Twenty, nineteen, eighteen . . . three, two, one. . . .
We’ve finished counting down from ’94. Which brings us to:
Because some things are always worth a little celebration.
And the month of May is one of them.
If you ever have the opportunity to exhibit in a storefront, I recommend it. No worries about your gallery opening. No worries about how much cheese and how many crackers to buy, no worries about who might have only come for the free beer. No wondering why there are no red dots next to any of your pieces, no trying to hear what people are saying, no trying not to hear what people are saying.
For the occasion, I shot half film and half, uncharacteristically and with trepidation, digital.
Thanks for favors granted.