Sketches of Gary

Ann Gale’s portrait, Gary, hangs in the northwest gallery. When I find him, I stop. I don’t know what to think, so I don’t, I feel.

I am reminded of Miles Davis’ album, Sketches of Spain. It arrests me in a similar psychological place. Between being pulled in and pushed away.


In an attempt to understand this corner of my mind where these two pieces meet, I am going to do an experiment.
I will find out what happens when I sit with Gary for the duration of the Sketches of Spain album playing on my i-pod.

To be continued.