I was talking with a new acquaintance who asked me what I did for a living. I not offended by this question because I see it as a signal that someone wants to get to know me better. Unlike others who feel the question is a way for the person asking to socially position him/herself comparatively according to the response, I don’t mind being asked the question. Depending on your outlook, I either soared to the top or sank to the bottom of the social scale with my response, “I’m an artist”.
After being admonished recently by my mentor for using the word “practice” to describe my making art, I thought about that word in a way I hadn’t before.
This January, the work of Suzan Globus, FASID, was the subject of a one-person exhibition at Artspace88 Gallery in Keyport, New Jersey.
A juried exhibition is a funny beast, a hybrid exhibition that reminds me of the well-known cliché about the horse designed by a committee that ends up looking like a camel. It is hard enough to design the horse correctly or to curate a show with intelligence, but a juried show takes so much control out of the hands of the person who picks the work.
If digital exhibits prevail, and they will, I hope the opportunity for a stimulating exchange of ideas among art appreciating strangers blossoms with them.