Ali Acerol “Stamps and Maps” at Sharq Gallery March 2017

I recently attended the reception for Sharq Gallery’s posthumous show for Ali Acerol. The Sharq Gallery was built by Nahid Massoud and Robert Rosenstone after 9-11, with a mission is to show the work of bicultural artists with roots in “The East.” The word “Sharq” means East in Arabic. The gallery is located in a residential neighborhood that overlooks the Pacific ocean, in the midst of a sustainable succulent garden, meticulously maintained by Massoud. This gallery is a light-filled, peaceful respite devoted to building bridges between cultures. Sharq has provided artists, writers, and musicians an inspirational performance venue since 2004. These artists have originated from Iraq, Israel, Afghanistan, Pakistan, Iraq, Armenia, Mauritania, Morocco, Tunisia, Egypt, Lebanon, Turkey, as well as the United States and Canada. Full Review


New TAG ARtists for 2018

Anahid Boghosian experiments in different surfaces, often exploring the forms and faces of women. On show this month at TAG is one of her iconic, accentuated faces on wood. The form’s calm yellows glow from both her hair and large, arched eyes, and the luscious green blends are effortlessly rubbed into patterns of wood grain. Jaime Coffey Bateman explores intense pigments with egg tempera paints.  The satin sheen surface of her small works on board beckon a closer look. Her new landscape at TAG offers the enjoyment of a family at sunset in the West, beside the shadow of a Joshua tree and a eucalyptus that seems to dance with the sky. Full Review

 


Single Payer is Better

One summer the butterflies disappeared from our small town where American farms were introducing a new pesticide. I became an environmentalist at 9. Clean air seemed to be something that was being taken for granted, and still is. Not long after that realization, I was at my father’s church practicing piano when I heard a scream in the basement. The janitor had fallen and was having convulsions — it was one of the scariest things I’d ever seen. His epileptic attack had not damaged his head or body, but the ambulance arrived when he was still knocked out. When he became conscious, he was angry, “I don’t need an ambulance! I can’t pay for this! I don’t need this!” and he ran away in fear. Full Article