It’s His Loss

Men may disappoint me but art never will.

Coffee guy suggested getting together on Friday night to check out the art gallery openings. We texted on Wednesday and it was a go. I was to pick him up at six. I planned a gallery tour that would highlight the best galleries on Navajo Street, Santa Fe Street and in RiNo.

Coffee guy texted at little after noon asking if we could meet at six-thirty. At four he texted asking to push it back to seven. I was a few blocks from his house when he texted asking if he could push it to seven-thirty. It seems he met a friend for dinner downtown and was running late. I told him no and headed to the galleries on Navajo. He sent another text asking me to meet him downtown as I was leaving Navajo. I declined the offer and headed to Santa Fe to check out the opening at Vertigo, my friend Kara’s gallery. Kara is a visionary who curates magnificent trend-setting shows. I had a great chat with Kara before heading down the street to check out the offerings at Spark and Core. I was running late when I left Core and Spark so I skipped a number of galleries to see the new show at Point. Point was showing new works by David Menard which were mostly show-stopping beautiful cityscapes. Paintings by Michael Dowling were hanging in the back room. Michael remembered me from his opening so he introduced me to guys who own the gallery. We chatted briefly before I headed to the opening at Space Gallery which would be the last stop for the night. Space was packed with a young party crowd. The DJ had the party hopping. The mostly large scale paintings were from the Furtherrr Collective.

I was growing weary so I headed to the car in the light rain that started falling while I was in Space. Kara texted me with an invitation to her after-opening party at the Four Seasons while coffee guy texted asking me to join him at a wine bar on 17th Street. I told coffee guy I was headed to Kara’s party while I told Kara I was headed home. I’d been up since five-thirty so it was time to head home.

Coffee guy was a disappointment but it’s his loss. I don’t need an inconsiderate man in my life. If you want to spend time with me don’t double book yourself. I’m not going to allow myself to be treated that way.

I saw some beautiful art and had a stimulating conversation with Kara. Kara invited me to her new house to see her private collection and help hang paintings. I probably had more fun by myself than I would have with coffee guy.

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