Receive Weekly Email and Text Message Updates:
Sign up for latest info on concerts, dining, promotions and more!
Go!

Most Popular

  • Getting Off
    Attorney Tyler Flood says he wins 80 percent of his clients' DWI trials, even if they were 100 percent drunk as a skunk.
  • City of Coffee
    Is Houston about to become America's coffee capital?
  • Looking for a Bull Market
    Killen's Steakhouse in suburban Pearland is probably best during boom times.
  • BBQ Buffet
    Korea Garden Grille offers a stellar selection of barbecue items in unlimited quantities — and new and interesting ways to eat them.
  • Enough About Mi
    Is the authentic little Vietnamese noodle shop Banh Cuon Hoa #2 too adventurous for your tastes?
Most Popular sponsored by

National Features >

  • City Pages

    Michele Bachmann, Unmuzzled

    You don't need to read Sarah Palin's book to hear the ravings of a mad woman.

    By Matt Snyders

  • Miami New Times

    Pimp Daddy

    The rise and fall of a chubby sex-cult leader.

    By Natalie O'Neill

  • Riverfront Times

    Babe 'n' Arms

    Tom was a hot-tempered cross-dresser with a garage full of guns--and then he became Rachel.

    By Nicholas Phillips

Face Time

Share

  • rss

By Troy Schulze

Published on May 25, 2006

We get them in the mail every week: little blue cards displaying the faces of lost children. But do we ever really look at them? If you live in an apartment building, a stack of lost kids accumulates next to the mailbox until someone takes it upon themselves to trash the poor things. But artist Ann Trask decided to adopt. Her exhibition "All Around the Neighborhood," presented jointly through Neighborhood Center Inc. and the Houston Center for Contemporary Craft, cleverly employs the discards as well as pictures off milk cartons to stitch together garments — children's clothes. Thread patterns seem to suggest the image of a map, over which the faces of missing children hover like ghosts. The effect is both threatening and sweet. The viewer is smacked with an awareness of danger, while Trask's memorializing is somewhat comforting. And imagine if a kid were actually found as a result. While that may not have been part of Trask's conception, it could encourage us to spend a few more seconds at the mailbox.
May 28-June 26