"You're an interesting species. An interesting mix. You're capable of such beautiful dreams and such horrible nightmares. You feel so lost, so cut off, so alone, only you're not. See, in all our searching, the only thing we've found that makes the emptiness bearable, is each other." - Carl Sagan
I want to start off this installation of Musings with an apology. Thanks were due many, many days ago, but due to finals and life and unforeseen circumstances, I haven't really had a chance until now to meditate on just how deeply grateful I am for everything.
To our wonderful, talented, beautiful, and inspiring artists - you are why we do this. In this sharing of art, an exchange of emotion, each one of you has moved me. I asked you to show your bare soul to me, and you were kind and brave enough to do so. There is often unrecognized courage in putting something you created with your hands out into the world, so thank you for putting up with my scattered brain long enough to do so.
To Anna & Alain - there is inborn and deep meaning in place, so thank you for opening up part of your home to us. In this intersection of the public and the private, we are able to connect as a community, to find intimacy and comfort in art that is sometimes created from discomfort and change.
To DJ Ceci, you kept the garage rockin'. To Graham, thank you for keeping us from killing each other as we prepped into the dark and early hours of the morning. To Nicholas, your help in setting up and constant involvement reaffirms our mission of connecting with artists. Thank you for being our paradigm.
To everyone who came out - you all filled our hearts with joy. It was a pleasure to show you our brainchild and debut her into the world. Our sphere may be small, but it is great. By participating in the arts and supporting local and student artists, you help fix the worsening problem of art accessibility in America. But on a more personal level, your friendship means the world to us, and we are more lucky and blessed than we can put into words that you would come out to a silly little barn we turned into an art gallery. So thank you, thank you, thank you.
As the inky black of the night settled over the show, the soft yellow lights from the garage reaching out from behind the panes of glass to kiss the surrounding grass and gravel, I was reminded of the comfort and joy that meaningful friendship brings; I wanted to live in that moment forever. Watching people I love holding communion with art I love, with the loose hands of April wind caught in my hair, I realized that this was one of my favorite moments of the whole year. But that is all due to two very important people, bringing me to my next (and final!!) points.
Divya - I don't even know where to start. You are my rock and my sanity. You keep Harc moving forward, pushing us into the future despite my attention deficit shenanigans and a severe lack of charged phones. Everything they say about the basket case artist tends to be true with me, so thank you for the coffees, the reminders to sleep and eat, telling me what the speed limit is (though I'm convinced it's always more of a suggestion), and helping me with anything that ever has something to do with numbers. But you are more than just a business brain; you are incandescent, a wildfire of passion and ideas. Keep being that.
James - I know I give you hell. I know. But bear with me, it's all in jest and I promise I won't rag on you here. We wouldn't be so hard on you if you weren't just so good at what you do; your econ mindset is rivaled only by your talent as artist. You are the visionary of the group, always looking for "next thing" while still keeping in mind the ethical relationships we must maintain with our artists and community. You are what happens when Michelangelo's David and Elon Musk have a baby. So thanks for the laughs, the scar (people, DON'T follow James jumping over fences when you are much smaller & weaker than him), and Harc - it was your idea, after all. Stay trendi.
xx Annie H Simpson