Archive for July, 2019

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.

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The Trail Has Gone Cold

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.

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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.

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Too Old for P-town?

I was talking to Morgan about vacationing in P-town next year. I thought getting a group of guys together for a week on the cape would be a lot of fun. I’ve always enjoyed my trips to P-town. Morgan informed me that I’m too old for P-town. Nobody will want to hook up with me. He suggested a week in Palm Springs where I’ll be younger than most of men and will have no trouble getting male attention.

Am I really too old for P-town? Does a vacation with gay men have to be about who can hook up with the most guys in a week?

I wanted to plan a beach vacation. Relaxing mornings over a leisurely breakfast. Making lunches for the beach. Spending the day reading and taking in the sights on the beach. Afternoon cocktails followed by fixing dinner or dinning out on the town. Strolling through town after dinner with a stop at the Portuguese Bakery. I didn’t want to plan a trip whose sole purpose is to hook up with as many guys as possible. I think that would set an expectation which could lead to disappointment. Not that finding a holiday husband is bad idea. It just shouldn’t be the sole purpose of a vacation.

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Feeding My Addiction

Yesterday afternoon I stopped in to see the show at Michael Warren Contemporary as it was the last day. While I was there, a truck arrived with a load of art from Taos for new exhibit which opens this week. The current exhibit was a group show pulled from their inventory which depicted how to group and hang art from various artists in a residence. There were a number of pieces I loved but most were out of my price range. I picked up a piece by Meghan Wilbur which I liked and was reasonably priced. Her work has been on my wish list ever since I discovered her. The addiction has been fed once again.

Meghan Wilbar, Cloud Stamps from the Rio Grande, oil on wood panel, 18 x 16.

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40 Years

I attended the 40th Anniversary show at Spark Gallery last night. Started in 1979, Spark is Denver’s oldest cooperative gallery. The gallery was started by a group of recently graduated art students who had no place to exhibit their work. The students started their own gallery and created a new art scene in Denver. Spark was soon followed by Pirate Contemporary Art, Core New Art Space and EDGE Gallery. Many of the Spark members have gone on to have very successful art careers. Many have been picked up by high-end commercial galleries. Some members have had museum retrospectives of their work. The original members had that pioneering spirit that help settle the western United States only they created an art community in an urban environment. The Spark legend will live on as the gallery just signed a new five-year lease on their space in the Santa Fe Arts District. Congratulations on a job well done.

Rob Gratiot, Capitol Bar, Denver, acrylic on canvas, $17,500.

Patricia Aaron, Spring 4 a.m. Iceland, encaustic wax and mixed media on panel, $4,000.

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The Perfect Couple?

Mrs. L texted some unfortunate news yesterday. At least, I think it was unfortunate news. The artist, who hosted the summer party last Saturday, left his girlfriend for another woman. The girlfriend, who is a lovely and charming woman, came home from work only to discover the artist moved out of her house. There was no hint of household unrest at the party. I thought they were the perfect couple but I guess I’m not a good judge of perfect couples. And there probably is no such thing as the perfect couple. I’m wondering if the artist moved in with the other woman. I’ll have to hit a few galleries tonight to see if it’s the talk of the town.

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Driving Me Crazy

At the end of the day, it is what it is. Is anyone else beyond tired of people using these phrases? It drives me crazy when I see a person use these phrases in an interview. I don’t know they became so commonplace. I would love to ban these phrases from use.

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I took the photographer to a summer backyard party hosted by an artist and his girlfriend who are fixtures on the local art scene. The photographer knew the host as they have both taught art at local colleges. The photographer also knew many of the artists at the party. There were many reunion conversations as the photographer has strayed from the social art scene. A jazz ensemble played while guests socialized and dined on the buffet. It was a most enjoyable evening.

The photographer had two of his black and white photographs with him when he arrived at my house. Both were very beautiful homoerotic images of nude men. We spent the next hour looking at the art in my house, including my wall of shame, which are pieces hanging in the basement stairwell that have fallen out of favor. When we returned to my house after the party, he asked which of his photographs I liked best. The photographer gave the photograph to me. I was honored but a little reluctant to accept the gift.

Is it too soon for gifts? The cost of the photograph is next to nothing but it’s a high value gift given his photographs start in the high hundreds of dollars and reach into the thousands. Giving a gift of high value on second date seems a little too soon. If it was a jar of homemade strawberry jam I wouldn’t think twice about it.

Perhaps I’m overthinking it. I have a history of men giving me gifts over the years. Although, most of those gifts were given when I much younger. My first boyfriend gave me a Gucci belt after dating a month. One man, who was the only “daddy” I dated, gave me a Tiffany key ring with my initials engraved on it, which I still use. The following week it was a Steuben hand cooler. A month later he bought himself a Porsche for his birthday, which, he gave to me a week later to drive. I had if for a few days and returned it to him, as he was more into me, than I was into him. What’s a simple unframed black and white photograph?

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This is Me

Can anyone else relate to this?

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