Bryan and I took just returned from 5 days of non stop action in NYC and DC. It started as a pleasure trip, but 5 meetings later, it felt just as much like a business trip. But when art is your business, business trips can be a joy.
I stopped by the studio of Elizabeth Huey who was hard at
work preparing for her upcoming show at Feigen this fall. Elizabeth will
show at Quality Pictures (my gallery) in Portland in March. She got REAL excited when I
told her that she had a 44 foot wall to work with. Perhaps we’ll see the first 40ft Huey!
Second up was a quick visit with Stuart Hawkins at Von near the Bowery. Stewart presented me with her beautiful new book that accompanies her upcoming exhibition at Zach Fuerer. Stewart’s latest work contains some of the most compelling photos I’ve seen in a while. She’ll be showing with QP next spring too. I also had great meetings with Ken and Dennis, the DC and KT of DCKT. Dennis accompanied me to the Paul Morris gallery to look at Oliver Boberg's new work. Paul’s expert commentary about Boberg really opened the work up for me.
Our great and esteemed friend Evan was the real reason we came to New York - so we could accompany him to WINSTONFEST XII, Evan’s annual crab fest at his boyhood home in Rockville, MD.
Evan, Bryan and Evan’s friend Jack (who looked a lot like a very good friend of mine from high school) first headed to K town at midnight for some wicked Korean BBQ. Jack really opened up all our eyes to the beauty of the city at night. The next night we all piled into Evan’s Mercedes, zipped over the Verrazano Bridge and headed south. Jack kept the conversation lively with his down and dirty stories of life in Spanish Harlem where everything that’s burning hot in the city is happening.
We arrive in
Profuse sweating nipped Bryan and my DC sightseeing in the bud, but we did spend time at the national gallery where I snapped these pix of the tunnel that connects the west and east wings:
One more meeting: this time with iona rozeal brown who has tiptoed back into using blackface in her work with really fresh and sexy results. Her show with QP is next fall. Jack really would have liked her work but he sleeps late and wasn’t up to the trip.
After stuffing ourselves with a late Cuban dinner in Morgan
Adams, Evan took us on a really memorable nighttime tour of DC's monuments and
memorials. I was particularly inspired
and shot some nice, albeit blurry shots of the adventure. DC is a different place at 1am.
Finally the day had arrived. July 29. WINSTONFEST XII was upon us! It was the kind of party that you wish all parties were like: laid back and full of interesting people, great food and crackin’ music. I made two new friends: Trevor and Rachael from Toronto (who flew in just for the fest). They seemed to know Jack as well as Evan, but once you meet Jack, he’s hard not to like. My God, everyone at the party seemed to know him AND like him. And no, I am NOT infatuated with my new friend!
Like the real troopers that we are, Bryan and I were the last to leave.
On Thursday, Bryan and I hopped into an unmarked limo for a ride over to Evan’s place in Sty town. After dropping us off and while we walked to Evan’s building, I realized that I had left my wallet in the limo which was long gone. Just as my freak-out level was peaking and I was calling ATL to get my passport FedEx’ed to me, the limo driver pulls up hands me my wallet. I still had my change in hand which I promptly trust into his hands while declaring “You Are Da Man!”
On Sunday, after 5 stops on the Metro on the way to the airport, I realize that I have left my travel bag at the loading platform with my computer, camera, car keys and who knows what else inside. It took Bryan and me 45 minutes to get back to our original station where my bag was sitting right where I left it.