Friday, November 21, 2014

New Orleans Artists...Show Your Stuff! A Seasoned View exhibition call for Artists.

 "Luck is no more then preparation meeting opportunity"
Well here it is:

"What Color Will it Be"?JHM06

Call for Artists: 1501 Canal Apartments’ Seasoned en Vieux exhibition


  VISUAL ARTISTS of all genres in Orleans Parish & adjacent parishes inclusive of Southern Louisiana are invited to participate in:

"Seasoned En Vieux" (A Seasoned in View) exhibition
Opening Dec 8, 2015 to January 25th, 2015

1501 Canal  (converted  senior apartments~formerly the corporate headquarters for Texaco.) 
Opening reception TBA. 
Art accepted includes but is not exclusive to:  Painting, photography, fiber, mixed medias, quilts, sculpture, wearable art.  All mediums are welcome as long as it is of good quality and tastefully rendered.  Participation is limited.  This is not a vendors' showing.  Artists do not have to be present as this exhibition will be up for roughly 6 weeks.
The art does not have to be exclusively about that 3rd stage nor does the artist have to be seasoned, but as the exhibition space is the converted senior apartments, formerly the corporate headquarters for Texaco, the desire is for neighbors and the general public to see all that beauty in the grey-hairness. We do, however, want to give priority to "seasoned" artists over 60 but it will not exclude anyone who has not yet reach that encore stage.
Canal Street is the main artery leading to the French Quarter, Faubourg TREME, Central Business District and the Art Warehouse Districts; a ripe opportunity to showcase local art and local artists to huge number of out of town visitors.
The work must be ready for hanging.  2D pieces (paintings, photographs, fiber, etc.)  must be no bigger than 6'x6'.   However there is a considerable amount of floor space for sculpture and art that is free standing.  Preferably, submit  most recent works.  Art can be for sale.  Interested party(s) will be put in contact with the artists for whatever negotiations with the understanding the work will not be removed until the close of show January 25th, 2015.
All art images must be submitted electronically.  Please e-mail submissions as jpegs to no later than Nov 30th, 2015 for review.  All selected works must be delivered to 1501 Canal Apartments between 9-am-4:00pm by December 3rd, 2014.
Art can be picked up between January 26-31st, 2015 from 9am-12pm and 2:00pm-4:30pm only. 
For questions and any other additional information, please contact Jacquelyn Hughes Mooney at:

Street view where the Seasoned Vieux will be held.  !501 Canal is between Marais and Villere Streets. Paid parking next door as well as limited street parking.  Scroll down for additional pictures of the interior space.

 We have been given a wonderful opportunity, by the generousity of HRI Properties, to show case local artists on Canal Street in the months of December 2014 and January 2015 in a commercial space.  Please feel free to forward info to your contacts and/or share on whatever social mediums you utilize. 
Since this fabulous opportunity being bestowed has a restricted timeline for submission, I hope some of you will be kind enough to share or take  advantage of the opportunity.  It is my hope that if you know artists over 60 or your work depicts that of senior life showing the vibrancy, the wisdom and the irreverance of that encore stage, please let me know or share.
We want to re-direct the cliches and stereotypes while we revisit the 60s & 70s!
The art does not have to be exclusively about that 3rd stage nor does the artist have to be seasoned, but this is the converted senior apartments formerly the corporate headquarters for Texaco.  I would want my neighbors and the general public to see all that beauty in the grey-hairness.


The 1501 Canal Street (formerly Texaco Corporate Offices)




 The Ground Floor Commercial Space on Canal Street at Marais

 The Canal Street Car lets you off right in front of the 1501


 1501 Canal Srtreet.  The front of the old Texaco corporate headquarters where the exhibition will be.

 As you can tell you can look out from the gallery space onto Canal.  The Canal Street Streetcar stops right in front!

 Another side of the commercial space

Some of the wall space that can accomodate several large pieces although we are asking to restrict to no more then 60'x60'.

Adjacent to the interior elevators

View from interior by elevators

 You can tell we can accomodate a few large pieces no more then 60"x60"



Tuesday, November 18, 2014

What I woulld Have Missed....

If I had moved away as I had wanted to inJanuary 2013, this is what I would've missed:

You must eat here if you live or coming to New Orleans, The Honey Loaf Sandwich Shop at 1441 Canal Street at Marais. 2 minutes from where I reside.  Ii highly recommend their Treme sandwich.

They are only opened M-F from 9-5p.   504-309-1477

The ambience by itself is enough.  We cannot begin to savor the the owners & the workers!  A woman & African American based business, the Honey Loaf is my treat to eat!






Art hung by local artists.
 I love their tables!

Say it So!

I love quotes...

I saw this amazing piece in the courtyard of Barrister Gallery on St Claude several months ago.  I would have loved to have own it.


just sayin'




"A time comes in your life when you finally get it when in the midst of your fear & insanity, you stop dead in your tracks & somewhere inside your head cries ENOUGH!
Enough fighing,crying or struggling to hold on.  And like a child quieting down after a blind tamtrum, your sobs begin to subside, you shudder once or twice, you blink back your tears and through a mantle of wet lashes you begin to look at the world with fresh eyes"...Author Unknown
It took me more then a  minute before I was able to connect the dots that I had come a full circle once I had moved into my new digs. I was so happy to have moved downtown and with the unpacking, exploring and figuring, I did not see the obvious that was right in front of me.  Until the day I decided to go on a walk and ot the the path I usually walk.  Of course I knew about the housing development coming up behind me which was the last remaining housing projects in New Orleans. Depending on what side of the fence you sat on, there was a lot of emotions about the need to tear down to build up.  Sometimes it is needed, albeit painful, but still necessary to break a painful cycle.
I did not have the same emotional attachment to that property as many others who lived there several decades, raised a generation or two in them, but I could at least in theory emphatize in seeing your old way of living being torn down or destroyed because good, bad or indifferent, it was yours.
And whether you perceived, that you had no say in the matter as the powers will be may view you, in your eyes, as not deserving of that say is tough to swallow.  It doesn't mean you don't have a say, it could be perception and no more then that.
When I first heard that this housing project was being prep for demolition a few years ago, I decided to go by and walk through it.  The majority of the residents had already moved out.  I had a reason why I needed to go as I, too, had lived there very briefly, 6 months or so in the early 70s. Scared, pregnant, young, two small children and separated from my husband.  I was so grateful to get that apartment!  The rent was $35.00 per month for a 2 bedroom with utilities included, hardwood floors very, very nice.  I recalled it being, each section, very family oriented although I did not have any friends. 
 I now know now fully grown & not as naive, that there were those messy gosspy folks, but I did not see much of the negativity that people claimed about the projects around me with the exception of the woman adjacent to me that was prostituting to support her family to augment her meager income rom her job.  But she was kind to me, we did not hang out together and she was very discreet, but yes she was prostituting.
So why did I take that walk?  Was I being nostalgic, sentimental, wanting to recall the good times?  I cannot be really sure as I did not survive ther or New Orleans, in fact, very long. It was too much for me, far to overwhelming.  I did not have the necessary roughness to survive her.  It was too much for this sensitive dreamer.
But what I did, in that walk 2 years ago and then again in September 2014 was to marvel over that time, 43 years to be exact, between 1971 and 2014 what & where I had been, done and experienced in that span of time.  How little did I know,in this last attempt to function in the place of my birth, that I could end up in nearly the very same place, I started.
I could love out from the rooftop of the building I reside inat the hospital I was born, where my son Donovan was born and subsequently died in and finally look through that passage of time in a curious, oddly detached but in peace and comfort.  This time returning back to New Orleans when I did in Spet 2009, I did not flee.  I always joked about my managing 5 years here befor I had to go.  My tolerance level was about 5 year before I had to go.  As of today, I am in my 6th year.  Who's to know, I may still go away again one day but it won't be because I was forced out or it became too much.
There were several griefs I had to manage that are intimataely tied to this city.  Not just that of my son.  In the process of living and exploration, I learned & processed a lot of things, people and places.  Not unlike many others. Living is very powerful if you do it well. Or even if you don't do it well, it will surely kick you in the butt.  I kept coming back like a boomerang to finish up that work.  I could only anage so much and had to go away to process it.
And for those who might read and rush to judgement about my putting down this old city, I am not.
I am reflecting.
 It was de ja vu for me finding this as I defintiely recall on Oct 21,1971 my walking in full blown labor to Charity Hospital at age 21, to give birth to my now deceased son, Donovan Perri, who died from SIDS 2 1/2 months later. These two pictures are simply part of the tearing down to build up again. To strip away somethings that needs to be strip away. Yes what was torn down was yours, but there is a point when you have to discharge it, give thanks for it, but now it no longer is good for you.  It has nothing to do with the comapany, the contractors the workers, politicians, profiteers or anything else.  Whatever is their agenda is theirs to behold.

You actually may be surprised as to the end results and how you may be more ready for change then you thought.

I observe some in my building work anxiously and feverishly to reconstruct what they thought they had although it was obvious it was/is counter-productive.  But they'll be fine at the end of it all.  And if not, they'll find some place to continue running in circles. Or they'll adapt or adjust and find a new rhythm.

The old Iberville Housing Projects under construction to be reopend in 2015.  It will not be called "The Projects" then..  Words are powerful.

Where I am today( in a sense of irony). The building to the right was the former Texaco Coporate headquaters converted to senior apartments adjacent to the Ibervile Housing Apartments.  Who would have thunk it that I would literally end up living a shotgun from what you will see below.
Except I now have a wealth of experiences and a life since that time scared, young single parent

Now see the old building,my old apartment in the Iberville Housing Apartment before they started demolition 2 years ago.  Ironically this is one of the buildings they preserved.  I was in the upstairs apartment with the balcony.  Despite what anyone wants to believe nowadays, these were beautiful apartments with a great community back then.
Iberville Housing Project 2009

So what have I learned in those 40+ years?

"You learn to open up to new worlds & different points of views. And you begin to reaccessing and redefining who you are & what you stand for.  You learn the difference betweeen wanting & needing and you begin to discard the doctrines and the values you've outgrown or should have not bought to begin with.  And in the process you learn to go with your instincts.

You begin to sift through all that you've been fed/about all you should have/ how you should look/ how much you should weigh/ what you should wear/ where you should shop/ what you should drive/how & where you should live/what you should do for a living/who you should marry/what you expect in a marriage".