I am coming into the last week of preparing my solo show, Heart+Land, which opens July 17 at the West End Gallery. It’s at this point every year, after the second show in a matter of a couple of months, that I begin to feel a bit worn down. I really see it in trying to write the blog. A lot of mornings I find myself sitting here just staring at the screen and feel that my mind is blank as well, as though the wheels in my mind feel like they will never turn again. I am preoccupied with with those pieces that still need work and other tasks that are waiting for me just out of my sight. Out of sight but not out of mind.
So, I thought I would start the holiday a day early with a little music and one of my favorite Springsteen songs. Some know it as Sandy from the name of the girl to which Bruce’s character is singing but it’s actually titled 4th of July, Asbury Park from his 1973 (yes, it was that long ago) album The Wild, The Innocent and the E Street Shuffle. It’s a song that immortalized the Jersey boardwalk culture of that time, like the fortune teller Madam Marie whose real life shop is shown above, with its bittersweet lamentation about lost love and outgrowing the lures of youth’s easy pleasures.
So, I am giving it a listen then heading back to those tasks that are beginning to tap their toes with impatience. Have a great 4th of July.