Liz Nicklus and I finally named the joint exhibit at Gallery 50 in Bridgeton, NJ this coming May.
Drunks and Defectors.
I have 15 bar-series paintings completed, and 3 more in the works. I have 5 abstracts that I am still debating on whether to include or not. I have 5 Desert Detritus clocks, and hope to build a few more.
Again, sorry about the poor photo. This is the second painting I completed today.
The Drift Inn in Globe, AZ is one of those places that would be dangerous if I lived in Globe.
The 50 mile drive home is treacherous even when sober. A twisting mountain road is the only way home. The drive home is the only thing that keeps me honest.
The clientele is a mixed bag. Bikers, locals, and Apaches from the nearby San Carlos rez are regulars. A great kitchen and walls decorated with nude paintings … what else could one hope for at a dive bar?
This too, will be part of my exhibition of all never before shown works. The best thing about painting bar scenes is that my bar tabs are tax deductible!
I completed a painting today. The photograph is not the best. It is still wet, and it is extremely difficult to take a decent pic when the painting is still wet. In two weeks I will be able to take a proper shot when it is dry. Even ambient light causes unwanted glare.
While I am a fairly social being, drinking at the pub is expensive. Sometimes I do my best drinking alone. This painting is the result of one such night. It will be on exhibit at my two-person exhibit at Gallery 50 next May.
In Key West, I have three favorite bars. The Green Parrot is number one, when I am there they charge me local’s prices, because I act like a local, not a tourist. If I could live anywhere in the world, Key West would be my first choice. My liver would not survive.
The Smallest Bar in Key West is a garage on Duval St.
I like the place because it is so small, you cannot but help to get in conversations with others. I always meet people from other countries. Even with language barriers we have great conversations. Continue reading “The Smallest Bar in Key West”
We arrived in New Orleans for a conference. Well, Liz attended the conference, I attended the various bars along Rue Bourbon.
One of the first we checked out, after checking into our hotel room at the local Marriott, was Fritzel’s German Jazz Club.
The place was empty except for a few walk in customers picking up package goods. The bartender was a gay Inuit adopted by Scottish parents. He was a professor at Tulane University, until he decided to hang up his PhD and tend bar. Less stress, he said.