Last night, a salesman dropped by the house; I’ve previously mentioned the fact that we live on a couple acres outside of
“Are your parents home, son?” he asked.
“No, but my wife and three kids are,” I replied.
He was selling asphalt for driveways… door to door. Unfortunately for him, he struck-out with his first question. First impressions are sometimes the substance of an entire interaction.
Not long after moving to
The director had this blank expression and then she stated, “I guess I’m not familiar with Klimt.”
I left in disgust. Although it was a horrible first impression for a
I typically love galleries, even more so than museums; and I thankfully realize that the above situation is not the norm for commercial galleries. When you walk into a space that has made all the right decisions, a moment of magic occurs. The fresh approaches and the contemporary artists’ penchant for working-out these new avenues without a net; is invigorating. When I tour the galleries, I live for that moment in-between… when you first look at a new work and then visualize the artist’s philosophy and life-changing dreams. – DN