This Wednesday, August 20th, 2008 from 9pm to midnight at Akbar, it’s CRAFTNIGHT!
Project: Popsicle Stick Freeform
$2 processing fee, please
Tonight we’ll celebrate the lowly popsicle stick.
Usually it helps you snack on a frozen confection. TONIGHT it becomes googly-eye puppets, log cabins, godseye holders, frames, trivets, whatever you can think of, by golly!
Very freeform, very suave and always chic, and for less than a gallon of gas!
“Oh but I’m not very crafty.”
Oh my goodness go the sighs and moans, the exasperated dirge from my solar plexus, as I drag you across the floor to the supplies already.
CraftNight has nothing to do with you being crafty, and everything to do with the ceasing of fretting and the beginning of making.
Touch just about anything near you right now. The overwhelming odds are that it was most probably built by robots, grown by others, sewn and assembled by nimble hands very far away, fabricated in factories, farms and laboratories.
The source of how things come to be escapes us.
We are so removed, so modern and adrift, the origins of our everyday items go unnoticed, unappreciated and unknown.
In this day and age, a thing built by you (and not “the man”) is not only unique, but rare and precious… dare I say even a form of activism!
How many people can say that they made something today?
Go ahead, tell me your popsicle stick sculpture doesn’t look the way you visualized it, tell me how it looks crooked or off-putting or weird, tell me of your new creation’s imperfections.
“Screw-ups” are perfection in disguise.
No urban movie billboard, studio-recorded top 40 schlock or glossy airbrushed centerfold pin-up is going to agree with me, they will refute your ill-attempts at creation and whisper in snarky voices “You’re doing it wrong.”
Well I gotta tell you, person reading this e-mail, beautiful, captivating foxy person,
that you are doing it RIGHT at CraftNight.
Arrive, get a cocktail, glue some sticks together and become one who takes a moment to understand the joys and agonies of the construction of things, of craftsmanship, of art!
And yes, I care about you very very much, because a one-time showing of Annie Hall is playing at the Arclight and I’m missing it to watch your ass drink cocktails and be creative, so for the love of Mary, throw me a bone here, come in and say HI!
See you at the craft table,
JP Craft Captain
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