More, more, more, searching and looking and painting today. It’s March Break and there is little to do up here otherwise for me.
It is a good place for that.
Painting, reading, walking. Where is the joy? I ask, because it is gone, some of the time. There is no place to shop, to go to, to be among people at a food fair. There is snow and ice and a few kids and dogs, a small plane is landing, which it does once a day.
What makes the ‘fine arts’ field? people.
curators
dealers
viewers
artists
art critics
art historians
conservators
evaluators
gallery owners
museum directors
gallery directors
art teachers
independents
so what.
