Tuesday, September 21, 2010
When I first moved back to Portland from NYC, there was an artists-night-out at Ringler’s Annex downtown. Artists met every Wednesday night. It started rather late and went on into the night and you never really knew who you might meet there. I believe it was Carl Annala and David Inkpen who told me about it, who brought me along. This became the first time I ever met Storm Tharp, Michael Brophy, Randy Gragg and quite a few others.
I was a babe in the woods as regards pecking order though. And believe you me, there was one. But I still loved the idea of this place you could have a drink and talk to an artist (and I don’t mean an opening - we have too much business to do at those). In bits and pieces I had something similar when I ran a gallery; it’s a place to have a conversation about art. The same goes for radio, but those interviews are of course no place for the profane and the crazy.
On the 13th I celebrated my birthday with a group at a bar. It vaguely took me back to those Ringler’s days. Change and adventure is in the air, coming with the territory of September, uncertain. With a few emails and a Facebook blast, "we" met at Le Happy - where we may not be able to stay as it is rather elegant - artists are often not. But as you can see from the photo, it made us all look rather French. A votre santé!
at 7:11 PM