Valentina D.
Yelp
A magical place, somewhere to take a very special person you'd like to impress. The kind of place that keeps surprising you throughout your time there.
First, you're charmed by the art deco exterior of the tiny Unity Theater, with its celadon tiles cascading Aztec-style down the curved facade. Then, you're entranced when you enter the teeny tiny lobby, notice it's filled (most likely) by hipster people you wish you could know better. Beautifully printed postcards and programs for future events are placed on little tables (someone here owns a printing press) and a friendly person behind a little window (everything is small at this point) greets you and gives you your letterpress (!!) ticket.
Then, you're knocked out by the quality of the actual show being held there. The event I attended was pretty glorious and bizarre, the kind of soiree where you'd expect to spot Crispin Glover, or your ex from Boston who is now an internationally acclaimed writer (and about to be married to a lovely cult-movie indie star, grrrr). How can I even explain it...a lecture/slide show on Arctic Panoramas. Basically: in the late 19th century 3/4 or the world was obsessed, OBSESSED, with Arctic explorations and voyages. They were also obsessed with travelling panoramas, which were pretty much the IMAX theaters of the mid-to-late 19th century. They were so popular that special round theaters were built in which to display the often mile-long canvases on which were painted very life-like and dramatic scens from battles, famous historic events, and, in this case, over-wrought gothic depictions of icebergs, ships run aground in the ice, and the tombs of unfortunate and frozen explorers.
So...A and I got to go see Prof. Potter (yes! his real name, could it get any cooler?) ramble charmingly and eloquently about arctic travel, the panorama craze, and even channel some heroic explorers from that era. At one point he whipped the man-scrunchie off his pony tail and shook free his shiny brown hair to better get into the Byronic spirit of the thing. Yee-hah, professor boy! Nerdy, yet ever-so-sexay!
And then, after the perfectly timed talk and blessedly short Q&A period, we were all treated to a delicious meal replicating what would have been available to those hardy souls who braved the frigid northern tempoeratures in search of the North Pole. There was home made pemmican (meat and vegetarian), a delicous, smoky, subtle pea soup, various nuts and dried fruit, oatcakes, and whale blubber! I really, really loved the whale blubber. And even more I loved the hot rum drinks doled out by a cheerful Velaslavasay Panorama volunteer.
Oh did I mention? The Unity Theater actually IS a panorama building, and A and I were able to explore the absoloutely magical re-creation of an Arctic Panorama at the top of a little spiral staircase. It was like a scene from a dorky movie where the shy and awkward young stragely handsome geek (let's say, jake gyllenahall) surprises the beautiful, haunted, complicated model-type he loves (let's say, Keira Knightley) and quiet indie music plays as she gazes in wonder and then turns around and kisses him. Just like that.
And did I mention that I wanted to move into this place, and live here forever, making pemmican and hanging out with Crispin Glover wannabees? That I wanted to immediately leave behind my job, my rambling/shabby-gorgeous/charming/loveable apartment in FairHo and brave the wilds of West Adams? Cause that's the magic of the Velaslavasay Panorama, and I swear that you'll be enchanted too. Just go. Go.