Just down the hill from my house is this museum. Right now they have an exhibit of crochet work by the artist Xenobia Bailey. I went last week with a friend. The exhibit is call “The Aesthetics of Funk”. It was very funky indeed and kind of made your eyes swirl about in your head. Colors put together that I would never have come up with. Interlocking, overlapping and underlapping circles and stripes and zig-zags. In the corner of one room was a television screen playing footage from a ’70′s music show. Barry White was looking gorgeous in a spangled-collared tuxedo, singing “Can’t Get Enough Of Your Love, Babe” in that unmistakeable gravelly, sexy voice of his while the coolest people in the world hussled around the dance floor in shiny hipsters and big hair – and that’s just the men. Children had been invited to write the definition of funk on post-its. “Funk is love!”
