Dear Marjorie, (Part Six)
A few days ago, I decided to pop into a gallery to see the new-ish Calder exhibit of early work. Now, you know that I haven't much interest in Calder as an artist per se, although I do still like the jewelry that he constructed. This show was really no different than his other better known work, but in the environs of the gallery rather than the museum, it is more pleasant to enjoy- that is, with far fewer people and the ability to look closer. Which I did, because that afternoon of afternoons, I had plenty of free time.
Well, it did give me some thoughts- not about art, no- but rather of that jumble of jewelry that we picked up a short while ago, and there may well be plenty of room for improvisation yet. Right now, though, it is still a jumble of metal and bits on the table, although perhaps that too may change soon. With all this downtime since you're not around, I have to find ways other than the usual (bookstore, roaming around, having a drink or two even though I've essentially quit drinking) to occupy my time.
We'll see, won't we?




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