Cowboy art in most galleries: a man and his steed; a man and his steed resting by a stream; a man and his steed looking upon the prairie. Bo-ring.
Cowboy art in the Cow Poked exhibit, which clowns that crap outta traditional Western art: a tub-of-lard cowboy kid riding away from McDonalds on a scooter; a warped rendering of Johnny Cashs one-fingered salute; and a hick -- fresh off a canned-piss-quality-brewski bender -- who looks like hes getting off on a campfire. So good right now.
The exhibit continues with a Third Friday reception at Pravus, located in a new and spaciously awesome gallery at 501 East Roosevelt Street.