Day Nineteen

I’m juggling a lot of balls just now.

First and foremost is my up-coming show at The Verona Public Library.

Just yesterday,

I was informed that,

instead of it being a three month long solo exhibit in this incredibly beautiful building made for quiet contemplation in what is turning out to be my very supportive hometown, instead,

the show will now be four months in length:

September through December 2025

It will be in the history books.

Read my Montclair Project writings for reference.

I have done very well,

pretty much walked a charmed course with galleries,

in NYC,

and then chose to drop out.

There were two reasons why:

The first is that galleries do not care about the artist’s thought.

They are businesses, and they only want product.

The director of MB Modern,

who pretty much sold everything I gave him,

didn’t even like my titles.

He said they make the client think too much.

The second reason is that nobody spends any time looking at a painting in a gallery.

People just walk around in them and leave.

Great painting does not give up hardly anything at a glance.

You have to see it on repeated occasions:

different moods,

different weather,

in contemplative situations in which you have the time to sit around and space out.

For the average person,

their only experience with great painting is in museums where they might spend an hour or two viewing a thousand pieces of art.

That’s why this show will be in the history books.

Hometown will quickly become the cutting-edge way to go for artists everywhere.

I think that creative people (and we are all artists at heart) will take the lead to change the world from now.

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