Howie Art at a Bar
You all are on the mailing list anyway but I thought I'd post this up here for the throngs that visit Lowbar on a daily basis.
Pictures from the show
The funniest thing about last night was all the people trying to guess what my paintings meant. One guy thought they looked like intestinal tract depictions (he works as a x-ray technician) and one woman thought they looked like scooters (I have no idea what she was seeing). One stranger cornered me and went off on each of my paintings, telling me where I painted them and what my state of mind was. "Ok, ok in this one you're in New York and those are all New Yorkers in there. and you've arrived, you're content with yourself and who you are in this world." That got me a little freaked out. I was feeling a like John Lennon to his John Chapman. I had one lady fish out a piece of paper from the trash that I used to make a painting from and had me sign it.
