Historicist: "The city that nobody loves"
Elsewhere in the Ist-a-Verse
Hey there, arty partygoers. Where will you be this Thursday, May 22? At the Powerplant's annual fundraiser, Powerball 10: Decadence (231 Queens Quay West), or Gallery TPW's D-List Ball at the Gladstone Hotel (1214 Queen Street West)?
One party is for fashionable media yuppies and their wealthy aunties, the other is for Queen West art scenesters. One is for people who collect art to diversify their investment portfolios, the other is for people whose portfolios contain more charcoal drawings than shares.
If you're having trouble deciding, let us make things easier for you: can you afford the Powerball's $160 ticket? Yeah, neither can we.
See you at the Gladstone ($5 at the door).
Left photo courtesy of The Powerplant, right photo by miles de courcy.
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Damn rich people who spend money to support the arts! I hate them!
Since I am neither Rich People nor west-end hipster but rather beaches nerd, Thursday will find me video chatting with my partner, scratching jesus' ears and twittering tech news dressed in my favourite Edwardian gown. Admission: free.
I fully admit that these sort of rich people galas are great for arts funding. Perhaps it's just sour grapes knowing that, like Cinderella, I certainly can't go to the royal ball this year and there is no fairy godmother waiting in the wings to turn my pumpkin into a Benz.
However, partying in the cellar with the mice might be just as much, if not more, fun.
I haven't seen a worthwhile show at the Power Plant since that campy gay nazi painting exhibition almost 2 decades ago... and even that was borderline.
The rich folks are what kept all the classic artists working back in the day. You know, the patrons of the renaissance painters and other such excellent artists.
But it is amusing to see the two different events held up side by side.