
(Update: wasn't sure what to think of this quote outside of Aurora- smarmy? sarcastic? real? But it's taken from a Sylvie Fortin quote in an AJC article. Funny I ran into it on my way to check out some art. Thanks Eggtooth for the heads up)

Coffee shops have to be one of the purest venues for showing art. You get a crowd that is not necessarily there intending to see art but if it's good, they will look and respond. There is no pretension, no expectation, its a "what you see is what you get" deal, with a colored dot pricing system and baristas who look genuinely surprised if someone wants to buy something.

I went by Aurora Coffee in Little Five Points to see the showing of 99 drawings by Joe Tsambiras entitled "Make Room in the Life Raft."

The show is excellent and worth the three buck coffee for an excuse to linger. The 99 drawings are pages from Tsambiras's sketch books, each one a considered moment, a funny memory, a nagging fear, the world through someone else's eyes. Tsambiras said the sketchbook often became "his lifeboat."
The layout of the pages worked well within the space of Aurora and considering it was 99 solid drawings, none coming across as filler or unfinished, it was tricky to avoid overcrowding the work on the narrow walls. There is also something about the intimacy of sketch book pages that seems so right at home on display in an amiable coffee shop, the works read like an amusing conversation with a familiar stranger, drawing the viewer down the length of the wall.

On her blog, Felicia Feaster made the great comment "Joe’s images have... a spirit of gentle observation and consideration for the wispy, fragile side of people’s lives and the difficulties of love and work more Daniel Clowes than R. Crumb."

And a dash of Edward Gorey.

A nice description of sketchbooks by Jay Conway was presented with the show: "The pages of a sketchbook evoke the body of the artist in its continual interaction with other bodies. The best of these encounters are comparable to alliances. The artist enters into an alliance with ink, coffee, music, and food. Poetry and protesters. Good friends. Why are these best? Because the emotions they elicit fuel action. Joy breeds creativity."


I think I know that guy.

The comforting nostalgic feel of the drawings reminds me of Ryan Lincicome and his lastest show at Young Blood except these drawings are less like snapshots and more meandering, envisaged daydreams and curious observations on life.


On her blog, Felicia Feaster made the great comment "Joe’s images have... a spirit of gentle observation and consideration for the wispy, fragile side of people’s lives and the difficulties of love and work more Daniel Clowes than R. Crumb."

And a dash of Edward Gorey.

A nice description of sketchbooks by Jay Conway was presented with the show: "The pages of a sketchbook evoke the body of the artist in its continual interaction with other bodies. The best of these encounters are comparable to alliances. The artist enters into an alliance with ink, coffee, music, and food. Poetry and protesters. Good friends. Why are these best? Because the emotions they elicit fuel action. Joy breeds creativity."


I think I know that guy.














