Only a few dozen visitors, but there was live poetry in the courtyard and an unseasonably beautiful breeze. At one point during the day, as I sat on the studio floor beside a turtlenecked fellow and a girl in a poncho and listened to them talk about literature, I felt like my little pad had become a Paris salon or bohemian cafe. Culture, man! You dig?
It was nice. I painted a big picture of my cat Kitty on a piece of wood during a lull in visitorship. I put out a few books of old work. There were tootsie rolls and pretzels provided. A touch of class. Note to self: make business cards!
Open Studios Dorcester main page: http://dac-online.org/about-us/open-studios/openstudios2012artistsandvenues
(list of other artists and venues by the D.A.C.)
Open Studios Dorcester main page: http://dac-online.org/about-us/open-studios/openstudios2012artistsandvenues
(list of other artists and venues by the D.A.C.)
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