I am an artist and I’ve been thinking…
Somehow I completely forget that the holidays are coming every year. I get a little disoriented and find myself in utter astonishment that it’s already November. This could possibly be a personality disorder, but since I don’t have access to regularly scheduled visits with a psychoanalyst to investigate this, I prefer to classify this as one of my “charming idiosyncrasies” as my daughters patiently refer to my ability to disassociate myself from time and space. In plain language, I get busy.
When it starts getting cold outside my usual sunny disposition disappears in direct correlation to the change in temperature. I know this because I am very sensitive to climate changes and usually develop a fever and prefer to sulk rather than paint it out in my studio.
Usually I cover my bases by proposing a trip to New York with the kids to see the lights, snow and things we can’t afford. Since one of my daughters now has two adorable children, it’s hard to whisk everybody off to New York for an impromptu holiday vacation. Now we meet in Atlanta to look for fun and good cheer and possibly some seriously spiked eggnog. Although I have no agenda, here is my game plan so far:
Park Tavern may not be Tavern on the Green, but it does have an ice skating rink until the end of the year so I can sit at the bar and drink ($1 beer if it’s raining) while my girls are skating in tiny circles under a tent trying not to let me catch them pushing each other into presumably eligible young men with good jobs while feigning a lack of coordination.
The Christopher Le Brun exhibit at Thomas Dean Fine Art will run through Dec. 31. “Grand,” “melancholy” and “highly romantic” are terms used to characterize his works and if that doesn’t sound like the holidays I don’t know what does. Le Brun’s works have been displayed all over the world, so how spoiled we are to enjoy them here at home and without a lot of snow or airline tickets. The gallery is located on Bennett Street.
“Santa’s left something in your stocking, Atlanta. And it’s not another crushed beer can from the Clermont Lounge.” This is the intro for the Alliance Theater’s staging of Miracle on 1280 Peachtree Street by The Second City comedy troupe. Nothing beats making inappropriate and rude remarks about fruitcake like these guys. I can only imagine their sugar plum visions of elves at the Chik fil-A Dwarf House. This show runs through Dec. 12 so that you still have time to redeem your guilty conscience with good deeds just before Christmas.
Finally, if you just prefer to give your soul over to the bartender and careen wildly though the season without a plan, brain or sense of pride you can claim Bieber Fever. Yes, “the Bieb” is coming to Atlanta for a holiday show on Dec. 23 at the Phillips Arena. He is in the second phase of his “My World” tour and Atlanta is the last show of the year, which, if you ask me, sounds like an ominous message for the holidays and quite possibly the future. Perhaps I should consider using the money I’ve saved on the jettisoned New York trip to visit the couch about this but I’m not counting on getting any answers until it warms up and my own fever breaks.
Patrick Dennis is an artist, gallery owner and President of the Atlanta Foundation for Public Spaces. He lives in Atlanta. Email him at Patrick@affps.com