WORD Presents: Mary Wept Over the Feet of Jesus with Chester Brown April 26 at 7 p.m. at Housing Works Bookstore Cafe, 126 Crosby Street
Comics, prostitution and the Bible. What better combination? Cartoonist Chester Brown is known for his 2011 graphic novel, Paying for It: A Comic-Strip Memoir About Being a John. Now he returns with Mary Wept over the Feet of Jesus, a controversial look at biblical women and representations of prostitution, from Bathsheba to the Virgin Mary. By re-examining the Bible’s moral code in comic strip format, it’s bound to raise some eyebrows. Brown will be joined by Dr. Melissa Ditmore (Encyclopedia of Prostitution and Sex Work) and Ceyenne Doroshow (Cooking In Heels).
The ink has barely dried on the special election for Sheldon Silver’s 65th district state assembly seat and we’re already sprinting towards the general primary in September. Less than a week after Alice Cancel won a controversial election for the seat, Jenifer Rajkumar, a Democratic district leader in the financial district, officially threw her hat in the ring and announced her campaign for the position.
This is the first Passover in 90 years without Streit’s Matzo in operation on Rivington Street. So what do you do if you get hungry after seeing the new documentary and art exhibit dedicated to the bygone Lower East Side matzo factory? Don’t get tsuris. The Museum at Eldridge Street is offering a taste of the old neighborhood via its Passover-week “Matzo Tours.”
Unless you’re one of the lucky few who rememeber “random encounters with Prince” while nightclubbing in the East Village in the early ’80s, then you’d probably give your raspberry beret to have met the man. Rich Russo had the opportunity to do just that, back in the East Village of the ’90s–though it didn’t turn out very well.
What do you think of when you hear the name “Frida Kahlo?” Her lush, Tehuantepec-inspired dresses? Her flowered headdresses? Her unmistakeable unibrow? These days, one of the most iconoclastic and eccentric artists of her time is often reduced to a mass-produced fashion icon. With all the Halloween costumes and kitschy Frida-printed magnets, bags etc, she’s surely one of the most recognizable Mexican figures in the world–and the most commodified. (Though those El Chapo t-shirts could change that.)
The city is awash in purple as New Yorkers mourn the death of yet another music legend this year. Last night, cries of “Purple Rain” and “Little Red Corvette” reverberated around our neighborhoods as people danced into the wee hours.
In 2013 Mayor Bill De Blasio was voted into office with pledges to reign in police violence and stop-and-frisk policing targeted at blacks and latinos. (Remember that emotional video about needing to have stop-and-frisk conversations with his son, Dante?) And since he took office, street-stops have continued on a downward trend–there were about 24,000 stops last year, a far cry from the peak of 685,000 in 2011 under Bloomberg.
In Japan, a tiny studio apartment is often known as a “rabbit hutch”–usually a cramped little space for young people to get a foothold in the big city. So when Chef Yoshiko Sakuma found a little nook for her first restaurant on a quiet stretch of Forsyth Street, the name stuck. Rabbit House, her 14-seat wine-and-sake bar, is a refuge and lab for her whimsical culinary experiments, drawing inspiration from around the world to create unexpected European tapas dishes dusted with Japanese moxie.
If you aren’t celebrating 4/20 right now, you’re probably still hashing out the winners and losers of New York’s Primary Day. Luckily for every election nerd, the New York Times threw together a nifty precinct-by-precinct data map. That means everyone can dissect the voting electorate practically on their own block (though, sadly, not very many people voted)–and speculate about the identity of that one miserable Trump voter living nearby.
Many were surprised to find that, despite the wave of Bernie media attention, he buckled under the quiet, pragmatic Hillary voters hiding in plain site. For the most part, HRC prevailed easily in Williamsburg and the Lower East Side. The East Village was as divided as we expected it to be, with Hillary faring better in Alphabet City than she did further west. Meanwhile Bernie won Greenpoint by a landslide, and there’s now a new dividing line in Bushwick (North Bushwick went to Bernie, South to Hillary).
It’s finally here: the day we’ll find out whether Hillbots or Bernie Bros prevail in New York. Don’t just admire #feelthebern street art or strut around in your pantsuit–get out there to the polls!
After you’re done casting your citizenly duty, you could head to a bar to watch the results roll in, or sit around the apartment refreshing your iPhone every five minutes. What we recommend, however, is to celebrate the finale of New York primary season by hightailing it over to The Debates: New York Primary Performance, presented by Theater in Asylum at The Kraine Theatre. Whether you’re a political junkie, a theater freak, or just kind of curious what all the fuss is about, the show is the perfect capsule of our surreal political culture.