my combined review of exhibitions this past weekend at the world arts building, filtro, ingalls, kevin bruk, and snitzer, and this is pretty much all i'm going to write about them
Post #516 • April 12, 2005, 6:58 AM • 30 Comments
The lovers of art went out one night
Walking the rows of cheap real estate,
Scanning the drywall in hopes that they might
See something stunning, but it was getting late
And they had not. Hot tea and books
Beckoned, their feet hurt, then three
Flights of warehouse stairs brought them a look
Out an open window better than the art. He
Watched the lights of office buildings, and noted
Her hair in the temperate wind. "I suspected it was me,
But it's the art, am I right?" Her chin floated
Up and she smiled and squinted - "we agree."
The art that he had just seen was not as good
As her hair and the lights and the air in Wynwood.