Best Of Friday

I hit the galleries last night. I saw the good and the not so good. I ran into Mrs. L late in the evening. She looked stunning. She was touring the galleries with the woman who hosted that fun summer party. The hostess and I talked briefly about her boyfriend moving out of the house after the party. The edges are still raw as she teared up at one point. I gave her a big hug and let her know she is stronger than she may feel at this point.

Here are two of my favorite paintings I saw last night. The first by Caleb Hahne is at the powerhouse Rule Gallery, while the other, by emerging artist, Abby Gregg, is from Pirate Contemporay Art, one of the most cutting edge galleries in town.

Caleb Hahne, Rest, acrylic and oil pastel on canvas, 36 x 48.

Abby Gregg, Fluid Luster, acrylic and oil on canvas crapped panel.

The Good & The Bad

The CEO signed off on my contract and compensation package yesterday. I’ll have employment for the next year. That’s the good.

A friend was let go from her job yesterday. She’s been interviewing with another firm for a higher paying position so she was a bit relieved. The relief was followed by panic. She’s in the process of divorcing her husband, along with refinancing the marital home so she can pay off her husband. She will have to pay her husband monthly support payments for the next ten years. That’s the bad.

A Couple Of Bucks

There were three single men and one couple at dinner on Friday night. I was sitting between the couple who have been together for ten years. The man to my left asked for separate checks at the end of dinner. I thought it was odd that couple didn’t put their meals on one tab. The waitress processed the credit card payments at the table. I noticed the man to my right only tipped 15% on a $10 dinner bill. Granted the restaurant is not fine dining, but I thought it was reasonable to tip 20% on such a small bill. There was nothing wrong with the service provided by the waitress. I told the man on my left to leave a 20% tip but he wouldn’t. I was struck by how cheap the man on right was being. Seriously, there would only be a 50 cent difference between the two percentages. The man on my right retired 20 years ago. He has no financial issues. He spends most days watching the financial and precious metals markets along with making trades. One would think a person who was financially prosperous would want to help someone in a service industry position make a living wage. I just don’t get why he wouldn’t leave a bigger tip. I left a couple of bucks on the table when we left.

Out With The Guys

Last night I went with the guys to First Friday at the Santa Fe Arts District. The street was closed down for four blocks so it made for a much more enjoyable adventure. It was a lively scene with food trucks, live music, chalk drawings, street painting and an unbelievably interesting crowd. Afterwards we had a late dinner at Swing Thai. Here are my favorite paintings all from the current show at Space Gallery:

Nick Young, Balance, mixed media on panel, 36 x 36.

Judy Campbell, Samurai, acrylic and mixed media on canvas, 60 x 60.

Nick Young, After Hours, mixed media on panel, 66 x 52.

Two Months Left

I have two months left on my contract. My client wants to renew my contract but there’s the possibility of a leveraged buyout which could stall proceedings. Did this company not learn anything from the last LBO which resulted in a bankruptcy filing seven years later?

If my contract is not renewed I’ll have some decisions to make. I’m not keen on another job search but I’m not sure I want to retire. Do I want to stay in Denver? The last few weeks I’ve been searching online for homes for sale in Santa Fe. I’m not sure I want to move to a small city being a single gay man. What will dating be like in a town where many of the residents only live there part time?

All of these questions and decision will disappear with a new contract which may be the best thing for now. I’d like to ride this cash cow for a few more years. I’d rather quit working on my terms than having the decision made for me. We’ll see what happens.

It’s been over two weeks since I took the photographer to the summer party. Other than sending a thank you note for the photograph he gave me, there’s been no contact. I’ve waited to see if he would ask me out. The trail has gone cold.

Morgan thinks there’s too big of a social-economic difference between us. I find this odd given Morgan made the introductions and encouraged me to pursue the photographer. Morgan now says he had second thoughts about the match but decided to see how things would play out.

If anything, I have made an art pal who can hit the gallery openings with me.

A Call For Action

D’art, the newest local co-op art gallery, will have a sneak peek opening on August 1st. The grand opening will be on August 9th. The new gallery will also be open for First Friday. It’s amazing how quickly the artist formed the gallery, recruited members and organized an opening group show. It shows how determination and drive can produce results. It’s the same type of independent spirit that has kept Spark Gallery, the co-op in the space next door, going for 40 years. It’s similar to the pioneering spirit of the early settlers of the western United States. The artists have created a new venue out of nothing in a matter of weeks. A call for action has been issued. It’s time for the local art community to embrace and support this new co-op.