Posts Tagged ‘Charlotte’
(Not so obvious) Public art in Charlotte
On the heels of contemplating the relevance of art, yet another reason to care: Imagine our city as a girl in jeans and a white T-shirt. Unless she’s super hot (and sorry, but we’re not), this is a boring, uninspiring look. But throw on some funky jewelry, an embellished belt, a brightly colored...
February 10th, 2010 | February 2010 | Read More
Why care about art?
Our once sterile uptown streets are coming alive with art. But the truth remains – most Charlotteans could not give a shit.
It’s an understandable reaction. Museums, galleries, even art itself can feel inaccessible, daunting, intimidating, or simply irrelevant. Why should people step into the...
February 10th, 2010 | February 2010 | Read More
TMM Recommends: 5 Great Albums From 2009
Rick Oppedisano from TMM hooked us up with his top 5 albums from 2009.
The good news is that 2009 was another great year for music. Sure, the industry will cry about how they’re losing money, but smart acts are pushing the envelope more than ever before, challenging themselves to produce unique,...
February 8th, 2010 | January 2010 | Read More
Bechtler Museum of Modern Art
By Greg Lacour
It’s a crisp, sunny late-autumn afternoon in uptown Charlotte, the kind of day the city’s leaders dream about as they try to transform Charlotte into the exemplar of The New Southern City. The sunlight glints off the office towers and freshly constructed museums and catches the bulk...
February 8th, 2010 | December 2009 | Read More
Bodies of Work
In photography class at South Mecklenburg High School, Bryce Lankard’s teacher told him and his fellow students to challenge traditional notions.
Inspiring advice received in one’s formative years so often goes the way of teenage crushes and ambitious goals, tucked into long-term memory....
February 8th, 2010 | February 2010 | Read More
Public Art – Art along the Lynx Rail Line
I park my car at the light rail station on Sharon Road West early on Saturday morning. Two people are talking on the platform, their breath visible in the distance. As I button up my coat against the cold, the words of my friend, an art buff, ring in my rapidly freezing ears. She told me to be sure to...
February 8th, 2010 | February 2010 | Read More
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