Seriously. I do. However, the Portland jaunt lead to a lot more being outside of Portland than I anticipated, like, in NATURE, and stuff. Then, strangely, as also happens in Philadelphia, seeking out art in bars kinda became drinking in bars – a lot of drinking – which I will give a rundown of (with pictures!¬† Beer reviews! Maybe even statistics!) Although I also managed to see lots of art in alternative spaces. Don’t get me started on the street art.
Couple that with contributors still not having the internet after three weeks, it slows the pace. I’m even behind on September listings (which I would have started collecting by now) as it seems the end of August is an extremely popular time for everyone to bail on the city and the blogs about the city. For the gallery job I’ve noticed that listings are lagging on their updates. It’s just that time of the year, I suppose.
We’re still alive and posting though. Look for resumed schedule this week. Hopefully. If I get stuff done today. Maybe. I leave you with a picture of my partner about to kiss one of my parent’s chickens, Roxy. Don’t be frightened by the monster on his shirt; it’s eating people, not chickens.

Roxy and my partner






