Churchill's Pub, My Childhood Drawings, Filth, and Art
It was just a moment, but the connection was palpable. And the connection started with the music, it came from the art -- the emotion of it, the authenticity it expressed. I realized that these men kindly, and for the good of all, created a space that recognized that making effective art is a dirty process.
It's all filthy: getting pregnant, giving birth, making music. All the things that matter are not clean -- like picking up a card from my grandmother out of the dirt at the curb. If it counts, it's as slimy as the morning after a Kenny Millions milk-fueled pukefest. It's as bizarre as the ladies' toilet that's positioned way too close to the wall to actually sit on.
Much like Dave Daniels is moving out of his house in the back and on to the next adventure in his life, my parents are selling the home I grew up in. That's why they gave me this bag full of crap. Now most of those bits of my past, saved for decades, are wet and gone, and the energy in these two locations is changing from safe to different. But what was there -- when it was most significant to me and South Florida -- was invaluable to our development and understanding of true community and the power of real art. And for that, I'm forever grateful.