Save~the~Date: February 7th

Photo by Sarah Hearld
Photo by Elizabeth Streight
The Holiday
An escape into the everyday
An art show

A 10-year-old's birthday party, a couple's embrace, a woman's toil in domesticity, life on the street in Delhi—all are expressions of the everyday, the commonplace, and the holidays that can be found in the images that capture them.

In an exhibition to be held February 7-28, Photographers Elizabeth Streight and Sarah Hearld invite you to explore two very different worlds and the correlations between them in photographs that range from affectionate portraits to psychologically challenging images. Hearld will show photographs of street children and the humanity of the streets themselves in Delhi, India. Streight's works explore her own immediate American environment, in which she focuses her camera on her own friends, families, and personal histories.

In October 2008, Hearld traveled to India to work with Street Children through an organization called Project Concern International. As a photographer, she found a lot of inspiration to pick up the camera on the trip. "As time passes and the distance between my days in Delhi and the present grows, the louder these images speak to me as captured moments and important reminders," said Hearld.

Streight's works explore our needs for human connection as well as the universal sweetness, sanctuary, and joys of daily life. "I compose and capture images in ways that reveal the intensity of the moments that bring everyday holidays to life," said Streight.

Nashville-based photographers Elizabeth Streight and Sarah Hearld are pleased to present their exhibition at the Downtown Presbyterian Church, from February 7-28. An opening reception will be held on Saturday, Feb. 7, from 6 – 9 p.m., in conjunction with the First Saturday Art Crawl.

The Downtown Presbyterian Church is located at the corner of 5th Ave. North and Church Street in downtown Nashville.
154 5th Ave. North Nashville, TN 37209 615-254-7584 www.dpchurch.com




***This is the press release for the show opening this Saturday, February 7th. It's gonna be good! ***

I'll Take It!

Upon perusing some of my favorite funny blogs, I came across this gem on lovelylisting.com and it made me laugh out loud. It's a property listing in Baltimore, and I just love it. You really should check it out if your in the market for something like this:

"What is nestled next to a grave yard, a rundown eye sore and pink all over? Your next Hampden home. Location, charm, affordability. This baby has it all. Engineer specs for duplex homes, plat, info from zoning and appeals, 2 lots. Previously zoned for commercial. Now is R7. Turn this dump into your dream with owner financing, FHA 203K, CASH. She is pink and she is a beauty. Priceless."

She Sleeps With Dogs

Let sleeping dogs lie?

Or just sleep with them...

I found a bit of reassuring info in the news today ( yeah you read that right-maybe it's the only reassuring news out there so I have to blog about it). Depending on how well you know me, you might know this fact: I sleep with dogs. And, it's not just one- it's two. Some people get it. Some people silently judge me. Some people should read this article in the U.S. News & World Report. My favorite excerpt is this:
"She said the finding that close human-dog bonding behaviors aren't more likely to spread germs is good news because of the physical and psychological benefits of pet ownership. Surveys show that nearly half of all dog owners share their food with their dogs, and more than half allow their dogs to sleep with them and lick their face."
I tend to avoid any and all facial licking (especially from dogs) and food sharing (any species), but will I stop sleeping with dogs? Never.

Let This Be a Lesson to Me

I have a little story about something that happened to me recently. I'm going to make a long story short, and try not to be overcome with rage as I type. As you may have heard, I am an artist. As many creative and thrifty people do, sometimes I trade goods/services in exchange for other goods/services. In this instance of trading I face painted for quite a few special events at a local restaurant. In exchange for the face painting I received credit, a "tab", from this (not so fine) establishment. Well, the last event was January 10th, and as I was leaving I chatted with the owner, telling him it had been a good experience, clarifying that this was the last event, and that we were on the same page as far as the status of my credit- I still had some outstanding. SOOOO, fast forward to last night when I stop by the (not so fine) establishment. My father was in town for the evening, and I wanted to take him out for dinner, so we headed there. It all was lovely until the time came to settle the check, which should have gone like this: get the check, write down the total in my planner where I keep a tally, give it back to be comped, and leave a tip for the usually pleasant service. Not so much. Upon getting the check the server informed me they weren't going to comp my check. It wasn't her issue, so I asked who told her to say that and then confronted him. By the way, I don't even know what gave him the authority to make this decision; he's not one of the owners and hasn't been a part of the arrangement. He told me they were "done with me" and aren't doing my tab anymore because the face painting gig is over, and then gave me the run around when I demanded an explanation. I asked him to call the owner, and he didn't. I left a note for the owner, asking for explanation but haven't heard back. Basically, I just got treated like a piece of crap AND ripped off for the work I did. OH, and on top of that it kind ruined the nice evening I was spending visiting with my father.
Today and then this evening I hoped I 'd hear something from one of the owners; I want to think they'd try to make things right. We'll see. At this point in the evening I'm done thinking about it, but it's not over. I intend to get a full apology and compensation; it's just ridiculous that I will likely have to fight for something that is rightfully mine. I held up my end of the deal. The lesson in this for me is: no more verbal only trade agreements. From now on it's details in writing.