ACOMA poetry by Courtenay Nearburg

Ah, Fat! by Manuel Gonzales
There is bad fat, and then, there is good...

Around the World in 80 Days: Teye and Viva Flamenco Take Root in Austin's Fertile Music Scene by Thomas Ackerman
It might seem strange that a rocker from Holland and an army brat from Comanche, Texas, came together to help bring Spanish flamenco to Austin.

Birth Pangs at Artplex by Christopher Keimling
Artist's Coalition of Austin had a gallery on Baylor Street, in a warehouse once used as a drop-off location for donations by the adjoining Goodwill store. As Marc Silva, an ACA member, recalls, "I used to open the back gate in the morning and find bags of shirts."

Deep in the Heart of Something by Manuel Gonzales
Something about Bill Frisell: he's got some crazy vision running through his head.

L.A. Poet Engages in Unprotected Poetry by Courtenay Nearburg
Los Angeles is the home of many a disgruntled poet. Many never escape the doldrums of obscurity, lost in the melee of starving artists and career waitrons. This is not the case for lgjaffe.

Movements Taps into Neglected Art Community by Lucy Shaw
the people who come want to be here because they want to witness art...there is a level of respect that goes on and it is inspiring for artists to have an attentive audience.
-- Kimberly Zawislak

Surfing for Art by Caroline Hicok
So you want to know what goes on behind closed doors, underneath the surface, behind the scenes?
-- Marc Silva

Up All Night by Harold McMillan
Oppressive discourse as a concept is a nice package.

Verities by Robert Kraft
I awoke at noon on a Tuesday to an antiseptic silence. My cat, whom, I swear, can hear my eyelids pop open from across the room, jumped onto the bed and nuzzled my listless hand. Silence. Peace. Something was wrong.