November Romance

These are some photos I took at the Johanssen Gallery opening last weekend. The entire mood of that place was transfixing; bluegrass music played on 78's atop a homemade, milkcrate turntable floated in and out of the little rooms and the grins in that room meant we were all tangled up in the same romance. For an opening, to create such an intimacy--even an artificial one--is something that gallery should be proud of.









Who knew splotches could be so intoxicating?