Miya’s chef Bun Lai stood before a group of friends in the backyard of his house on Thursday night. Behind him was a table, ready to have sushi made on it. Behind the table were a couple cameras.
The group was there to forage for food that they’d then make for dinner. The cameras were there to record it all for an episode of Vice TV’s Munchies.
“Everything that you do with food is about people,” Lai said to the group before him. He also laid out another idea that resonated throughout the evening: The way you change how people eat is to have fun doing it.
Ruel Dixon works as a behavior analyst for Middletown’s public schools. In the afternoons, he gets to change out of his work clothes, put on his large-soled boots and step for what he calls it “the love of the art.”
As the first strains of Dizzy Gillespie’s “Tanga” drifted out over a series of al fresco dinner tables at Neighborhood Music School, Brian Wallace inched toward the front of the stage, his trumpet pressed to his lips with some urgency. A trilling rang out, followed by that loping Gillespie strain that is so overwhelmingly pleasant, then impossible to tear your ears away from.
Audience members shimmied — hesitantly first, then not hesitantly at all — and shook just a little from their chairs, sinking into a sensual jazz rhythm that felt at once deeply familiar and refreshing. It really was summer, several members of the audience seemed to agree with their in-chair dance steps. Even the aural landscape had gotten on board.
Design Monsters’ George Corsillo, a self-described “font freak,” has earned a book jacket design credit for “YUGE!” (30 Years of Doonesbury on Trump), a timely new anthology by nationally syndicated Doonesbury cartoon creator and Pulitzer Prize winner Garry Trudeau.
This Dr. Seussian hat is not in “Shuffle & Shake,” the playful new show that combines painting, photography, mixed media, and a literary installation at the Arts Council’s Sumner McKnight Crosby Jr. Gallery on Audubon Street.
Yet all the nine artists in the show owe the lucky hat a debt of gratitude as their names, written on small slips of white paper, were randomly chosen out of more than 600 fellow members of the Arts Council of Greater New Haven.
by David Yaffe-Bellany | Jul 18, 2016 7:27 am | Comments (2)
George Edwards was an Air Force instructor working at a base in Ohio when he realized he was “a voluntary slave.”
On Memorial Day 1960, Edwards — an intense, sharp-eyed man who served in the New Haven branch of the Black Panthers Party — heard a recording of a speech by Malcolm X that made him question his service to the United States.
“I had a serious confrontation with history, politics, racism. I was becoming conscious of the world,” he said. “This man had shown a light to the darkness of my brain.”