Reap what you sew

There is a tricycle laying on its side in the middle of Hardy Drive, a toy from one of what Quintin Franklyn would call the "immature" kids, the kids that hang out at the spot called Little Kids' Park in the back of the Westhaven housing project.

Under covers [with video]

There was a lot that could've distracted Mike Sager from his 51st birthday. A writer-at-large for Esquire magazine, Sager was on assignment in Las Vegas with Kobe Bryant, the L.A. Lakers guard, when August 17 rolled by…

Spokes-men [with video]

After chaining their bicycles to stop signs or simply leaning them against walls just inside the door of the Bridge Progressive Arts Initiative, a few riders take brown paper sacks of popcorn and iced cans of soda from a small metal washtub as they make their way between rows of folding chairs for the last installment of the Bridge's Summer Film series, a bike-in movie.

Rufus Wainwright, with Neko Case and A Fine Frenzy

music While the sound of A Fine Frenzy frontwoman Alison Sudol’s dipping vocals and romping piano lines were a pleasant treat as I raced past Bashir’s Taverna towards the white gates at the Pavilion, I was concerned that I was a bit late. When I caught sight of a waifish redhead dressed in black beneath […]

Sarah White and the Pearls

The upstairs portion of the Outback Lodge is a combination ski lodge and video arcade—a pinball machine and foosball table lay at opposite ends of the space, and a moose head hangs on a wooden wall, facing the L-shaped bar.

Local "jailed" artists given cash, sent to prisons

Rose Hill has been teaching art to local jail inmates since 2005; now she and her colleague Lindsay Michie Eades will enjoy funding to expand their efforts, with a grant from the Virginia Commission for the Arts The deadline for submitting grant applications to the Virginia Commission for the Arts for 2007-2008 fell on March […]

Artist hunter [with video!]

The twisting, snaking mob of bodies that extends along the Downtown Mall has tendrils that seem to extend into every art gallery in sight, and Curt is caught in the middle, misled by his love of sensible snack platters and sparkling water,