I'm headed to Atlanta in a week. The whole city is exploding with all things photography for the month. I'm doing a day of portfolio reviews and then staying for a few shows. I am particularly excited to see a show of Robert Parke Harrison. I've only seen one print of his in person...at the Art Institute of Chicago...stopped me dead in my tracks.
While I was in Houston, I attended the opening of "Unseen & Rediscovered"...Keith Carter's show at the Art League. Stunning. Rather than show his greatest hits, or even what he knows the public wants from him, he put together a variety of new work...unexpected; some color, some digital, self portraits. It is fascinating and valuable for me to see how a successful artist keeps the work challenging and therefore interesting for himself. I think its risky and brave...which I most admire in people...artist or not. Guts.
On the homefront...my 8 yr. old Grayson has been taking guitar lessons from my teacher Joe. He's been playing the electric for a couple of months now. While I was away, Joe sent a recording to my iphone of the jam session the two of them had just done. I stood there in Beck's kitchen, a thousand miles away with the volume on full blast, tears rolling down my face. So last week, Joe taught it to me and Gray and I jam every morning before school. I made up lyrics..."Me and the G-Man Are Gonna Rock This House Down", which I sing over and over while we play in my office. Him, in a child's chair, with his wild head of curls bobbin' to the beat and his still chubby fingers workin' out the song on his bad ass guitar. Oh it is a sight to see.
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