Caspar David Friedrich, Wanderer above the Sea of Fog, 1818
I really have to practice saying goodbye. This blog is a good place to start. If I don’t give it a formal goodbye, it will just continue to wither here, pathetically. And then I’m the one who’s neglectful. Better just to draw the line, give a good handshake, shed a tear, kill Old Yeller.
I can post upcoming shows here. Maybe I will. But I will find other venues for more fleshed out writing.
When I started the posts, I was gnawingly insecure and completely isolated in art. Now I’m more curious than desperately doubtful; and I’ve found a few like-minded romantics. I even have a gallery. (For the moment, these feel like turns for the best.)
Writing is good.