By Mickey Howley
Tyler Hill seemed pretty happy when I saw him Monday. You would think he’d be beat, the long run up to the Watermelon Carnival having worn him down. But he was all smiles.
The Carnival was a great success, the town was full of people, the weather about as good as August gets, and the whole event seemed to run without a hitch. As anyone who plans big outside events will tell you, it is a lot of hard work by many folks and a great deal of luck with the weather. But this year the Valley seemed especially lucky.
Also smiling around town is Brooklyn based artist Andrea Ray (note: last week’s column said Manhattan, that was wrong). It is her second long stay in the Valley and this time she is creating a visual and sound art installation framed on WV’s railroad history. Here is how she describes the concept and art:
“Inspired by Water Valley’s railroad history, this week Andrea Ray is creating a project in multiple parts that viewers may experience in different spaces – both outdoors and in. The project, Waiting, will reanimate the town with sounds of trains in an outdoor audio installation in Railroad Park, while at Yalo Studio, the storefront will exhibit an old corresponding train schedule. The gallery’s interior will be transformed into a train passenger waiting room where an audio narrative tells a story about memory, heat, and love – about how riding in a train car embodies the space of desire, where resolution is suspended as the passenger hangs in a state of waiting, longing, and promise.”
The opening reception is Friday night from 6 to 8:30 at Yalo Studio and the show will be there until September 7. Come out and hear the train on Main again.
School is starting again and most folks are back from any travels during the summer. The Farmers Market is still going strong due to a late start. In fact some of the best stuff is just getting in. If you were away just know this year we have other than great produce, some eclectic things from drum circles to hoop performances. Chris-tina Coleman will be back with her custom hula-hoops this Saturday. Worth checking out.
Charles Rogers died last week. If you are regular Farmers Market patron, you knew Charles for his big self-made steel smokehouse on wheels. When he was at the market, it was always a bit of an early morning torture, the smell of a roasting meat just hung in the air driving everyone into a Pavlov’s dog like salivating state. Charles would have been working the whole day before and through the night to get the right flavor and tenderness just in time for the market opening. Hard work it was, but with one bite you knew it was worth it. Charles was not only a great smoker of meat, a master in that art form, but a nice guy and great person to spend a Saturday morning with. I will, like the many others who knew him, miss him.