We spent the whole day cleaning out Peggi’s mom’s apartment. Trying to figure out why people bought commemorative plates. Was it a scam like the sub-prime mortgages? We have a whole box of them for eBay. Had some nice golden hour lighting on the way home so I hung my camera out the window for this shot as we went around the Seneca Road circle.
We were asked to play at the Shoe Factory last opening last night so Peggi brought her sax and I brought a hand drum. The theme for the inaugural exhibition was shoes of course and we ran into so many familiar faces we never made it back to where the music was coming from. Beth Brown said we could just play in her studio and we considered that but never got around to it.
We stopped at Duane Sherwood’s foot video first and watched that go around about ten times. It moved from sensual to creepy but stayed engrossing. Chris Schepp from Schepp Shoes made some beautiful little leather boots and Heather Erwin was wearing some hot, knee-hgh leather boots. Jim Mott had four shoe related paintings scattered about and Alice de Mauriac mounted a most interesting Converse box. And I liked Dick Storms fuzzy slipper paintings. My “Superba Shoe Wallpaper” was hang on such a big beautiful blue wall that it didn’t really look like wallpaper but I’m not complaining. The show looked great and the place was packed so I would say it was a smashing success.
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