Art Show Promotes Spay Day!

The Shoe Factory Art Co-op announces their February art exhibit, “Unconditional Love: Cats and Dogs”. 48 artists will partake in celebrating February's Valentine’s Day and Spay Day with an art exhibit affectionately devoted to felines and canines as part of Spay/Neuter Awareness Month. The show will be one of hundreds of World Spay Day events that will be taking place across the country and around the world during the month of February. The Humane Society’s annual campaign promotes spaying and neutering as an effective means of saving animals’ lives, with the goal of putting an end to the suffering and euthanasia of homeless animals. 

On display at the exhibit will be drawings, paintings, photography, sculpture, mixed media, glasswork, and metalwork. Over 70 depictions of cats and dogs in varying artistic styles will grace the walls of the gallery. Artwork will be available for purchase as well as unique items such as handmade, organic dog biscuits. Some art pieces have been donated by the artists for bid through silent auction. A portion of silent auction funds and donations will be given to a local “no kill” animal shelter, to be announced.

“There are a lot of people who care about animals in this community”, says Shoe Factory director Beth Brown. “This show will express an outpouring of love and concern for cats and dogs by the artists participating and the patrons who attend. This compassionate message is the antithesis of others in the art world who abuse animals for the sake of art.” Brown’s face turns grim. “In particular, Tom Otterness”, she says. “The one who adopted a dog from a shelter and filmed himself shooting and killing it for his so called art film. The Memorial Art Gallery has commissioned him to create a permanent outdoor sculpture for the entrance of their future sculpture park.” Brown says with disgust, “People like this should not be rewarded. The park is right across the street from my gallery. I will be forced to look at this monstrosity every day and be reminded of the injustice of animal cruelty.”

Needless to say, Tom Otterness is not invited.

The show opens with an artists’ reception on First Friday, Feb. 3rd from 6-10pm and runs through February 25th. For more information about World Spay Day visit www.worldspayday.org.

Opening Artists’ Reception: First Friday, February 3rd from 6-10 
Show Closing: Saturday, February 25th from 12-4pm 
Gallery hours: First Fridays 6-10pm, and Second Saturdays 12-4pm, and Wednesdays 12-5pm 
Location: The Shoe Factory Art Co-op, 250 N. Goodman St., Studio 212, Rochester, NY 14607 
Show Admission: donations of cat food, dog food, or dollars


Website: www.shoefactoryarts.com 
Facebook: www.facebook.com/theshoefactory 
Twitter: @theshoefactory

"Throne of the Woodland King"

by Khawafl Liverpool, Rochester writer and art enthusiast

A poem inspired by Lowell Lunn's "Rustic Chair" featured in The Shoe Factory Art Co-op's November 2011 exhibit "Once Upon a Coffee Table: Fine Art Furnishings"

"Rustic Chair" by Lowell Lunn, photo by Khawalf Liverpool

the elderly possum paused
it’s head inclined at a purposeful angle
pointing to the caravan sized buttress
at the base of an ancient tree
it made a sort of guttural noise
a plea almost, had it had the gift of voice
then, right there at the human’s unshorn feet
it martyred itself
it’s eyes fading into oblivion wide and knowing
never closing
even as it hit the ground
he was here,
where he had asked to be brought
and perhaps even seen
for an audience
with the Woodland king

a brisk breeze shook him from his skin
waking decade’s worth of leaves
from their slumber of decay
to their new purpose of serving as communion clothing
that his foul fleshy form not offend
and raise rotting memories
of the misdeeds of men

so there he stood, nearly nude
the feel of this new skin
not quite yet sinking in
a scent of sage and rosemary
hung playfully on the very edge
of the wind’s wispy breath 

this place was alive
not only with living things
but with the earth’s essential essence itself
its sweet rustic musk bursting forth
from soil leaf bark and skin
there were no real life forms here
just things that happened to form
fleshed out of fantasy and alchemical lore
around the shiny gleam of Life’s core 

and yet there  he stood
dwarfed by the ornate runes
etched into the rough hewn door
a pact prepared by man staining his hands
a truce, or more correctly a plea
for some measure of leniency
a coin pressed firmly in palm
in hopes of staying the executioner’s hand 

the Sovereign’s words were wood
hard, straightforward spat
with smooth grain and splinter alike
and his inflections popped like knots would
in protest to a flame’s hungry lick and searing bite  his displeasure clear, no matter the language barrier
they fell from his lips, snapping twigs and cracking bark
as faith and feeling drained
once again, from his heart
his pithy heart
once akin to spark and kindling
now a pit hearth of hard feelings and misgivings

and so
even without words that either truly understood
the crux of the proposed covenant was presented
and once again
man was found retreating in disgrace
from another bequeathed and bountiful world
that he had just laid waste
knees bent and face to the ground
as he couldn’t bear to stare
at the shame and disdain in the Sovereign’s face