The portrait of the Beastie Boys painted on three vinyl long-players looks iconic hanging above the bins at Earshot record store in Winston- Salem, especially in the wake of Adam Yauch’s death.

It`s hard to fully appreciate how much work goes into each print Ben Saperstein makes without witnessing the process. Operating a lever with one hand and a pedal with his foot, Saperstein was standing poised to snatch a greeting card out of the press with his other hand.

The books share the space at Elsewhere with the rest of Sylvia’s collection, an incredible hodgepodge of clothing, musical instruments, toys, appliances, gadgetry and assorted gear and whatnottery that made up the inventory of her thrift store that existed in this space until her death in 1997.

“A lot of street art is a product of the industrial revolution,” Chris Oh said while sharing an early-after- noon meal at Biscuitville with his cohorts from the Primary Flight art group. “It sprung up in New York and Philadelphia in these areas where you had a lot of factories and railroads.

Kevin Kern, director of public relations for Elvis Presley’s Graceland, is standing in the hallway of YES! Weekly’s Greensboro office at 9:30 a.m. with Archives Manager Danielle Forbes at his side. She’s pulling a wheeled luggage case behind her. It’s not exactly the Memphis Mafia, but a tour all the same.

The sunlit front room of the Interactive Resource Center on East Washington Street in Greensboro felt like Grand Central Station on a recent Friday afternoon with people coming in to take care of laundry, a newspaper staff meeting convening and...

“Millie was the first person to show [my work],” says Harris, who grew up in Statesville under the influence of an art-teacher mother. “I fell in love with [Winston-Salem]. I moved to the city because of the art scene. I love the city and love the people.

And then it was on. To get here the finalists had survived semi-finals earlier in the day at the nearby downtown library and the Greensboro Cultural Arts Center. Out of 31 contestants representing their school districts, they had been winnowed down to these nine.

The post-World War II milieu of Snelling’s imagination is an altogether more insecure place fraught with betrayal, seemingly on the verge of violent explosion and animated by desperate social striving. And it’s a parched and gritty landscape seething with instability, not the patrician East of strictly defined class relationships that Hanes knew.

"Aunt Jemima represents hell and purgatory," Fulton Ross explained in an interview. "She gets me through hell. She can't reach paradise. She's a figure of the imagination of the white illustrator. She never really existed. To most black women, she is a disparaging figure and has been for a hundred years.

“Just give me a beer drip,” Newman responded. The gallery had the look of a landscaping job site, which it was in a way. John Long, who works with Newman, had laid a serpentine retaining wall from natural fi eldstone that contained a dwarf white pine in the window display case.

He apologized to guests and asked a friend to set them up with mimosas — champagne and their choice of orange or grapefruit juices. Grey Pascal, who described himself as an “obsessivecompulsive sculptor,” was in town from Wilmington for the reception. Pascal also writes short stories and philosophical treatises, and shoots photography.

Ming Doyle sat behind a long table near the front of Acme Comics on Lawndale Drive in Greensboro, slowly sketching one of the fans, who was standing in a line snaking through the store, as Bat Woman holding a bouquet.

Her sights had been set on a framed Ansel Adams photography poster, but hadn’t moved fast enough. She watched a man from Clemmons admire it, and later confirmed he had taken it. But this! Here was something tangibly connected with her family’s past.

“Ten to 30 percent of these large sheets were waste, and it was beautiful, beautiful material,” Boggs said. “I found a way to reshape and reinvent this material to create objects that responded to its size and shape.”

The women are cast in a warm glow, vessels of dignity and courage — either ancient or timeless, depending on one’s angle of view. They are flawed beings each in their own way, but blessed protagonists in God’s drama.

Jeff Taylor describes his artistic style as that of a kid with attention deficit disorder. In college, Taylor’s art professors would implore him to focus on a single theme and develop a series of sculptures based on a common thread.

“In other words I was broke,” Johnston said, laughing. “While I was waiting to get into the nursing program, I started grabbing random items from furniture to décor to anything I could make something out of and repurposing, using mixed media, and it started to sell.

Kelly de Silva pointed out one of her recent expressionist paintings — a work entitled “Compass” — hanging in her workspace housed inside Artmongerz Gallery as a perfect example of how she utilizes personal life experiences as inspiration for her artwork.

Authoring Action artistic director Nathan Ross Freeman conducted the collaborative sessions in which the community manifesto was created. Freeman credited the students with finding their individual voices and then blending them together to express the hopes, dreams and aspirations of an entire city.