At Long Last, Show Time!

My  exhibition, “ALLUSIONS: Things Not as They Seem" is finally opening  tonight, from 7-9pm at Berlin Bar. Still dealing with details—labels, price lists, guest book, flowers, etc. But the show is hung—with lots of help from Pascual Hijuelos and Carlos Ordoñez. It really looks good. I’m excited, and a bit jittery.

I’ve been working on this series for about six months (I had to choose from hundreds of images), and have spent the last two months preparing for the show. David Mackenzie’s short video of me talking about this work will be showing on the screen opposite the bar, and there will be wine and botanas. Hope you can stop by. The show will continue through January 13^th.

Carlos Ordoñez, Berlin Bar’s 'restauranteur extraordinaire'

As you must know by now, having badgered you with updates, I’m having a show of my work, “Allusions: Things not as they seem,” opening at Berlin Bar & Restaurant on November 7.  It’s been great working with Carlos Ordoñez, to pull this show together.

Carlos took over Berlin about a year and a half ago, and it keeps getting better. New food, renovations, a convivial atmosphere, and Carlos as your charming, helpful, charismatic host. It doesn’t get much better than that. We are hanging the show today, with the help of Pascual Hijuelos. 

Hail, Forager!

One of the challenges of the new series I’m showing at Berlin Bar (show opens Thurs, Nov 7, 7-9) is getting fresh flowers and leaves in the colors I need for the current work. I forage the streets for fallen blossoms, and there are a few kindly flower-sellers in town that let me pick through their leftover petals and the random broken stem, and who are patient with my buying just one or two flowers.

I confess to the occasional vandalism:  Sometimes if I come across just the color I need (sometimes it is a very particular shade or shape), I furtively grab a blossom in passing.  One of the best sources is my friends’ gardens (thank you Sheridan, Maggie, Anado and Richard, Leigh), not only because they so amiably accept my pillaging, but sometimes they feed me and offer tequila.