Opening Reception Tripartite

I spent an enjoyable two days in Indianapolis. Although I grew up in Chicago and Indianapolis is only two hours from Champaign, I’ve not spent any time there except driving through. The reason for my Indianapolis exploration began with an exhibition at the Indianapolis Art Center. The opening reception was Friday night and was a perfect reception tripartite; bar, catering, and best of all people. Everyone at the reception was very gracious and gave me some great recommendations for what to do while in town.

Some things I did:

Went to the solo exhibition of Brian McCutcheon: Out of this World at the Museum of Art. I also walked through the Contemporary and African Collection.

Dinner at Brugge Brasserie & Brewery, where I had the Red Curry Moules Frites, Price Edward Island mussels cooked in red curry served with pomme frites and warm French bread along with a glass of Harvey a sour beer.

Breakfast at Maxine’s Chicken and Waffles and yes I ordered the specialty. They offer several waffle flavors, I had sweet potato.

Lastly, I saw Lars von Trier’s Melancholia. Although I’m sure it is going to come to my local art theatre eventually (I think), I could wait no longer. While a bit problematic, visually stunning and engaging.

Kyle Herrington (Exhibitions Associate), Patrick Flaherty (Director of Exhibitions & Broad Ripple Art Fair) & Carter Wolf (President & CEO).

New work: Diminutive but Hopeful Expectation Contraption, Negotiation Voicepipe for Impending Doom, and Optimistic (l to r)

New work: Expectations for a Hopeful Interlude (l to r)

Almost perfect: I had a duel identity in this show, I was both Rubin & Ruben. Patrick was very apologetic and it will be corrected.  On a scale of snafus I rate this as low, once at a group show that I could not attend my work was hung upside down.  I only knew because a friend happened to be in that city and let me know. What made this so strange was this work was featured on the postcard to promote the show. At another show a wall work was placed on a pedestal. Things happen.