Pink Faux Fur Hat
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Making real progress as far as studio work goes. It's tasking having to create work by a deadline and then negotiate wall space with galleries- that's the gruesome, business side of making art.
On Friday night we went to a fiesta thrown by Matthew- an artist and performer. But i was out of luck and this was not my groove. The rough crowd of artsies could be quite unforgiving. It was a lovely night to be enjoyed without re-living the studio 54 movie so rapidly made the move to the exit.
Walked up to see the outsider art fair saturday afternoon. The weather was fabulous.
The city was jam packed with traffic and people. We headed out just before midnight to meet up with friends from Florida. One of the guys, Abe's longtime friend, is a wall street suit type by day. And by night, oh dear.
It was the first time i would meet them, however the duty of finding us a locale for the evening was left up to me. As soon as i saw the gentleman pull a pink, faux-fur hat out of the trunk of the limo, i knew the agenda had to change. Costumes fare much better below 14th street. But luckily the velvet rope always drops for us.
