September 15, 2015


so I was walking out of our gallery.  juggling computer a painting and a huge box to (hopefully) mail off a painting off to a collector… I placed the painting against the wall — went back in to get the box — As I came out there was two homeless men looking at the painting…. they looked up at me and asked about it….  I had called the police on one of them just last week…  And here he is one week later squatted down comfortably about knee high just staring at the painting. He looked at it. Looked up at me pointing to a small spot of red and yellow up in the corner and said. I really like that part right there”, he said. ” its just… happy. he said, “I like that.”

And then I wondered. why is art in museums at all?

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