Tuesday, September 11, 2012. Walking down 9th Avenue to the barber I came upon the open steel sidewalk doors to the basement of an old tenement. They've never been open before, and I have trod over this work countless times. I wonder who left these there? Was it someone from the current gallery or someone from the previous, Giant Robot? I'm happy enough with either. The neon colors dripping over with white paint - I like how it looks - snow falling on a mountain burnished orange by the setting sun. And the other - love rising out of the depths. I like that idea too.
