Show at gallery ‘Oracle 113’ in NY, and it’s good to be alive.
Allegra and I were driving on a small backstreet in New Orleans when a drunk driver blew through a stop sign and plowed into us. Although the car is totaled, we’re both fine and very grateful to be alive. Thank you little Hyundai Sonata. In this situation life immediately breaks down into two categories: Important and insignificant. Most everything falls into the insignificant category, and you have to acknowledge that almost all of the things you thought you had to do are time fillers. What I’ve been left with is a little anger at the other driver, but more importantly, I have an overwhelming sense of gratitude for our safety and a refreshed appreciation for life.
On a happier note, I’m having my first exhibit in New York on Nov. 11th at the gallery ‘Oracle 113’ in the East Village. Come if you can, or pass the info onto your friends. The pieces that will be showcased are some of the strongest works I’ve produced in over a year.