Arts & Entertainment
By Kelly Anders
Staff Reviewer
Many artists and styles of art
work were represented in the 17th
annual Haymarket Gallery Art
Festival Sunday.
Set in the parking area next to
the gallery on 9th and O streets, the
exhibits of paintings, pottery, jew
elry, clothing, carvings and furni
ture surely attracted the public’s
eyes and, most likely, their wal
lets.
The festival is held on a Sunday
in May every year, said Joan Mul
der, a board member of the Hay
market Art Gallery. She said she
liked how varied the exhibits were.
“It’sa nice mix,” Mulder said.
There were 50 booths of exhib
its at the festival, which is the usual
amount, said Lisa Cyriacks, man
ager of the Haymarket Art Gallery
and an artist who had a booth in the
festival.
Cyriacks’ paintings, of mixed
media, were colorful without
being loud and were cvcr-so
slightly abstract. They were of a
planned raw quality that was beau
tiful and aloof. They weren’t as
self-explanatory as many paint
ings were in the other booths,
which were primarily wildlife
scenes.
Across from Cyriacks’ booth
was a sign that read:
“Twig Furniture by Steve and
Joyce Burton of Bloomfield,
Iowa.”
Behind the sign sat some of the
most unusual and gorgeous furni
ture imaginable. The furniture was
literally formed from long, slim
twigs. It had a quality that was
rustic but refined. There were
chairs, tables, baskets and a settee.
Joyce Burton said she and her
husband have been making furni
ture for about nine years.
“The furniture sells really
well,’ ’ Burton said. “We make our
living from it.”
A maker of “functional pot
tery,” Gary John Marlin, of Crete,
teaches ceramics and drawing at
Doanc College. His work is simul
taneously rough, streamlined and
elegant. He said although his work
sells well, he doesn’t overprice it.
“It’s affordable, but it’s priced
sol’mnotgiving itaway,” he said.
“I could raise the prices, but I’d
rather have the repeated busi
ness.”
Ken Miller, Martin’s assistant
and friend, agreed.
"A greedy man will go home
poor,” he said.
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Diane Lelcutera, Litchfield, sits by one of her paintings at the 17th annual Haymarket Art
Festival Sunday.
‘K-9’ fails miserably, not worth its weight in dog bones
Shut up and Watch the Movie is
written by Mark Hain, a junior ad
vertising major and Becky Tide
man, a sophomore news-editorial
major.
Mark Hain: Well, what can I say?
It was called “K-9,” and it was one
of the most aptly tilled movies I’ve
ever seen. If it was any more of a dog,
it would need a rabies vaccine.
Becky Tidcman: I agree, it was
awful. However, it served a function.
It demonstrated how many well
made films would look if they were
done low-budget.
MH: I don’t know, I doubt if the
cast and crew of “Dangerous Liai
sons’ could have sunk this low on
S2.7X. But what can you expect from
a movie where second billing goes to
a German shepherd named after Jerry
Lee Lewis? Then again, considering
the star was James “I had a funny
brother, so I must be funny, too”,
Belushi, you shouldn’t gel your
popes up.
BT: Talk about awe-inspiring re
alism! Don’t all San Diego cops
spend their days driving convertibles
through houses with an endless ven
detta against a notorious drag lord?
At least Michael Dooley (Belushi)
docs.
MH: Dooley is your typical wise
acre loner cop, whose chief duty is
spewing oh-so-witty one-liners any
time anything happens. Of course, he
has total disregard for authority. Wait
a minute, Becky. Is this starting to
ring a bell? A cop/comcdian from
California on the rampage against
drug-dealers? I think it’s been done
before.
BT: Despite that, “K-9” gives
Mel Harris, the pointy-nosed
mommy from “thirtysomething,” an
opportunity to prove that she can play
a whiny, self-absorbed yuppie on the
big and small screens. Harris plays
Tracy, Dooley’s girlfriend, and her
only purpose in the film is to get
kidnapped by the bad guys.
MH: Wait, Becky, aren’t you giv
ing away the ending there? I guess it’s
really no big deal - the movie was
predictable anyway. About the only
unpredictable part of the film was a
big, cute dog who appears for a little
variety.
Dooley decides it would be a
mighty fine idea to score one of those
drug-sniffin’ hounds to aid in his
quest. So he gets the dad from
“Married, With Children’’ to loan
him Jerry Lee, the renegade of the K
9 patrol. The result is a dynamic
battle of the wills between Bclushi
and his moist-nosed co-star.
BT: I want to know if Jerry Lee is
really one of those drug-sniffing
dogs. From what I know, these so
called drug dogs arc addicted to co
caine or something. The poor dogs
must go cold turkey for a while, then
they’re let loose to score a fix, in the
line of duty, of course. Basically,
Mark, we’re talking about a junkie
puppy here.
MH: Sounds like a case for People
for the Ethical Treatment of Animals
to me. I wouldn’t doubt that ol’ Jerry
Lee was on something. You know
what Hollywood can do to young,
hopeful stars: a signed contract, a
handshake and a snort.
BT: Jerry Lee has some seemingly
amazing powers, like the ability to
drink out of a straw, hurl himself
sideways through the air, and under
stand English, which is good, consid
ering 90 percent of the lines in the
film arc delivered directly to the dog.
MH: What’s even more interest
ing is that Jerry Lee could answer! He
barked, whimpered, and growled
almost as convincingly as Linda Blair
in “The Exorcist.” But tell me one
thing, Becky - did this movie make
you laugh even once?
BT: Only because the audience
was laughing. Hopefully, every
single one of them was stressed from
finals. There’s really no other excuse.
MH: I agree. The best example
was the woman in front of me who
said “awww,” cooed, or laughed
hysterically every time Jerry Lee
appeared on screen. Was that neces
sary? The humor was forced -- there
were at least five knec-to-thc-groin
gags. But “K-9” had a lot of faults
other than just the lamc-o script. The
cinematography was dark, cluttered
and just plain ugly. The camera work
was the worst, simple focusing
seemed to be an Herculean task.
Action scenes were denoted by pan
ning the camera wildly from side to
side — I started to feel like I was on the
Tilt-a-Whirl.
BT: I felt like I was at home in
front of my VCR. Every mildly inter
esting scene was stolen from another
film. Dooley’s character was a com
plete “Beverly Hills Cop” rip-off,
puppy love was taken to an extreme
in a clip stolen from “Secret of my
Success,” and a “Rain Man” scene
was cloned right down to the inclu
sion of “Iko Iko.”
MH: If dogs rolling around in the
grass to James Brown’s “I Feel
Good” is the kind of thing that sends
you into spasms of laughter, then “K
9” is right up your twisted alley.
Otherwise, have some self-respect
and slay far, far away from this flea
bitten mult.
Study of finals week ordeal
prompts eight laws of advice
ly Mark Lage
cnior Rcpoiier
This is my sixth trip through the
cad wcck/finals week ordeal, and
vc probably spent more time study
*g the phenomenon itself than I have
Ludying for classes. So let’s take a
>ok at the results of my studies in the
>rm of my Eight Laws of Finals
/cck.
L Finals arc never as hard as you
•ink they’re going to be.
This may be hard for some to be*
eve, but it’s true. College professors
c smart, and they have pretty much
I learned the same tiling — in order
1 get the average college student to
) what you want him to do, you have
tell him to do a lot more. This law
applies to term papers (12 pages
cans eight pages, etc.).
2. Everyone does better on their
ttls than they think they did.
AH students arc horribly de*
essed when walking out of a final,
though fully aware that Law # 1 has
cn in effect, they still feel as if they
ve done horribly. .You will all be
especially annoyed by smart students
who bemoan their finals perform
ances, only to learn later that they got
A’s on all of them.
3.10 cent coffee is not a good deal.
For the serious coffee drinker,
anyway.
If you only want one cup, then 10
cents is great. But suppose you drink
about eight cups a day. You can go to
Burger King and gel free refills all
day long for 58 cents. But there arc no
refills on 10 cent finals week coffee,
so eight cups will cost you 80 cents
this week.
4. All professors accept late pa
pers. . . .
Don’t listen to what they say their
policy is, just show up with your late
paper completed, and try to look pa
thetic. No professor has the heart to
turn away a completed paper.
Finals week is the time of glory for
the true procrastinator. The true pro
crastinator will spend incredibly
large amounts of time not studying,
arrive upon the verge of a nervous
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Haymarket attractions include
shops, restaurants, art gallery
By William Rudolph
Staff Reporter
Sometimes the best thing to do to
combat finals week tension is to tem
porarily gel out of the stressful situ
ation.
Lincoln’s historic Haymarket Dis
trict offers a relaxing escape from
end-of-semester stress.
Located close to campus, the Hay
market technically lies in the area
bounded by 7lh and 9th streets, and O
and R streets, said Lou Shields, pro
gram consultant for the Haymarket
The eight-block district takes its
name from the plot of land that today
serves as parking for Old City Hall. In
the 19th century, farmers gathered on
the 10th Street area to sell hay.
Beginning in 1985, the non-profit
Lincoln Haymarket Development
Corporation linked itself with the
National Mainstreet Program to en
hance the former warehouse and fac
tory district.
This eight-block area of 34 differ
ent buildings includes 108 busi
nesses; 46 arc retail stores.
Besides its tum-of-the-ccntury
charm, a calm atmosphere makes the
Haymarket unique, Shields said.
“People enjoy coming down here
because it’s a very relaxed atmos
phere,” Shields said. She mentioned
that the nature of the businesses and
specialty shops themselves contribute
to leisurely activity.
For students needing to nourish the
body as well as the mind, the Hay
market offers a wealth of dining
choices. From the quiet pleasures of
gourmet coffee and tea at the Mill,
800 P St., to the sporting atmosphere
of R.P. Myre’s Sports Page Restau
rant and Lounge, 813 Q St., students
can relax with friends. A taste of the
exotic beckons with authentic Indian
cuisine at the Indian Oven, 201 N. 8th
Sl
Students finished with finals can
celebrate their freedom at Mingles,
826 P St., Oscar’s Tavern, 8lh and O
streets or at Barry’s Bar and Grill,
235 N. 9th St., among other entcr
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