How about this: Like a phoenix rising from the heat of August, in September the Miami artwalk reinvents itself, and learns to fly anew. Ok, really the season more officially starts in October, and I got out of the house late and missed all the galleries around Snitzer, but all evidence indicated that Miami’s art scene really is becoming something. Here’s a spraycan-lid barfing skull by graffiti crew TYPOE at Spinello. Can you smell it? Stinks like Basel, baby. Basel.

My art walk pictures will probably BORE you. But I don’t care. I’m sharing them anyway. Usually I bitch and moan about the heat and the people and the texting and the phone calling and the “where are you“ing, but this month was a delight, even though I had one wicked hangover with which to contend.

There were a few unexpected treats. At the Snitzer, the treat was expected, but especially delicious. Boy, Oh Boy is a show is about a boys, one of my favorite subjects. It included a photograph by the recently deceased Dash Snow and a painting by local favorite Hernan Bas, both you must go to see, since I didn’t post images here. It was hard to choose my preferred works. It was reaaaally hard (har har – get it, you know, the image there? Below?). This collage is by Alex Flemming and was part of a series of phalluses drawn or painted on photographs.

These really rule my world.

In which our heroes overcome heat, humidity, camera failure, and lots and lots of artistic mediocrity to bring you a few examples of worthwhile work during the first Summer arthop of 2010.

You expect declines in the quality of art at Miami artwalks as Summer approaches, and while the story last time was how that decline was slow in coming, well, what a difference a month makes.