The gallery is free, with a suggested donation. The first floor featured a wall-dominating print of a network of white lines on black paper. A later floor explained that this, and the series of similar works, were representations of the work of a film editor. The canvas was the editor's workspace, and each stroke of his marker was recorded as a thin white line until the final work of a couple thousand lines was printed. Another room showed a short film about Apartheid in South Africa. The film was animated using charcoal drawings, which made for an interesting effect, as each canvas held the history of previously scratched out iterations of the active subjects. A bird flew across the foreground, leaving bird-like shadows in its wake.
To be perfectly honest, the rest of the gallery was a bit too progressive (read: abstract) for me to appreciate (read: understand).
We celebrated the first day of the Jazz Weekend by going to Crane Lane, where Pokey LaFarge, a prominent bluegrass musician was playing with his band, the South City Three, all from St. Louis. The band, but especially Mr. LaFarge, look as if they walked out of the 1950's. They were quite good, and the theatre was crowded to the degree that the Woodford was yesterday. The music encouraged us to stay, and it proved to be an enjoyable evening.
After Crane Lane, we headed to the Old Oak, where UV 5 was playing. UV 5 covered a lot of popular songs providing their own vocals, but it wasn't really working. It was becoming evident that "Jazz" was a term used loosely for the festival, but that was part of what made the festival so enjoyable.
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Go raibh maith agat.
(Irish, literal: A thousand thanks)
Thanks a million!