I saw this exhibit last week and liked it very much. There were 3 notable portraits-Queen Elizabeth I when she was probably mid 30s, her father Henry VIII as a young man of maybe 20 or so, and his son, Edward, by Jane Seymour, as a toddler. There are some beautiful landscapes and portraits of some lesser known nobles.
While there I went to the greenhouse to see the amaryllis. So beautiful!
The picture accompanying this article is not from the Berger collection. It is from a local artist who had several pieces similar to this shown. I didn't care for it. Hated the ship hulls decoupaged with the Louis Vuitton logos.
The Dixon is my very favorite Memphis Art Gallery. They get some wonderful exhibits and I am looking forward to seeing this one! (they have beautiful gardens too.)
It was an ok night out, and by ok I mean we were hosted by the most egotistical, self-righteous, pompous, and narcissistic ass EVER! I'm sorry, but when did an entertainment night become all about the host of a show? I hope that this type of hubris filled show starts and stops at the P&H. The comics themselves were alright, but when mixed in with a "host" who has no idea what to do other than some self-aggrandizing, you have a night that sucks. I can only hope that there is a rotating host every week and that I caught them on their bad week. Regardless, I'm never going back.
This Comedy Open Mic was so amazing, the host so charming, the crowd so welcoming, that I decided to tell my wife then and there that our first born daughter was to be named “PeehinHaycha”. My wife shortly informed me that I was very intoxicated and that we weren’t married, nor did she even know me. I responded with a loud belch and received an awkward high five from the bartender whom avoided all eye-contact with me. Best. Night. Ever.
By Toby Sells
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