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Reclaim Pride Coalition



The Reclaim Pride Coalition has been monitoring events and carefully deliberating to determine the nature of this year’s Queer Liberation March. We have determined that the only way to move forward is to once again have a physical March through the streets of Manhattan on Pride Sunday, June 28. Our March will center the movement for Black Lives and focus on the violence committed against Black bodies by law enforcement and the mass incarceration state.

RPC’s Queer Liberation March for Black Lives and Against Police Brutality will be focused on elevating and protecting Black Lives. This moment, the principles of the 1970 march, and the RPC founding mission demand it. Black Americans and their children have suffered disproportionate abuse at the hands of America’s white supremacist power structure. The most marginalized among Black Communities, like Trans people, Immigrants, Disabled people, Deaf and Hard of Hearing people and Neurologically Diverse people live under an even greater risk for the worst outcomes within this system. Inordinate risk calls for urgent consideration.

Fifty years ago, on June 28th, 1970, the LGBTQ+ movement created the Christopher Street Liberation Day March. It was mounted on the first anniversary of the Stonewall Riots which Trans Women of Color and our community’s Black youth played a crucial role in initiating. That beautiful, intersectional March, produced by the Gay Liberation Front and allies, confronted the same oppression and police brutality that protesters are responding to today. The Gay Liberation Front went on to create an important dialogue and relationship with Huey Newton and The Black Panthers.

RPC is keenly aware that the NYPD is a major problem: Tuesday night, a peaceful march for Trans people of color who have been killed by police and other bigots was attacked by the NYPD. One of our members, Jason Rosenberg, received multiple injuries including a broken arm, and was repeatedly denied medical care while in custody for over 5 hours. Jason was not alone in sustaining injuries or in being denied care that night. And we are certain that the same is true for many of the hundreds of Black protestors arrested over the course of the last week.

The Reclaim Pride Coalition will continue to seek guidance from the Black Queer Community and our Elders to program meaningful actions. We invite our Participating Organizations and individuals to follow suit where appropriate. On June 28th we will all explore what the future of Racial Justice looks like. Join Us.

Location and Time will be announced in the coming days.

Check out the link above for more information.

We have said many times before that Archives and Footnotes are wonderful things as one finds many truths in the archives and in the footnotes a chance to further ones interests and education. A case in point here is found in one of our footnotes, first found as a one liner in the book Stonewall and then researched in the Hartford area by Richard Nelson. One person who many of us in Connecticut do not know about is Ivan Valentin, performer, artist, and freedom fighter. Ivan was an early trailblazer and was a forceful catalyst for change here in Connecticut in 1975, a change that was needed and a change that we all can thank him for every time we see one of our drag sisters performing in a Ct. bar, (see footnote) and each time let us remember to shout out Ivan Valentin Presente’

This new piece, While Paris Was Burning, Hartford Sizzled, would not have been possible without the archives of Jerimarie Liesegang, the mother of the Ct. Trans movement. As Jeri was going through her archives preparing her collection for presentation to Central Ct. State University Equity and Diversity Collection she came upon an article written by Rebecca Boyden about the House of Pleasure. The House of Pleasure was one of the Houses that operated for a time in Hartford along with The House of Everlasting Empire, The House of Nations, The House of Freedom, the House of Flava, and The House of Ebony. In 1993 Hartford’s first drag ball, “Hartford Sizzles” spearheaded in part by the Hartford Gay and Lesbian Health Collective, and was held at the Project 100 Community Center. Other balls hosted by Houses were held from 1993-1997. The balls were not only a heck of a lot of fun but raised thousands of dollars over the years for HIV/AIDS organizations and other community groups.

Connecticut has a rich and long history in LGBTQ Advocacy and Activism. Yet we unfortunately do very little to document this amazing history, especially given the accessibility of the Internet and its archiving tools.  To this point, I (jerimarie) recall back in late 2003, I was chatting with Mucha at Tisane’s and he was relaying to me the Hartford Balls that were held in Hartford following a screening of When Paris Was Burning.  Having been a newcomer to the Greater Hartford area, I was not privy to this information and found his descriptions of the Balls utterly amazing.  I asked him if any of this was documented in detail and he said not really though he had VHS tapes of all the Balls.  So I said, let’s do a documentary on the balls so it can be preserved and be a historical archive for the community and allies.  So in late 2003 a project was born; and Jerimarie, her partner Anja, Mucha Mucha Placer the mother of the House of Pleasure and Kevin Smith produced a video of segments from the balls and interviews with the key participants to explain the balls and the categories created that were an important part of these events. The video was first shown at the Hartford Gay and Lesbian Film Festival in 2004. We dedicate this piece on furbirdsqueerly to Anja who left us all too soon and to all the folks who continued our communities stories.

Below are select images of some of the first ball participants:

Greta in her sunflower outfit. (more…)

My new album, “She/her/they/them,” is out today on Don Giovanni Records. It’s full of climate change related queer love songs and anti-fascist indie-punk anthems. It’s been more than a decade in the making, I’m so so proud of it, and I’m so stoked to finally share it with you.
You can stream the whole album and order it on Bandcamp!

It’s also streaming all the other places too, so please help the all-powerful algorithm shine it’s light on my queer little album.
Click here to stream it on Spotify, if that’s your thing.
Thanks so much for your support!
-Evan Greer
P.S. Please don’t buy it on Amazon 😉

A little more about the album, from Don Giovanni Records (Screaming Females, L7, Waxahatchee, Downtown Boys, etc):
Evan Greer’s pronouns are she/her/they/them. That’s also the name of her new album, the first studio recording she’s released in a decade, which drops April 5 on Don Giovanni Records. Produced by Taina Asili and Gaetano Vaccaro, the songs range from indie-punk anthems about fighting fascism to bluegrassy genderqueer love ballads, and feature guest artists like Chris #2 of Anti-Flag, Bonfire Madigan, and bell’s roar. Rage Against the Machine guitarist Tom Morello calls Evan “a heck of a guitar player,” but she’s perhaps better known as an activist. She’s been on the frontlines of some of the most notable grassroots victories of the last decade, from defending net neutrality to helping free Chelsea Manning to to pressuring SXSW to drop a “deportation clause” from its artist contract. When she’s not parenting, leading singalongs in a crowded basement, or organizing a queer dance party, Evan writes regularly for The Guardian, Washington Post, TIME, and Newsweek.

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Evan Greer’s pronouns are she/her/they/them. That’s also the name of her new album, the first studio recording she’s released in a decade, dropping April 5, 2019 on Don Giovanni Records. Produced by Taina Asili and Gaetano Vaccaro, the songs range from indie-punk anthems about fighting fascism to bluegrassy genderqueer love ballads, and feature guest artists like Chris #2 of Anti-Flag, Bonfire Madigan, and bell’s roar. Rage Against the Machine guitarist Tom Morello calls Evan “a heck of a guitar player,” but she’s perhaps better known as an activist. She’s been on the frontlines of some of the most notable grassroots victories of the last decade, from defending net neutrality to helping free Chelsea Manning to to pressuring SXSW to drop a “deportation clause” from its artist contract. When she’s not parenting, leading singalongs in a crowded basement, or organizing a queer dance party, Evan writes regularly for The Guardian, Washington Post, TIME, and Newsweek.
released April 5, 2019

Produced by Taina Asili and Gaetano Vaccaro

Engineered by Troy Pohl at OverIt Studios in Albany, NY
Mixed by Brett Portzer at White Lake Studios in Albany, NY

Evan Greer – vocals, guitars, mandolin, piano
Gaetano Vacarro – bass, guitars, vocals, synth
Taina Asili – guest vocals
Charlene Obernauer – drums
Bonfire Madigan Shive – cello, guest vocals
Chris #2 of Anti-Flag – guest vocals on 2
Sean Desiree / bell’s roar – guitars, synth, bass, guest vocals on 4
Joe Overton – banjo
Mitchell James Cho – trumpet
Pol Mac Adaim – irish whistle, guest vocals on 7
Yabisi Asili – vocals

Our mailing address is:
Evan Greer
549 Columbus Ave
Boston, MA 02118-1125

Here is a song we like, a song we like alot.

Assimilation (feat.bells roar

people ask me if i am a drag queen
i tell em that i’ve never been into royalty
that’s why i’m up in the pub yellin fuck an MP
brits out of ireland, palestine free
if i had to choose i’d be a drag peasant
organizing a rebellion no time like the present
i got glitter in my hair, pitchfork in the air
comin for those mainstream fuckers i swear

cuz if the gay nation wants assimilation
white picket fence disney vacation
joining in their military occupation
locking people up with hate crimes legislation
equal to the people who run the corporations
living out in brooklyn, gentrification

i say resist this elitist bullshit
i say it’s time for a new movement
if you’re feeling this song you can all sing along
when i say queer you say we’re strong
say queer, we’re strong
say queer, we’re strong
say queer, we’re strong
and we waited too long
to be sittin listening to politicians sayin hey
i’ll give you another inch if you give me another day
just have patience, be a good gay
just like FEMA with Katrina they say help is on the way

but put your hands up if you’re being lied to
make some noise if your government is working for you

… check one two, i guess we got our answer
so what are we gonna do?
let’s riot in the streets til the break of dawn
start a revolution while we’re getting it on
the laughter of our children will be our revenge
the only rings on our fingers are for self defense
don’t ask me what i think cuz i’ll tell you what i’d say

we don’t need gays in the military
we need militant gays

bells roar:
you want us to be you
but our heart still shines through
your stifled existence
we breathe resistance

All we at furbirdsqueerly can say is Evan keep working. Love you.

The Mythology Show
a Group exhibition
at Artspace Hartford
555 Asylum Avenue,
Hartford, CT 06103

Public Reception with Live Music, Performance Art & Refreshments
Sat, Jan 26, 2019 from 6-9pm
Gallery open weekends Jan 19 & 20, 26 – 27, 12-7pm
or by appointment at
212.673.9074 ~

Facebook Page for the event is HERE.

New York City curator, painter and sculptor, Antony Zito, returns to his home state to compile a group exhibition on the theme of “mythology”. Featuring 19 New England artists who are represented through a carefully selected array of paintings, sculpture, photography and installation art, The Mythology Show will fill Artspace Hartford’s gallery and its subterranean “Grotto” with contemporary interpretations of the legends and archetypes of humankind. The women and men in this exhibition were selected based on their alignment with the following quote about the function of myths and stories in our lives:

“Shakespeare said that art is a mirror held up to nature. And that’s what it is. The nature is your nature, and all of these wonderful poetic images of mythology are referring to something in you. When your mind is trapped by the image out there so that you never make the reference to yourself, you have misread the image. The inner world is the world of your requirements and your energies and your structure and your possibilities that meets the outer world. And the outer world is the field of your incarnation. That’s where you are. You’ve got to keep both going. As Novalis said, ‘The seat of the soul is there where the inner and outer worlds meet.’ ”
– Joseph Campbell, The Power of Myth (more…)

Trans Lifeline Benefit at Chez Est

Hosted by Mia E Z’Lay and Chez Est

Sunday November 25, 2018 4pm to 11pm

458 Wethersfield Ave. Hartford Ct.

There will be no entry fee! We will have a show every hour starting at 5pm. We have so many amazing entertainers who are donating their time and art. All money made from the shows will be donated to Trans Lifeline.
Mia E Z’Lay and Layne Alexander Gianakos will be running the event at Chez Est

If you are interested in donating and can not make it please message Mia or Layne. If you want to perform message us asap!

Please share with your friends and family!

Facebook Page HERE. 

We visited Open Studio Hartford for a short time on Saturday November 10. We present two artists whose work we viewed and hope to view again perhaps in a one person exhibition around town.

Robert Zott
We first became acquainted with the artist Robert Zott many years ago, don’t remember how we did or when it was but visited him when he was first living in Art Space Hartford. There was a showing in one of the art spaces of his photographs of tombstones and I got a chance to go to his studio and meet him and see more work by this artist. His work is not only funny but it is amazing to see the surnames of people, common everyday words that one would not expect to be a persons last name or that is a common last name but in this arrangement becomes no longer common but a work of art.

The Death of Color

6 B&W Photos, Edition of 3, 10X8 Gelatin Silver Prints, 29.5X36 overall.

What a way to start this article. Color has died and is buried, but immortalized on a tombstone. What a strange concept. Color has died.

Most of us visiting a cemetery would probably just pass by a tombstone unless the stone was an extraordinary work of art. If noticed on our visit the names Carpenter, Mechanic, Barber, Postman (now that would be one that I would stop and wonder about) Baker and Doctor we more than likely would just pass by, go about our business, mourn our dead and leave a plant or bouquet of flowers. But here in this arrangement the names and the stones take on a whole new meaning. Arranged together by the artist this work removes the stones from their individual stand and together become something new. “There Goes The Neighborhood” conjures up to us that the workers are invading some posh little place, invading with their aches and pains, their callous and bruises, their greasy hands, smelling like baked bread and hopefully Mr. or Ms. Postman has washed their hands after delivering all that mail. In “There goes the Neighborhood,” they rest together, in all their working class glory, regardless of what the upper classes may say, want or desire.

“There Goes The Neighborhood”

6 B&W Photos, Edition of 3, 10X8 Gelatin Silver Prints, 29.5X36 overall.

Artists such as Robert Zott take which is available arrange it as only an artist can and present to us something we have never seen or most likely never thought of. By the hand of the artist our dearly departed become together with others, art. This working of Zott’s can not be an easy process, finding a cemetery, walking around finding a tombstone. He walks the cemetery searching for stones with just the last name. No first names, no birth date or death date, no epitaph. What a joy it must be to find a stone with a name, a name that can become more than just another name. A name and a stone that fits into the parameters that the artist has set for his work. Some of us are old enough to remember the Dick, Jane, Sally and Spot books that we learned to read from. You know the old, Run Dick Run, See Dick Run, See Sally laugh, Laugh Sally laugh or something like that. In the hands, mind and eye of the artist this series takes on a whole new meaning. A meaning that is closely associated with the death of Dick by drowning and the idea unless he is cremated he will end up under a stone. Just another name, another stone in another cemetery somewhere for an artist to find someday. Bon Voyage a French phrase  usually translated in English to “goodbye”, “have a nice trip,” “safe journey,” Yes, Bon Voyage Dick where ever you end up or down in the case of drowning or being buried in your grave.

Bon Voyage

12 B&W photos, edition of 3,
16 x 20″ gelatin silver prints, 97 x 84″ overall.

Zott reminds us of the endless possibilities all around in our world for the making of art. But yes it takes an artist to draw out these possibilities, to show us what is indeed possible and in doing so presents us with a new way of seeing the world. It takes an artist as John’s said, to “take something, do something with it, do something else.” As a child I use to go to a cemetery in my hometown. There was a tombstone, a cube standing on one corner with the name Day. That’s all just Day. I remember how all of us kids admired that stone. I wondered this morning where Purple was buried in this hometown cemetery. (more…)

Crossing the street to see an art show can and may be dangerous. Going all over town, via shuttle, walking from venue to the next is not usually our idea of entertaining ourselves or guests who are visiting us for the weekend. But how can one who is now in this day and age mildly interested in art in this area not check out some of hundreds of artists, dozens of studios, galleries and other creative places if only to see what type of natural habitat these artists produce their art in. Been in all types of places in our long-life time stretching back to our coming of age in NYC in the mid- 1960s when all heaven began breaking loose in the world of art and artists questioned the very idea of art, what could be art, how could be art and what can we do in the name of art. Could the sloshing of water in our boot really be as grand as a symphony? Were we the conductor or the player? Could making a giant salad and having fun while getting our fill be filling? What about lines so high in the sky that no one could see them let along admire their beauty? Challenge, and change and challenge and change everything. Once back in the day when we were full of it, we wrote “Jump up create a space, go back down space erased.”

Keeping up with art all these years causes one to arrive in a place that has little room for fake. Has little room for reinventing the wheel, going around and around doing the same old thing and calling it by another name. Looking over the glossy program book we found the names of a few people in the area who make art that we may be interested in checking out and a few natural habitats that we wanted to see, if only to see what Hartford has to offer for artist space. Can we keep a straight face while viewing these places, side eyeing the studio all the while trying to go ahhh over the art works that hold very little interest for us? Do we on such a beautiful Sunday really want to join with the thousands of annual visitors and go about  looking at stuff, much of it ho-hum, the same old hum over and over or would we rather do something else? Maybe enjoy the Autumn colors? The colors are quite beautiful this year.

How far would be want to travel to see what we can see? Olga interest was piqued when she read about a artist way down at the Colt Gateway who did a “mixture of functional and non-functional ceramic ware.” “I just love non-functional ceramic ware,” said Olga, “just something to look at like a vase full of holes.” You know that it is a pretty good idea, just the vase, a vase that doesn’t hold water, just the vase as a work of art, full of holes. “Yeah,” said Bessy Marie, “I’ve seen so many non-functional pieces in my life I would rather go home and eat meatloaf.” Just look at the little pictures in the program book, over and over art, same old, same old, he is working in the impressionist school, she in pastels, beeswax, Hippie Hats, turned and carved wood. Wearable handmade jewelry, mixed media, Whimsical designs in metal, Abstract art 1, 2, 3, 4 everyone loves colorful abstract art and last but not least imaginative, surrealist, psychedelic and dreamlike paintings. Spin the great wheel of art history, pick a time any time do some art. “I graduated from art school and this is what I learned to do.” Smooth, clean, glossy and pretty. Since we are not in the market for anything for over the sofa, (we don’t even have one) don’t wear jewelry, and our home can’t hold another Knick knack or other object of art we passed up many a open door. Poking her head into a door way Olga added, “Here look at the very least we’ll see how talented Mary is because she can paint a cow.” Not that there is anything wrong with painting a cow as then I can have a painting of a cow in my apartment rather than chickens in the kitchen.  My goodness is my head swirling, tu m’ ennuies! is about all I can say.

the small writing says, “We must take the World as it is to be allowed our Work and intent.”

Photo Marc Burns

I will scratch my head on that line. Perhaps one of the artist who is more enlightened on its meaning can tell us sometime. I for one refuse to take the world as it is even if I have to give up my work but never my intent of making justice for all and liberation from the powers that be a number one priority. Maybe I just don’t understand it, the saying that is.

So, what do you like? Crossing the street looking both ways, walking slow so not to slip on wet leaves, or stumble on the cracks and upheaved chucks of concrete, avoiding a mud bath for our shoes wondering what the big black van was, hoping it wasn’t that small city music group who blasts out their sounds and causes many to block their ears, and visiting a show that we knew would move us from one place to the next. No time to be bored. You can bet $10.00 on us that we were not bored, interested to say the least. Very interested in this open Open Studio greenhouse weekend gallery. Light and airy. A show called Terraria/Novel Objectives at Knox Inc just a short walk across the street, not much to lose if we find ourselves bored almost to death we can go home asking ourselves why and take a nap.  Very interested in this piece called Bowls. My first question on entering the show was who piled the dirt? Well according to Marc Burns it was two gentlemen name Etani and Juan Perez who ran the skip loader. A helping hand to pile gives the artist a break so she won’t have to stand there and shovel, shovel full, after shovel full of dirt to make a mound. Not that there still in some situations isn’t a  need for shoveling if only to build up your muscles, if fuel is scarce or there isn’t a skip loader available to artist or farmer, ditch digger, or someone like we said in the olden day, was trying to dig their way to China on the other side of the world. (Tried that once but gave up after 8 mins.) The question of who drove the skip loader and if they were included as artists in the Bowls piece or not was lively causing me to write these little lines, “Who drove the Skip Loader and piled the dirt, Without him who did, the piece wouldn’t work.” We suppose here we could debate this idea for the longest time and are well aware of how it has been debated over and over through-out art history, just who gets the credit that require workers to help do the work? Shouldn’t they get a hurrah also? My god by now we should have pushed the artist off the pedestal and push the dam pedestal over? A short tit for tat came about concerning if the two who drove the skip loader and piled the dirt should or should not be given full billing with the artists who created the work?

Juan on the Skip Loader

But “Who Drove The Car?”

(a little art history)

“Way back in 1953 Robert Rauschenberg directed John Cage to drive his car in a straight line over twenty sheets of paper that Rauschenberg had glued together and laid out on the road near his studio. The front tires left a faint impression while the rear tires that had passed- through a pool of paint that Rauschenberg had poured in the street deposited a black tread mark that stretches along the length of the paper. Automobile Tire Print challenges the traditional understanding of art and authorship and presented a whole new definition of what it meant to be an artist. Was Cage here just a printer like one operating a printing press or was he also an artist in full partnership with Rauschenberg, without him there would have been no piece. Many other examples in art history could be sited here but why bother? We are not in the business of trying to convince folks to like or conform to our way of thinking. Who cares if the revolution is far from over and our side seems to not be wining.

The Show.

Artists in Terraria/Novel Objectives included Marc Burns, Rebecca Wasilwski, Matt Dondero, Angel Pena, Audrey Ryan, Adam Viens, Jason Werner some a no show according to one of the artists who was rearranging some heavy rocks bending over and causing a woman viewing the action to ask if he was a plumber. No telling who is going to show up at an art show.


Bowls: Rebecca Wasilewski, Marc Burns, Angel Pena, Etani and Juan Perez. (In the bottom left is Angel Pena’s 4 Stacked bags of Fast Setting Quickrete Mix) (more…)

“You know.” said Olga, “not to sound corny here or like some greeting card, but indeed sometimes life does get in the way.” When one has to work for their own daily bread there is no time for play unless of course one has a job that includes playing. Once away back in the day I had a job that all I had to do was every once in awhile lift my head up and say “Goodnight.” and that was only for three people. Once they got out of my way I could do anything I wanted. Just lock the door and play, play, play. So for eight hours, sometimes eight long hours I played. Never invited anyone in to play with me as that was against the rules and there were cameras everywhere. Sure as shit Old CG would look at the camera’s every morning. Probably got off watching me play.

Well Bessy had a vacation all planned and Olga had no time off since this was a new job, no playing allowed, in this job, they watch us like hawks watching for their dinner, nosey that’s their name Mr. and Miss Nosey watching the cameras, make one false move, if they like you they will call you on the phone, if not announce for all to hear on the radio what you are doing that is against the rules. You know that power thing. Even all though not one of them have any right to power they have it by hook or by crook and now they wield it like tyrants. Petty tyrants as a matter of fact. Little pinching bugs of the first order.

Go Bessy Marie Go!

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Pick a spot, Bessy Marie, any spot and Bessy Marie chose Brattleboro Vermont. Not far away, just a bit over 3 hours, the lay over in Springfield is what gets to one, making all passengers in the Business Class irritable “a fucking 45 mins”, old Joe said, “is just too long to be hanging around in Springfield waiting for another train to come along the track that we need.” Yes folks getting to Vermont is on one track and nothing had better be coming down the track going the other way. “Good thing I don’t have a connection to make,” white hair with heavy perfume yelled out in the air. Nobody is listening, and everyone cares, as no one not Bessy Marie or anyone else riding the train, would want to be derailed and end up in gully, now that would be a delay.


Bessy Marie had reserved a room at the Latchis Hotel in downtown, a Art Deco place built in 1938 by the Latchis family as a testament to the life and work of Demetrius P. Latchis, the building was billed as “a town within a town — all under one roof” because of the multiple shops contained within. Situated in Brattleboro, this hotel is within a 15-minute walk of Brattleboro Museum & Art Center and Brattleboro Common right on Main Street for anyone who doesn’t have a car its a dream come true. Here is my review of the Latchis Hotel in downtown Brattleboro.

The Latchis Hotel

by Bessy Marie

First I must thank Olga for “finding” this hotel. I would be hard pressed to come up with much to complain about here. If anything ever was worthy of being called the cat’s pajama’s it is this Art Deco Style Hotel. I spent three nights as if a small bug in an elegant clutch purse. The lobby floors and furnishings, the glittery check-in desk area giving the absolute feeling of time travel to the late 1930’s were wonderful. The staff were all helpful and courteous. The bed room was very nice with two large windows to look out to Main and Flat Street. The intergrity of the 1930’s is maintained by the choices for furniture and a mirror framed in simple wood. Very clean but old fixtures in the bathroom and very good hot water in the shower. The bed was not at all lumpy, old or smelly as some have complained in reviews nor was there any loud noise outside in the street after dark. How happy I was to find 3 full boxes of tissue, one on each night stand and one in the bathroom. (most of the modern hotels have those thin boxes inserted in the bathroom wall that always run out in no time. Tissue in each room may sound like a minor point but it is really quite appreciated as usually in other hotels I have found that the tissue runs out after a short time. The hotel does allow dogs to stay over night. The room is specially cleaned after each stay. The policy allows one pet, 220lbs and the fee is $40.00 per night. For myself and some other folks who suffer from animal allergies we can only hope that the hotel does specially clean the rooms after each pet stay. Barking is not permitted I hope and that the pet must leave the hotel when its family goes out.

I must say that I have never stayed in a hotel where the front desk closes down at 10:00pm. No check in after that hour. All hotel guests are give keys, yes real keys to the front doors so if they arrive back at the hotel after ten they can let themselves in. There is an emergency number to call if anything happens after 10:00pm.

A real special part of this is the hotel is connected to the Latchis Theater an absolute jewel of a place and the crowing jewel of the Latchis experience. The Zodiac signs on the ceiling, the murals of Greek goddesses and gods, the elegant entry areas all added to the time travel experience. Yes indeed I am a bug in an Art Deco clutch purse; wearing the cat’s pajama’s so giddy that I’ve mixed up the metaphors. Bessy gives the Latchis Theater and Hotel FIVE BIG STARS and hope that this wonderful place goes on for another eighty years.

The wonderful Latchis Hotel in downtown Brattleboro

Part of the Art Deco Lobby

In March 2003, the Brattleboro Arts Initiative, in partnership with the Preservation Trust of Vermont, purchased the Latchis Memorial Building which included the four screen Latchis Theater, the 60-room hotel, a ballroom and various other businesses.

Next door is the Latchis Theater a treat all in itself. Went to see a Star is Born staring Lady Gaga. Well the theater is stunning.

OUT for a Walk

Walking is best when one is visiting a new town. Well its good anytime, not only for health reasons but for all the things one can see in a few city blocks, or out in the woods. A small sampler of what I saw while walking around the town. (more…)

Not to be missed. Catch a train, get a bus, down to La MaMa for this important festival. You want to see puppets, real deal puppets? Check out this festival to see what some of the best puppets ae doing these days.

From LaMaMa

Series Curator: Denise Greber
The La MaMa Puppet Festival showcases new contemporary puppet theatre by artists from around the world. Curated by Denise Greber, this year’s series focuses on diversifying the voices, stories, and perspectives shared onstage, with the goal of uplifting marginalized identities within the puppet community. The festival highlights interdisciplinary works from female artists who explore issues such as cultural identity, Black Lives Matter, the refugee crisis, and the disability experience. Programming also includes family events, the annual Puppet Slam, La MaMa Coffeehouse Chronicles, and Jump Start: a weekend of works in progress.

Puppet theatre has been an integral part of La MaMa’s programming since 1962, when Ellen Stewart invited puppet artists from Korean to perform their production of Head Hunting by Pagoon Kang Wouk. Through the Puppet Festival, La MaMa continues to support both emerging and established artists whose innovative work enriches the field of puppetry. The festival is under the leadership of Denise Greber (Director and Curator) and Federico Restrepo (Producing Director).

The 8th La MaMa Puppet Festival Fall 2018 has been made possible with support from Ford Foundation, Howard Gilman Foundation, The Jim Henson Foundation, Puppet Slam Network, The Andrew W. Mellon Foundation, The Shubert Foundation, The Harold and Mimi Steinberg Charitable Trust and public support by the New York City Department of Cultural Affairs and New York State Cultural on the Arts. Additional support from Cheryl Henson is gratefully acknowledged.

For more information and to buy tickets see:

Frosty O’ Flaherty

Posted: March 13, 2018 in *Celebration*, art, Fun

Today was a snow day (paid for not working) so we went out to play. We built a snow creature name Frosty O’ Flaherty in Pope Park. Frosty will reside there until some kiddies knock him down or someone steals his outfit.