You’ll believe a monkey can fly

I met Corry this afternoon at the Flying Monkey Arts Center, and he gave me a tour.  (Thanks man; loved it!)  It’s a haven for local artists, built in ca.-1900 Lowe Mill.

Unfortunately, I’ve had to borrow this photo from the Flying Monkey’s web site.  Yes, that’s right:  I took my inaugural trip to what is certainly one of the most visually stimulating places in the area, and didn’t bring a camera.  Duh.  I won’t repeat that mistake.

The Flying Monkey presents an (I don’t want to say this because it’s so clichéd but it fits so I’m going to anyway) eclectic mix of expression, with many media represented.  I met exquisitely talented painters, glass-blowers, and soap makers today.   Here’s a guy named Fred.  He makes bread.  Fred Bread.  Look (and listen), there’s a woman playing the accordion in the elevator.

There is space for gallery shows, as well as a performance space for plays and music.  Several local artists have studios here, ranging from chain-link stalls of 75 square feet or so to full-on merchant shops.  I’m looking forward to going back.

Finally, it was an uncommon pleasure to finally meet Corry.  He was one of my favorite hsv.general denizens back in the day, so I’ve “known” him for 14 years or thereabouts, but today was our first meeting.  He is warm, witty, and a talented photographer, despite all of that Auburn nonsense clogging up his cerebrum.  Heh.

I’ll make a point of returning sometime soon with camera in tow.  For now, as a pale substitute, please consume my scintillating prose with insincerely excessive enthusiasm.

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