Before we embarked on our gallery romp I thought I had a pretty good idea of
what we were in for. Most, though not all, of the galleries were already pretty
familiar to me. So what ended up striking me was not a gallery spaces
themselves, but how different the vibes were of the gallery owners and how much
that mattered.
LVL3 was a great start, and I could have listened to Vincent talk for much
longer than twenty minutes. He imparted his experience with surprising candid
honesty while still maintaining a certain level of professionalism in both his
demeanor and the gallery space itself.
I was a little surprised by Alma, Heaven Galley's proprietor, unwillingness
to talk. The show Being a Woman in an all Woman Show had a sense of airy
beauty, but particularly appealed to me as the pieces didn't seem to speak so
directly to the title. In the context of the tour however, it lacked a certain
specialness I was expecting, solely because of the absence of personal
engagement by the owner.
The vibe at The Hills was great. We finally got some booze, a short but
sweet introduction to the space and show, and some more intimate conversations
with the gallery affiliates. There is a kind of satisfying imbalance to the
space.
The Franklin, run by Edra Soto was by far he most interesting space to me. The
back yard felt super cozy and magical with all its twinkling lights and open
structures. Then the invitation to the inside of Edra’s house was even more magical!
Talk about conflating Art and life. Edra’s was so warm and intelligent and
giving, and her house itself was presented as a piece of Art. When I think
about it though, the Art in the backyard gallery space was definitely not my
cup of tea… at all. But... it didn’t matter.
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