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Casualty 1

A friend told me she’s closing her gallery. The gallery is a victim of the COVID economic collapse. Even though most business will be open in a month or two, art is a discretionary income purchase which means few people will probably be buying pricey art for a while. Rather than lose money until the economy recovers she decided to close her gallery. The gallery closing is the first casualty I’ve heard of so far. I’m sure there will be others to follow. I can’t say which gallery as the closing has not been announced publicly.

I was saddened by this news. The gallery has been a pillar of the local art scene. The gallery will be missed. Her roster of artists now have to find new representation which could prove to be challenging. I have very fond memories of the art openings, the artists I met there and the great times I had just hanging out at the gallery. I will always cherish the art I bought at the gallery. I will miss the gallery.

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Red tulips in a white vase in front of a Dale Mitchell monotype.
I cut these tulips on Saturday afternoon before the snow and freezing temperatures moved in. I also gave a big bouquet of tulips, daffodils and hyacinths to my neighbors, Tom and Sheila.

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Andy Warhol, Eggs, 1982.

Yesterday the high was in the 70’s. Today it’s 21 and snowing. Spring in Colorado is never boring.

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I’m posting a picture of flowers from my garden sitting on the nightstand in my bedroom on a Saturday night. Sitting at home on a Saturday night entertaining myself with Instagram, Tumbler, photography and music. Is this what my life has become? I’m not complaining, but rather, questioning the new reality of life which is mandated by protocols instituted to save lives.

I wasted away most of the morning even though my alarm went off at 7:30. I made blueberry pancakes which is a cheat meal for me. I usually have avocado toast, oatmeal or yogurt with fruit and a toasted muffin. I finally got cleaned up and dressed for the day around 11. After lunching on a tuna fish salad sandwich on multi-grain bread and a banana, I met Morgan, his husband and the architect for a walk around Sloan’s Lake. Morgan gave me a mask to wear as I didn’t have one. He saved me from looking like a bank robber in a blue handkerchief. It was a beautiful day. Only a few small clouds in the air. Before the walk, Morgan’s husband warned the architect and me not to discuss politics or the virus. There were a few slip ups along the way but we quickly steered the conversation away. After three miles we said farewells and headed home.

After dinning on angel hair pasta with pesto and shrimp (not 9/12s), and a little Netflix, I started listening to music from my high school years. Those years of my life were heavily influenced by progressive rock. Not wanting to sit in front of the TV all evening I decided to do some bodyweight exercises while reliving the music of my much younger years. Even though I miss my gym time, I found it difficult to commit to doing more exercise other than daily walks. One would think I could easily design a home workout routine given all the years of personal training I’ve paid for. I resurrected a few exercises I learned from the last trainer but found the routine was lacking the last time I ran through it. A few google searches produced what I needed. I worked out for almost 90 minutes tonight. I wonder how I’ll feel tomorrow.

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Or Else

You’d better be washing your hands or I’ll whip your butt.

Ellen von Unwerth photograph of Dominatrix Iris.

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Art Not Virus

Pirate Contemporary Art was the only stop on the art tour Friday night. All the other galleries cancelled their openings. As expected, the Pirate opening had a small crowd. Only four people where there when I arrived, which was late in the evening to avoid a potential crowd. Pirate debuted a new installation by Brian Cavanaugh and new works by Tim McKay. Brian’s installation is monumental, which made it hard to photograph with my limited skills. I’ll look for some online pics and post them later. If you’re local, this is an installation to see. You also want to have a conversation with Brian about the installation and the tedious work involved. Tim’s paintings are also a reason to stop in.

Please enjoy these images from the previous week’s opening at Walker Fine Art until I find some decent images to post of the Pirate show.

Aaron Morgan Brown, Flyby, oil on canvas, 43 x 54, Walker Fine Art.

Kate Kalkstein, Feeder, encaustic photography on board, 16 x 16, Walker Fine Art.

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Profiting on Misfortune

It’s been a very busy week. My client has been inundated with emergency telecom needs due to the coronavirus. Remote call center agent software and multi-media conferencing solutions are very much in demand. There’s nothing like profiting on the misfortune of others. It seems to be the American way.

I’m meeting up with Miss Y tonight to take in a few art openings. It’s been a while since I seen her since she’s fully consumed by the new woman in her life. It will be good the catch up

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