Spring couldn’t last forever. It couldn’t even last past noon on Thursday, I guess. I hate the cold, but I love First Fridays. Life’s like that, you know? Bitter but not without sweetness…
Right. Here’s some stuff to do!
First: Chug some wine from small plastic cups. Confess your indifference to art history, and let loose your opinions anyway. Gram some oils and tweet mixed media. My favorite places to perform these activities are The Bridge, WVTU (both catered by Feast, last I checked), 2nd St. Gallery, McGuffey, and Chroma. Here’s a rundown of their shows.
The Bridge: Pencil portraits by Spriggan celebrating 12 Charlottesville men, who exhibit nurturing virtues. I love portraiture, and I love the trickiness of feminism and masculinity, so this should be a good show. They’ve also had some crucial snacks in the past.
WVTF: Hannah Barefoot’s work is really good and priced to sell, but she’s probably cursed, given what’s happened to The Garage since she had her stellar show there back in the fall. So everybody enjoy WVTF’s office while it’s still standing. Catered by Feast, wine from Jefferson Vineyards.
2nd St. Gallery: Last time I was here, I was privileged to listen to some city person mumble puzzlingly about his junk food jihad shrines while swallowing rich buttercream and wine. Tonight’s show looks really fun, too. Clay Witt makes grisaille sunbursts over extinguished species, connecting some dots between roccoco/anachronistic decor and biological decay that I probably couldn’t have.
McGuffey Art Center: The McGuffey is offering up its usual cornucopia of great local artists. I’m particularly excited to see what Lee Alter’s been up to. Her peaceful and original works never disappoint. There’s also going to be a one-hour dance recital by the Charlottesville Ballet at 6pm. It’s $8, and could be a really interlude in your First Friday between pictures and dinner.
Chroma: I can’t tell you exactly what’s going on at Chroma this month, but their exhibitions always hit the sweet spot of craft and intelligence for me. There are some bleak little seascapes and perfect botanical paintings I’ve seen there before that I hope are still hanging.
After you’re done darting for warmth and artistic enrichment on The Mall, check out one or both of these shows:
8pm. Diane Cluck is Charlottesville’s Sharon Van Etten. She’s playing at Cville Coffee tonight, $8 door. Even if you think you’ve heard enough coffee shop folk, don’t be put off by the genre and venue of Cluck’s show. Since the cold is planning to stick around, you could do a lot worse than to jam on her lovely voice and perfect winter folk lyrics. I think I saw her play with Kimya Dawson last spring or fall, and I’ve been looking forward to seeing her play again since.
10pm. 4tet is not Four Tet, the post-rock solo project that emerged from Fridge. They’re some local high schoolers. I don’t know much more than that, but I applaud their audacity/cunning in copping Four Tet’s name, as well as their pluck in playing RR while still too young to vote. A fitting precedent for tomorrow’s visit from Mr. All Ages himself, Ian MacKaye.