Well, it’s alright, even if they say you’re wrong
Well, it’s alright, sometimes you gotta be strong Well, it’s alright, as long as you got somewhere to lay Well, it’s alright, every day is judgment day–The Traveling Wilburys, End of the Line
This morning, I am just going to point out that my exhibit now hanging at the West End Gallery, Chaos & Light, is in its final days. It comes off the walls at the end of the day on Thursday, August 25, so if you have any desire to take in this show, you have to get into the gallery pronto.
It’s a show that has felt good for me in many ways, really clicking off a lot of the boxes in my list of things in which I take satisfaction. It has a sense of fullness and completion that pleased me in a surprising way when it was all together.
That’s something that I can’t really explain because it’s just a gut feeling, an intuitive reading of the work as it hangs together. I used the word surprising because I am always on the search for what might termed deficiencies or, at least, weak links in the chain that the work forms. I can generally find something, even if it’s a mere triviality of no consequence in the end, that I use to temper any excessive pride or hubris I might have built up.
I couldn’t find much of anything to fret about in this show. It just felt right.
And that’s a rare thing. Which is why I might be feeling a bit more wistful about this show ending. But as they say, all good things must come to an end.
And this week marks the end of the line. So, if you can, make your way to the West End Gallery before this coming Friday.
Here’s a song from the Traveling Wilburys that sums it all up– End of the Line. The Traveling Wilburys were, if you remember, a supergroup assembled in the late 1980’s, comprised of Roy Orbison, Bob Dylan, George Harrison, Tom Petty, and Jeff Lynne. This was probably their best-known song and it holds up pretty well.
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