My son had his show in NYC Curated by Peter Doig, who by the way was so nice. He likes Mike’s work with spray paint and that speaks volumes. He is an Artist first so he gets what one puts into what they do, you know the true passion for the medium in which you choose to create with.
Some other things happened yesterday about suppertime. I walked in before even seeing Mike and introduced myself to his Mom you know the one I chose from the Couple Bio’s at the adoption agency. To say she had no clue as to who I was is a understatement but as I said her name and reached my hand out and said my name the question on her face became a smile.
Two Mom’s meet for first time(he is 37 lol). She then introduced me to her friend also an artist in her own right as well as a dear family friend of theirs and then her husband, Mike’s Dad and then came a chance to meet the daughter she had after adopting my son. Then her son in law and two precious grandchildren. She asked if Mike knew I was there and I assured her no, that was the best part after not seeing him in five years and him being so close to us I had to come see him and his show.
Mike was down a hallway and as her and I began to walk towards him he looked up and was floored first by the fact I was there in person and second because both he and his Mom were side by side laughing. We hugged and I leaned down to pat his sweet dog, who had also made the trip east while my little girl(JT) and her daddy were just steps away from all the action in our truck. I had sent him in to let me know if my son had arrived yet and he came out and said boy had he changed since he had come to the house that day we first met, he no longer looked like the man who had fathered him but now more like one of my brothers:) yes life is good! So after we were done hugging I told him I was going outside so Ron could come in as JT was in the truck to which he replied “Let’s go!” Now I felt bad as people were streaming in to look at Art and meet the Artist’s and here he was looking to bail. He hates shows, he hates the spotlight on him though when asked questions I would swear he is at ease or maybe last night was different maybe by 2 worlds colliding because I was once enough brave enough to do what was right, it helped him to smile. I hope so and anything one can do for their child no matter how old they are you do right? We talked and hugged and I met some of his friends as well.
We left home at 11 am and stopped in CT to see friends and let JT walk around and do her thing as we stretched out legs for the last leg of the trip. The show was from 6 to 8 pm and we made it to the gallery at 5 and found a spot in the shade of the cities huge skyscrapers. It was warm just 4+ hours from NH but nice. I walked JT along the NYC streets for a change of pace as we had time to spare I hate being late to anything.
I would say the show was a success. As I said my goodbyes at 7:45 the place was packed. People pumped on Art within the walls of White Columns Art Gallery on Horatio Street not far from the 9-11 Memorial, which many of you may have seen all over the TV the day before. I had hoped to see the lights shining upward but they were not on when we got there even though night had fallen over this beautiful city, yes Boston is my home but NYC is a close second and even more special now.
Time for some lousy photos taken with phone inside the gallery should you fall in love with a piece and want to call it yours you can contact the gallery for details as I never thought to ask what the prices were. He also does custom work so if you want to have something done by a Graffiti Artist and not on the side of your building, lol here is his email firstname.lastname@example.org. Sorry for bragging but I do adore him and want him to be even more successful than even he can dream for himself.
Hoped you loved the sample of his latest work, I know we all did.