Posted in neighborhood on February 28, 2023| 4 Comments »
The owners of this house collect cars. The house has a six-car garage. There’s also a standalone garage which houses two additional cars. There are usually two cars in the driveway and the two most used cars are parked on the street. All of the cars in the garages are high-dollar classic cars. The most recent acquisition, a three-wheel BMW, is now parked on the front porch. Given the scale of the house, it almost looks like the kids left their toy on the porch.
Posted in art on February 19, 2023| 3 Comments »
A few of my favorites from recent gallery tours.
Kelton Osborne, Feelings, Not Thoughts, 58 x 63, acrylic and latex on canvas, 58 x 63, Michael Warren Contemporary Art.
Mark Andrew Farrell, Psychosis, 48 x 60, oil paint on canvas, Edge Gallery.
Jared Hankins, The Grand, oil on panel, 42 x 42, Space Gallery.
Kristina Davies and Branon Espinosa collaboration, Unraveled in Snow, acrylic and graphite on canvas, 62 x 52, Bitfactory Gallery.
Chris Hudson, HsH Polaroid, mixed media on Gessoboard, 24 x 18 x 2, Core Art Space.
Posted in my life on February 17, 2023| 3 Comments »
In recent weeks, my life has been defined by lunch and dinner engagements. Not one of them being a date with a guy. My time in Santa Fe revolved around intimate meals with friends at the usual Santa Fe haunts. Breakfast at Counter Culture, lunch over margaritas at La Choza, dinners at Gabriel’s and Midtown Bistro. I had dinner with friends in Boulder on Monday night and lunch with Double A on Tuesday at the Bagel Deli. I’m having dinner next week with a former neighbor and friend.
I’ve also been reading my neighbor’s new book. It’s a historical-fiction tale centering around the early teen years of Mozart’s life. He asked me for feedback before it’s published. We’ll meet next week to review my suggestions. Cindi has also written a book and has been agonizing over edits. She has two publishers who have expressed preliminary interest in her book. I’ll probably also provide feedback on her book.
Some things remain constant such as the gym and working in the garden. Gardening has been challenging since we’re having above average snowfall this winter. It’s Friday so I’ll be hitting the gallery openings with JP tonight.
Posted in friends, my life on February 9, 2023| 3 Comments »
After spending almost a week in Santa Fe for P’s celebration of life, I returned home to news of Mister G’s death. G had been in declining death for a number of years and I knew the end of was near before I left for Santa Fe.
I met G at a neighbor’s summer garden party about ten years ago. He was about to turn 70. He didn’t come out until his children were married. G was from one of the Denver old-money families. He knew all the local oil heiresses and their secrets. G was often the plus one at black-tie events for the divorced heiresses. He was always entertaining. At parties, one could always find G siting in chair with two fingers of Scotch neat in a tumbler holding court. He was a master at storytelling and his tales were always most interesting. That was part of his charm.
G will be missed. I’ll be meeting up with Sheila and Tom to have a final toast to G. Top-shelf Scotch neat will be enjoyed.
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