Don't play with it

...Lest I forget Friday evening was an adventure as well.

As is customary, I overslept and deliberated on leaving the house until I actually ended up leaving late. However, that was ok because Sher was running a tad late herself. The irony of ironies is that we were going to the Bistro again for an evening of jazz and poetry and instead... before I could even get to town Sher called to tell me that not only was there no jazz but it was transformed so dramatically into a dance studio that it was as if the hardwood floor was picked up and rolled to a corner... and then I got another call saying it's now an Italian restaurant and she's ordered for us.

The menu... The chef only cooks Mahi Mahi when he gets it fresh the same day.

I must say that while it was disappointing to know the event was cancelled. Additionally, it was annoying that it seemed such a casual 'by the way we're cancelled today' notice... However, I never knew there was an Italian restaurant/cafe in town. Mind you, it's been there all the time and I just never noticed. I had my mind set on KFC so I basically sample ordered stuffed tomatoes and stuffed potatoes. It was delicious. I normally don't like tomatoes but it was pretty good. It had a mixture of cheeses in it... yummy goodness. The potatoes were stuffed with minced meat.




Afterwards, we went to check out the Art Exhibition directly opposite (the museum/restaurant). It's running now until the 25th of March. I suggest you check it out.

The theme is 'Woman' so all of the pieces are centered around an interpretation of the word. First of all, I don't even know what was in that particular space before (I hardly walk through town like that) but it's a lovely location for an little art gallery as the rooms just flow one into the other into a circular fashion. All that was missing was wine and cheese, but then again we arrived a few minutes before it was about to close. I have to pass back again and when I do I shall put up more photos from it.

It was very inspiring. There were some very simple pieces with powerful messages. I remember one in particular that struck me was a simple pastel/charcoal portrait done on black paper of a muslim woman. The background comprised of text, written in what I assume to be white pastel pencil, of different phrases along the lines of "I must be seen but not heard [as a woman]." Another piece I found interesting was a collection done with 4 varnished and painted calabash halves - one for the head, two for the naked breasts and another for the exposed large tummy. I interpreted it as a pregnant woman.

The following are some quick snaps I got before we left... I shall go back and get some proper photos and hopefully a proper write up.

Some pieces by Francis Frances... she passed away recently. :(

Maryse Faure-Taylor - Where It All Started Maryse Faure-Taylor - Women's Curves

Stacey Byer - Forged

Judith Jarvis - Sifting the Sand "What we will be when we grow up?" Believe it or not, this painting is almost as wide as a small wall - prolly about 4-5 ft. wide or more. I only got a quick glimpse and it was a quick blurred shot I took and tried to do some edits... But it's amazing in person. At least from my quick glimpse. I did a double take because it looks almost like a photograph...

So... this is all until I get my formal shots of the Exhibition. Do check it out if you get a chance.


Deuces.
Shelli out.
xoxo