Roadtrip East: The Sun Has Rize… The Sun Has Set…

… and here we is in Texas yet. Thanks to the trooper that pulled us over.

Otherwise we would have been able to make Shreveport, LA. But no!… I had to go the speed limit. Oh, well, at least I just got a warning. Probably got off easier then the guy we passed, who was Driving-While-Black. I’ll be happy to be out of Texas.

Before leaving Amarrillo, we stopped by Cadillac Ranch.

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non-scandinavian fins, originally uploaded by mslootheer.

The night before, we took a little side trip off of the I-40 in Tucumari, NM. Its one of those little towns that prospered when Route 66 was in its prime, but has since lost most of its businesses. But amongst the closed gas stations and motels was the Blue Swallow.

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Blue Swallow Motel, originally uploaded by DancingElephant.

If we hadn’t reserved a motel room in Amarillo, we would have stayed there in a heartbeat. The motel has only 11 rooms and each one has a garage attached. The owner even gave a us a tour of one of the rooms, cute! Even had vintage phones. After that, we had an amazing meal at Del’s Restaurant. A steak dinner with all the fixings, saladbar, soup for $9.99. So much better then we would have had at the Denny’s. And great service, highly recommended. Once again, it proves that its good to get off the highway.

Again, more pictures to be posted.

Roadtrip: Now in Flagstaff, AZ

Our last night in Vegas was great.

First, there was a surprisingly good Martin Mull painting retrospective at the Las Vegas Art Museum, with a celeb sighting of Penn Gillette. Following that, it was great Japanese food, sake and beer at Ichiza. After that it was a late-night visit to a great Korean bakery, where we ate tasty treats until midnight. Pictures were taken and will be posted.

We took off for Flagstaff noonish. It was strange to see the Vegas skyline in the rearview mirror. At the Hoover Dam security check-point we saw two big-horn sheep walking high above. We had never seen them before, very nice. A picture was taken.

Now we are in Flaggstaff for the night. We spent the evening with friends and their charming children. Yet more pictures.

And now, after 3 week without cable, we are taking in the glory that is Adult Swim.

Last Words Before Leaving Sin City: Letter to the Las Vegas Weekly

This will be the last post of the vacation. We leave tomorrow, and I will be killed if time is spent blogging rather then packing. So on that note, a last post about the Vegas art scene.

The Las Vegas Weekly had an article on the arts scene last week. Its moderately contentious take was that there was an arts rivelary, high-art vs. low-brow. That eternal debate will rage on as long as snotty kids and up-tight art patrons both grab at the last glass of free wine offered at art galleries.

I had to put my 2 cents. While I didn’t get my letter to the editor published, the letters that did were pretty close to what I had to say. So, that being said, here’s what I had to say…

“As a former art installer at the Las Vegas Art Museum and LV
Guggenheim, I had to comment. While no longer a resident, my return
to Vegas for a summer vacation has me seeing Vegas’s cultural
offerings after a 9-month absence.

High culture/high art will always have a home in every city’s art
scene because it is the most accomplished and engaging. But the
high-kitsch/pop culture quality the city is nationally known for is
one that local artists can pull inspiration from. Art collector Wally
Goodman once said while speaking at Godt-Cleary, “Collect what you
love.” For many it is easy to love the widely-varied and
affordably-priced works that can be found on the street during First
Friday. As an owner of eight Shan Michael pieces (and one new
t-shirt, thanks Shan) I love his works and look forward to seeing his
continuing success.

I think it’s great that there is an open marketplace for art in Vegas
that allows a purchase starting at $20. The variety of prices and
stylistic offerings is cultivating buyers of art who otherwise would
not be inclined or be able to afford such a expense. Young collectors
may turn into clients for the new higher-end galleries. And for those
complaining about the lowest common denominator attending their
openings, I heard no comment of how that is impacting their bottom
line. It’s difficult to sympathize with their struggle; they can lock
their doors if they are so bothered.

It is encouraging to see the deep roots that the CAC, Arts Factory and
the Funkhouse have grown and maintained. Opening around these
established institutions and businesses are new generations of
additions, first like Dust and GC Arts, and now the Avant Arts
gallery, Holsum Lofts and Commerce Street Studios. Whoever their
target demographic, it is good that these venues are filling
storefronts within the Arts District and nearby areas.

Las Vegas will never turn into LA or NYC in terms of the broad
cultural offerings these cities have been developing for decades. But
I hear from friends that Libby Lumpkin is turning the Las Vegas Art
Museum into one worthy of being the city’s representative museum.
Additionally, Vegas is host to both its own unique Guggenheim venue
and home to the Pinball Hall of Fame and the Atomic Testing Museum.
That unique diversity deserves some celebration.

After this vacation, I look forward to returning to Atlanta to be a
cheerleader for Las Vegas artists and galleries and an advocate for
the city as a worthwhile destination to those looking for an
unexpected place for culture and art.”

Last Days of the Vegas Vacation: Retail Therapy At Ceasers

Caesars had built a large addition to its shops when we were living in Vegas, but we never visited before leaving. So, I made a point of stopping by, starting by leaving the car with the valet service. The interior is a blend of roman spectacle with all-American consumerism at full tilt. In other words, the prices of the goods in the shops had to pay for their ornate surroundings, which was a price I couldn’t pay even if I was inclined to buy something.

On the left of the second picture are the spiral escalators. This had been one of the holy grails of moving engineering. One was attempted in 1906 for a London Tube stop, but it was scraped almost immediately after the station was first opened.

After a short tour, I left, a dollar poorer once I got my car back. I tipped the valet, adding I wouldn’t have been so cheap but it was the end of my trip. I don’t think she was expecting much from the owner of a ’99 Ford Escort station wagon. The Lexus’ and Mercedes around me would tip her well, leaving me guilt free.

Assorted Vegas Pictures

Truth in Advertising

Strange house that seems to covered in leftover marble countertop.

Great gates. Off of Eastern, on Twain Ave.


Hardcore gambling problems require a hardcore God!







Dray’s Place, a collection of cottages slated for demolition. A shame to see them go, but I’m sure this place will be a springboard for more artistic success.

First Friday in the Vegas Arts District

Every month there’s a big arts throwdown the first Friday of every month. For a short while, we walked Main St. taking in the few new galleries and murals that have appeared since we left Vegas. There’s some talk about the street carnival/low-brow nature of First Friday, with a concern that high culture isn’t enough of the night’s focus. But I love seeing all the people that wouldn’t be braving the summer heat otherwise. The diversity of people walking around means that there is broad appeal for the event, and its less likely to be affected by the fickle tastes of trendsetters and hipsters that seem to doom clubs and events in Vegas that are no longer in favor.

I didn’t expect to buy anything that night, but while walking by the new Avant Arts gallery, I bought this t-shirt…

And right before we left for the night, we ran in to local artist Shan Michael. We love his work and we bought 5 pieces a few years ago. Since then, he generously gave us 3 more, and I got a t-shirt that night from him…

All in all a good night that went by too quickly.

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Pictures from First Friday, June ’06

The Artwork of Amy Sol at the Arts Factory.

Burning Man near the Funkhouse.

Mike Bigg’s “Freak Baby” at the Avant Arts Gallery.

Thursday: Back Again, Pinball and Mini-Golf

I grabbed my friend Matt on his day off and hit the Pinball Hall of Fame and mini-golf again. He had had a bad start to the day so the distractions seemed to help. Many quarters were spent and I wished the place had a t-shirt

One of Vegas’s latest addition to the art scene is the Holsum Lofts.
Built in the 50’s, the Holsum Bread factory was reclaimed as commercial space and now has a collection of galleries as some tenants. While walking through one, I ran into an old acquaintance, Paco Alverez. He has been a player in the local art scene and is now working at the Neon Museum. It was great to catch up on the politics, and general news I had missed since moving. More good galleries are opening and the arts district looks healthy. Nice to see.

One of the Neon Museum’s major coups was the saving of a local modernist hotel landmark. Destined to be destroyed to make room for condos, the La Concha’s distinctive foyer will now be relocated on site of the future Neon Museum property. Vegas has lost much of its historic architecture and this was a rare win for preservationist.

After leaving Holsum Lofts, Matt and I were joined by my wife and at the nearby Tinoco’s. Housed in the Art’s Factory, this was our first visit for all of us. The meals were excellent. I had a veal, steak and chicken dish. Pounded flat and grilled, it was served on black rice and field mushrooms, with a mild sauce on top. Seriously wonderful.

Matt called it a night, and we met up with friends at the Sidebar, near Fremont St. The area around the heart of old Vegas is slowly coming up, scary enough to keep most people away but edgy enough to reward those who do. Sidebar is beautiful inside, with drink prices reflecting the classier décor. The bar is on a block being redeveloped by the new owners of the Lady Luck. That casino/hotel is in the closed renovation, but the free valet parking is still being run for the bar patrons and area visitors. It’s a nice service by the hotel owners, a convenience that makes that area’s lack of parking less of a concern.

Our friend Donald loves indie/new music, is a virtual ambassador to the city and knows lots of folks. Which was how we got to talk to Ronnie, the drummer for The Killers, when we first sat down. They had attended the We Are Scientist show at the Celebrity, and the two Killers who were there watched the show unmolested. People desperate for celebrity sighting are usually in the casinos, while someone with a high profile can do their thing downtown with a good chance of being left alone. Donald said We Are Scientist put on a really good show. Vegas had a big problem with a lack of venues for new bands with small but growing buzz. Often LA or Salt Lake City were the only places for music fans who didn’t want to spend $200 a ticket at a casino on an aging rock band or dance divas that refuse to retire. The Celebrity has been showing good bands recently, but Donald is worried that that may change for the worst.

I give the evening an A+. Hooray for good places that aren’t in casinos!

Vegas Vacation: Not Helping the Gaming Economy At All

Eleven day in Vegas… set foot in only one casino so far. Didn’t even gamble.

Spending what little money we have in a much better way. It may not have all the cultural offering of LA, NYC or even ATL, but Sin City sure has more then what people expect. And even more then when we left it 9 months ago.

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On a completely different note…

… seen at a Utah gas station. I didn’t have the heart to hassle the cashier. Was she on the Defence Dept. Quiki-Mart mailing list?