The Best, Worst and Weirdest of November's Art Crawl

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The art crawl feels like a monthly carnival that comes to a small town, not so much because of the content of the art, but because of the way the crowd reacts to it. On Saturday, hundreds of us weathered the strange November storm, found parking against all odds, walked through what feels like a post-apocalyptic ruin of a 1950s shopping mall, questioned whether what we were looking at was art-art or just the janitor's closet, and drank all the free wine you could throw at us.

Below, you'll find the best and the worst of the Crawl — notably absent is Jerkwater Burg, which was really cool and psychedelic and smelled like a riverbed.

This is what I imagine the installation of Courtney Loves art must have looked like — pale pink translates into psycho just as easily as sweet.

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I believe the grass in these bottles was spray-painted green. It was scuzzy and reminded me a little of the Maria Magdalena Campos-Pons installation that was at The Frist earlier this year.

Its so much more interesting when artists use the galleries like little laboratories and lay off the schmaltz a little.
  • It's so much more interesting when artists use the galleries like little laboratories and lay off the schmaltz a little.

When I showed these paintings to a co-worker, he asked whether this was the art crawl or some shop at the mall that sold airbrushed van art.
  • At Ron Sweeney Gallery. When I showed these paintings to a co-worker, he asked whether this was the art crawl or some shop at the mall that sold airbrushed van art.

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