in art museums had me feeling a little nervous about it, but I’m sure the sculpture was perfectly safe.

We’re really happy with the way upper Mass Ave is shaping up.

Patrick Wasson

We got to pop in for the opening of our friend Patrick’s winter show, which is really nice. Patrick was an intern at the IMA when I was there, and I enjoy following his career.

Patrick and Kirs

Here he is with Kris, his sweet partner and manager of our favorite store on Mass Ave – Home in the City (at Silver in the City). Totally fun, cool, and beautiful home goods and jewelry. If I ever need any kind of gift, I stop there first. It’s a special place to John and me because we got our wedding rings there.

Best Chocolate In Town

Just a few doors down we stopped in to visit with Elizabeth, owner of The Best Chocolate in Town (or BCT as we call it).

Seriously, how cute is she?Best Chocolate in Town

And her shop’s name ain’t no lie. John got a Champagne and a Lemon Chiffon truffle. I got one of the awesome chocolaty, pepperminty, crunchy, crackly cookie thingies she’s showing here. It was crazy tasty. 

We popped down to Chatham Tap Pub for dinner (great drinks, meh fish and chips, downright decent seafood bisque) and got caroled while we ate. Yummm…tuba.

Chatham Tap Pub

We’re going to tap the Tap again some Sunday night, the only night they serve Yorkshire pudding (yum).On the way back to our car we stopped in at Jill Ditmire’s Mass Avenue Wine Shoppe for a bottle of organic port I’d spotted earlier.

Mass Ave Wine Shoppe

The selection at Jill’s place is great. Boxed dinners are coming soon, and they sound awesome! John and I were surprised, however, to see that they made a point of advertising that they serve Atkins Cheesecake. Jeanne Atkins, owner of Atkins Elegant Desserts went on record that she would prefer to see her comatose gay son never recover than return to life with his partner of 25 years.

Obviously, Atkins is anathema to most Indy gay folks. I let the very nice woman who waited on us know that they may want to reconsider carrying her products. She seemed surprised to hear that their cheesecake was controversial. As much of a local celebrity as Jill is, I would be surprised if she missed the media coverage of the Atkins story, but I’m going to give her the benefit of the doubt for now. 

Art, fire pits, carolers, good food, friendly faces, ice sculptures, and an awesome honey to see it all with! The bleak midwinter isn’t so bleak after all.

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06
Dec
07

Holiday Friends Arrive

Street Clothes

This year we had special guests come by car and by plane from Arkansas and Ohio to be a part of Booze and Cookies (actual event post coming soon). Some of the out-of-towners came in a few days early so we could get some visiting in.

And when these friends come, they never arrive empty handed – Lori and Felley brought mountains of food, including Miss Judy’s (Felley’s mom) cinnamon rolls (Jennifer called them Crack Rolls)  so I wouldn’t have to do all of the cooking.They brought fun paper dinnerware so I didn’t have to wash as many dishes, and even my favorite Caldrea dishwashing liquid and counter spray (Patchouli and Green Tea) and cutlery (Jennie read on my blog that I’d lost my paring knife). 

Jennie and J. talked two other friends, David and Jennifer, whom I only knew through David’s blog, which I love to read, into coming with them. They are so fun! And I’ve heard of host gifts before, but I teared up a little when they pulled THIS out of their bag.

Claire Painting

They took a downloaded picture of Claire from my blog and gave it to an artist from Box Turtle Imports and Gifts on Kavanaugh in Little Rock to turn into a painting. I told Jennie later that Jennifer and David were a joy to be around, but even if they’d turned out to be complete turds, that gift would have kept the welcome mat out for them (I know, love for sale, but try to tell me you would feel any differently).Visiting

Once we got everyone settled in, we had time to make a trip out to Duane and Todd’s and to stop into Country Friends (Julie had never been and wanted to go). I feel sure that the people who work at CF must whisper under their breath, “him, again?” whenever I walk in the door these days. Here’s that holly I talked about but didn’t photograph last weekend (not much left).

Good Holly

And I loved these vintage “Maggie’s Memories” collectables.  I bought the little Santa Clause.

Sweet Stuff

If I didn’t already have a front door wreath I would run to CF to buy this one. It is simple but inspired and would look great at either a traditional or a rustic entrance, and the price point was awesome – $59.00 I think (don’t quote me).

Christmas Wreath

Julie made the big retail score of the day with this 19th century crazy quilt that she’s going to back with velvet and make into a wrap.

Sold

Julie, send me pics when you get it finished. Our house isn’t big, so every bed and sofa was filled. We even had a pallet on the floor (after some discussion we realized that either northern folks don’t sleep on the floor or they have another word for it. Can anyone from Indiana confirm or correct me on this?). And our neighbors opened up their garage apartment for us, too. It must have seemed a little like camp, but with the exception of Jennifer and David, all the rest of us had slept in close quarters together before on church youth retreats, choir trips or even at actual camp.

I was wishing I’d hung out a little with Practical Pat when she was cooking huge breakfasts for Lori, Julie, and Jennie and the rest of their clan because I was slow! But never bored. One morning while I was cooking I could hear David, whose roots and accent are pretty heavily Ozark, sporadically yelling “PAAY-pur!” in the living room. Jennie brought a voice activated Brain Age game with her, which was keeping him entertained as he tried to predict as quickly as possible what would counter rock in a game of Rock, Paper, Scissors. But he couldn’t get the game to work so he kept yelling “PAAY-pur” louder and louder (turns out it was in instruction mode).

Chocolate Gravy and Cinnamon Rolls

David (aka PAAY-pur!) using one of Duane’s Chocolate Gravy Pitchers.

From then on, any quiet moment would be filled with someone randomly yelling “PAAY-pur!,” which is just the kind of joke that this group is happy to take way too far. Fortunately, David understands the value of a good laugh whatever it costs.