Coming up…

Happy Thanksgiving to you, denizens of the Interwebs.  We’ve got two December events coming up, plus dance classes start soon, too.  BUT FIRST… two more photos from the 21st, taken by Seth of 1/fourth.

darkwave disco, at their finest/most inebriated.

we run this ship.

RIGHT! Events.

Our first First Friday is coming up December 4th, from 7pm-11pm.  If you were at our inaugural event, you probably saw a little bit of Ashlynn and Walker’s work hanging on the walls.  It wasn’t for sale then, but it will be starting First Friday.  There will also be MORE pieces from each of them, in addition to prints at low low prices.  We’ll also be hosting some fabulous vendors, including clothing from Alexia of Autopilot Art, and on-the-spot henna tattoos from Melanie Harryman.  We’ve got a little live music in the works, as well as a few other surprises.  Come by… check out the art… meet us for real (we won’t be running around stressed out all night, we promise).

Finally, if you’ll be sticking around Omaha for the holidays, you are cordially invited to join us at Axiom Art&Dance’s official Festivus party, December 23rd.  We’re still planning this one, but here’s what we’ll be featuring thus far…

+ legit Festivus pole

+ Airing of the Grievances booth, manned by Dustin, me, and our grievance-certified Festivus staff

+ Feats of Strength videogame battles projected in the dance studio

+ random gift donation – give something you don’t want, get something random in return… surprise!

+ holiday photo booth, with props and cheer, locked down by Mr. Chris Couse

+ live Autopilot Art screen printing, for those extreme last-minute gifts

+ inappropriate holiday cookies and other fun snacks

+ the ultimate Festivus miracle: a mysterious TBA show in the works for 9pm and beyond.

And that’s that.  Now go be thankful for your family and friends by filling yourselves with foods!  Today is the day to find out just how much StoveTop stuffing you can eat (my limit is 2/3 of one batch, and I felt really uncomfortable for about two hours after).

hello!

We exist!

That party was AMAZING.  For those not in attendance, our official Axiom photographer Mr. Chris Couse took a wonderful series of opening night photos, which can be found -HERE-… on our official Facebook group.  If you have not yet been converted into the Facebook cult (joooin ussss), here are a couple of my favorites…

alexia is amazing, yes?

funny, I never actually got one of these, either.

axiom art&dance <3's autopilot art

there are about a million of these… all equally awesome.

dave, of secret penguin, making something amazing.

surprise – it’s pretty difficult to get a clear shot of someone dancing.

dave’s art, all done. it’s part of the dance studio, now.

axiom art&dance <3's secret penguin

currently showing work, ashlynn elizabeth neve and walker dean plank

matt: VIP construction volunteer/security guard/intern

yeah, the wristbands thing didn’t quite work out. see end note.

On a side note, there was a little bit of mix-up when it came to the after party, especially regarding wristbands for gaining admittance into said after party.  I cannot stress enough that the after party was supposed to be a small friends-and-family type deal.  It was also supposed to be my 25th birthday party.  I don’t know how so many wristbands got handed out, but I heard the zombie apocalypse-style pounding on the front door when we didn’t let everyone with a wristband back in.  Here’s the deal – I’m sorry for the confusion.  I’m sorry if anyone got yelled at, shoved, or got excessively let down.  That was our bad, and it won’t happen again.  Next time, you’ll know you’re in, or you’ll know to go home.  I <3 all of you, and if you want to blame anyone for not being able to dance til 2:30AM, blame the city of Omaha and its absurdly early last call.

soon.

Ha… that’s funny.  That last post said we’d be open mid-October.  I can’t even keep track of how many lessons I’ve learned since starting this process, so – much like getting new checks for a bank account – I’m going to pick a randomly large number.

Business Lesson 1001: small business time is a lot like playa time; everything takes about ten times longer to accomplish than you think it will (or than it ought to, in a perfect world).  The only difference between playa time and small business time is that in the middle of the desert, the things, people, and institutions that come between first intention and final goal are ENTERTAINING.  Not to say trying to figure out which screwgun bit matches the square hole screws we bought on accident wasn’t at least a little bit fun.  Thanks again to Ryan for loaning us the 100 piece drill bit set.

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NEW GOOD THINGS!

The fabulous gentlemen of 1/fourth are working with us to produce our first party: November 21st. 9PM. $10.

–FEATURING–

Music :: Darkwave Disco (Chicago)

Performance :: Mr Fantastic – Robert Muraine (LA)

Art :: live custom screen printing by Alexia Thiele of Autopilot Art (Omaha)

It’s a private party, so be sure to RSVP to the event on Facebook or join our group to get on the guest list.

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We’re almost there. Bear with me… I’m skipping my birthday on the 10th to fully celebrate on the 21st.  It’s going to be one big grand opening holy crap I’m 25 FINALLY WE’RE OPEN let’s dance all night.  Really.  All night.  But that’s the “birthday party” part.  Shh.  You didn’t hear it from me.

our first week

Fun news: looks like we’ll be able to open the dance studio and the gallery by mid-October.  I guess it takes commercial building permits 6-8 weeks to process, so we’ll be building the studios later.  Ultimately, this is good, since it saves us some money that we can then redirect into nice floors for the dance studio.  And speaking of that wonderful little room, thank you thank you thank you to everyone that has come out to help us so far.  We love you, and you are all amazing.  We had no idea that room was going to be in that bad of shape, and it feels awesome driving home every night knowing our friends are helping us get it where it needs to be.

We’ve been lucky enough to have a photographer on hand during this process, so that the masses can take a peek at what we’ve been up to.  Keep in mind this part of our warehouse was built in the early 1930’s.  We have the yellowed newspapers to prove it.  The dance studio is our first priority, and we’ve found we’ll really have to destroy it before we can rebuild.  Hit the fancy ‘more’ tag  for a visual rundown of the dance studio’s deconstruction, courtesy of the fantastic Bill Wendl (who gets dibs on a set of the LINWELD sign letters, since LINWELD is an anagram of I WENDL).

SUCCESS!

This is what a $1700 key looks like.

Last Thursday, we signed the lease… got the keys on Friday, and went exploring on Saturday.  Here is a list of things that came with the warehouse, in the order that we found them:

One bum (outside).

One coffee pot, still in its box.

A heavy, extendable shower curtain rod.

A plunger.

An old, faux -wood paneled radio.

One dead bird.

One green dome shaped awning that says “LINWELD.”

One deflated blue kick ball.

A giant pile of generic corporate art, including a photo of a baby seal above the text “SAVE ME,” and three actual paintings (two of landscapes, one of a row of buddha statues at night).

Two cans of Dad’s Old Fashioned Root Beer, dusty but unopened.

One full set of plastic meat locker curtains.

Two poster board presentations that looked like they were made by children, one about frostbite, the other about heatstroke.

One creepy bonus basement under a trap door in the dance studio (I’m going to go ahead and call it the Murder Room).  Pretty standard horror movie fare – low ceiling, heinously dirty floor, shadowy hints of forgotten objects.  The stairs to the MR were rickety; one was broken.  My friend Chris took some preview photos of the space before anyone went down there, just to check for… y’know… all the scary stuff that could possibly be in a secret basement under a trap door.  When we determined the coast was clear, I decided to go for it.  After all, it’s technically MY bonus basement now.  I took a moment to remind my posse that they could follow me if they wanted, but the warehouse does not yet have insurance (I think I said that a lot over the course of the exploration).  Here is a sub-list of things we found after decending into the MR:

One disconnected 1970’s-era water fountain.

A pile of large, unlabeled buckets.  Some were sealed, full of liquid.

One orange garden hose.

One flimsy looking hard hat.

Several giant light bulbs, no packaging… just the bulbs, laying fully intact on top of a small pile of debris.

One toilet, disconnected but dirty (possibly used).

One sink, also disconnected.

Six outdoor lounge chairs.

One empty, crushed can of off-brand energy drink.

And last (but certainly not least), in the farthest, darkest corner of the room, one old wooden chair, slightly broken, with a perfect spider web stretching from the back rest to the seat.

That's it, to time out with you!

So there you have it.  While I was there, I did some other general observations on the state of the place (which were mostly good).  I have total confidence we can get it where we want it functionally… maybe even aesthetically, if we get creative.  I’m hosting a walk through for interested renters on Wednesday, September 2nd at 6pm.  If you’re planning to join me, those two cans of root beer are totally still good, and totally up for grabs.

wikipedia > business school

Today’s moment of thanks goes to everyone’s favorite series of tubes, the Interwebs; Wikipedia in particular, because today, I’m teaching myself accounting terms.  I’m trying to fill out our Nebraska Tax ID form, and honestly, it’s in a foreign language.  Axiom Art&Dance needs an accountant.

Also, I just realized there is a spam filter on this blog’s comment posts.  When I started futzing around with blogs in, oh, 2002, there was no such thing as comment spam.  WHAT IS THIS WORLD COMING TO?  There were four little spams caught in the filter when I logged in, so out of morbid curiosity, I took a peek at the content before I deleted the poor things – online pharmacy, random sports keywords, pop star gossip in poorly worded English, and sexy fun offers in even more poorly worded English.  Gracious.

Good Times

Finally… FINALLY… we are negotiating our lease.  If everything goes well, we’ll be starting remodeling sometime next month.

P.S. Triple-Net leases are the devil.

Hmm…

I think the Small Business Administration just hustled Dustin and me into taking $60 worth of start-up business classes.  We asked for help filing our trade name registration, federal and state tax IDs, and partnership papers… and were told we should just take some SBA-sponsored workshops.  See, we can’t get a bank account until we have more official documentation, so we were hoping to settle this matter, y’know, quickly.  The classes are in two weeks.  We’re going to ask Les & Tim of the Hot Shops for help ’til then.

Booo…

Like I said…

P.S.

On a somewhat unrelated note, I’m really digging this track right now.  It’s a lot slower than stuff I usually dance to, but I think it’s pretty fantastic.  If I still spun fire, I’d spin to this.

Lung // Afterlife

Boomshakalaka

After too many hours spent pricing things online, the start-up budget is now complete. I can’t imagine how much time this would have taken in the days before the internet. So, as an homage to the proliferation of information via the world wide web, I leave you with this…