Sister Louisa was a nun in a convent near Baron Rouge, Louisiana. She left in disgrace; having fallen in love with “luscious” Lamar Thibideau, the convent’s janitor, in June, 1978. “Luscious” liberates various items of trash for Sister Louisa to transform into art. Sister Louisa wants you to know that even though she has fallen from “The Church Proper” down into her studio outside of her airstream trailer, she is no less connected to God, maybe even more. Sister Louisa says “God Bless You” to all who see her art and feel the power of God’s true love.
Grant Henry Grant Henry, aka Sister Louisa, aka The Happiest Man Alive grew up the middle child of Educators in THA South! Following the traditional path of Education and meeting all expectations of others, he received his Bachelor’s Degree in Business with a focus on Hospitality, After marriage and parenthood, he received a Master’s in Education followed by pursuance of a Master’s in Divinity, Pastoral Care (when he got ants in his pants, and bored in life.) Marriage, children, & the fact that life is too short… catapulted him into saying “fuck it” and start expressing himself authentically, and artistically. “Sister Louisa” was born out of a need for Grant to process his thoughts of Religion, Politics, and Sexuality, having grown up in the proper South. “She” realized that art is not neccesarily pretty, it is more about the liberation & preservation of soul, making it visible for contemplation & lubrication for us to evolve. CHURCH is an outer expression of Grant’s inner fuck-up-ness.
Brother Dick fell in love with Sister Louisa when he was eight years old. She had travelled to see his mama on a pass- through on her way to J-ville back in 1973. He always thought she’d put a curse on him, about all that art anyway. He had dreams of The Three Kings since that time, and it made a fever in him. Elvis, mostly.
Britt Dance, music, hula hooping, laughter, Taoism, Radical Compassion, tarot, consciousness, mortality, day/ sweet/ lucid dreams, guitar, travels, singing, craziness, yoga, magic, spanish, hindi, queer, moleskine planners, philosophy, coconut oil, eye contact, impromptu, new orleans, sincerity, present mindedness, absent mindedness, love addict, moon, recovering love addict, diving, sailing, all things free, loving kindness, mania, soul, self guilt, ex evangelical christian, ex radical atheist, ex wife, many a ex girlfriend, real talk, grounded, bartender, middle path, stumbling, and humbling.
Mr. Ed I have no idea what to say.Maybe I have worked in bars for a long time and have never worked anywhere like CHURCH. Or I’m not as big of a dick as people think I am? Your call make some shit up if you want.
Kerri “…and if you don’t like hank williams, buddy, you can kiss my ass.”
Jon Raised by wolves, Jon stumbled into CHURCH one night during Snowpocalypse 2011. Separated from his pack in the chaos of the storm, frozen and naked he trudged through the snow toward the only light he saw: a giant, neon wiener. Sister Louisa took him in and taught him to make drinks, transforming the once feral boy into a somewhat marginal bartender who hardly ever eats parishioners.
Andrea “For those who believe in God, most of the big questions are answered. But for those of us who can’t readily accept the God formula, the big answers don’t remain stone-written. We adjust to new conditions and discoveries. We are pliable. Love need not be a command nor faith a dictum. I am my own god. We are here to unlearn the teachings of the church, state, and our educational system. We are here to drink beer. We are here to kill war. We are here to laugh at the odds and live our lives so well that Death will tremble to take us.”
― Charles Bukowski
TT was raised by traveling Church of God missionaries, and began playing the piano in church as soon as he could reach it. As this itinerant lifestyle didn’t really support much in the way of formal education, books from relatives and Goodwills, plus the conversation of the crazyquilt of Americans he came across, sufficed. Now he draws his own conclusions, and invites you to do the sa
Sam This is the first and last fully-semi functional, all analog, all digital, quadro-bipedal, mechoman currently tasked with pouring various flammable liquids into 8 – 16 ounce glass containers. While still incapable of processing verbal cues, it has as many as 7 pre-recorded responses that can be randomly played-back with a sequiter rate of 37%. To prevent escape and the inevitable massacre that would follow, it is melted down and demagnetized nightly after close.
Paul “Thus, strangely are our souls constructed, and by such slight ligaments are we bound to prosperity or ruin.” -Mary Shelly
Georgia Edith Henry Grant’s Little Six Million Dollar Cock-or-Pooh.
Rescued from a failed marriage of her primary humans, suffered much for love, fell from a moving vehicle and broke her femur only to jump on a bed and re-break it a week later.
Her name should be Liquor Licen$e.
She is Bionic and comes to CHURCH at 3:00 a.m. to lick/bark the parishioners out the door.
It’s All About Love
A tribute to people that have helped CHURCH blossom.
Joe Stewardson Joe is like the Eveready Battery Guy, he keeps on giving. Joe, equally unselfishly, helps me shoot the hamster in my head when whips out his pistol and shoots the fear in the face. Joe’s answer is always, “Sure, you can do that”.
Mike Johnson Mike is the the reason that CHURCH is as tight as it is. Mike’s creative, technical, & spontaneous spirit is a perfect complement to Grant’s big picture variety of creativity. CHURCH was literally channeled through both Grant & Mike during the 3 month buildout, 7 days a week, 16 hours a day. Eternal love and thankfulness.
Michael Benoit Michael believed in Grant & in Sister Louisa more than he/she believed in him/herself. Unselfish support and continued consultation is the game Michael plays. Thank You. Check out his restaurants; both Vortexes and The Bone Garden Cantina. Dee-damn-licious & Way Cool!
Sister Louisa’s CHURCH of The Living Room & Ping Pong Emporium is an Art Gallery that sells Alcohol & Sister Louisa Art. Known informally as CHURCH, it’s a non-smoking bar indoors (Smoking Outside) which dares to choose to not have televisions, nor internet. By eliminating smoking, televisions, and internet, “Parishioners” as the locals are called, choose to engage in conversation and other community building activities. Monday Night is a World Class Ping Pong Tournament in which Sister Louisa “herself” will kick your ass in Ping Pong. Tuesday Nights feature Madam Butterfly, our own tarot card reader; Tuesday Tarot Girl. Wednesday night is Church Organ Karaoke. Get this: Real Church Organ, Live Church Organist, a Primitive Pulpit, and Assloads of Choir Robes for your pleasure. Thursday through Sunday are reserved for our Parishioners to enjoy our upstairs Living Room, Dining Rooms, and Dart Room. Ignorant Fun Times!
Established in 2010
Sister Louisa has been doing “her” art since 1996. She sold her art through her own art shows and she complimented her income by bartending at a bar in Atlanta, being voted multiple times as “Atlanta’s Best Bartender” through local alternative magazines, newspapers, and blogs. Sister Louisa’s alter ego, Grant Henry, was a regular character in best selling author, Hollis Gilllespie’s, columns during the last 15 years. Grant left his bartending gig to open his own bar, to combine his education and experience in the bar business in 2010. He searched for the perfect location (jammed tightly between Our Lady of Lourdes Catholic Church and The Martin Luther King Center) to open his bar: Sister Louisa’s CHURCH of The Living Room & Ping Pong Emporium…Come On In, Precious!