Friday, July 20, 2007
Getting a shout out from Ralph Lewis (furtherest on the left) on comments from my last post was a most wonderful thing. He was one of a brave few, Catherine Porter and Barry Rowell being the other two, who gave a fresh faced Floridian kid his first chance when I hit the big apple. If it weren't for these wonderful people and their wonderful company, I might have spent all my time in NYC sitting by myself lonely in a starbucks. They were the first friends I made in NYC and I didn;t know how much I missed them until I heard word in that crazy comment. They put up my first baby "Clay Continent" as part of a festival called "Big Art in Small Places" back in 1998.
Memories...The Rat Conference at the Ohio Theater, Hanging out at Dixon Place, VGs, and my personal favorite...The Great Jones Diner.
It looks like things are going well for the folks at PWP and I couldn't be happier. They were some of the truly best folks I met in NYC. I hope someday to see them again soon!