After going more weeks than ever before of not posting, I’m finally getting around to updating this site. I can only blame the weather, the holidays and my self for this long period of inattention.
Sad to say I have not attended any sales worth documenting since November. In this case I blame the dreadful cold, wet and overcast skies that have plagued this city since Thanksgiving. This is not to say there were not any sales, just not any worth mentioning in my small portion of the world. That portion is limited to an enclave of neighborhoods within two miles of my home. The rest of Atlanta appears full of yard sales, as the economic glue of this nation has separated. Criagslist is filled with listing in places outside of I 285 where McMansions face foreclosure and SUV lie abandoned with empty gas tanks along the highways. A few weeks ago a local radio station interviewed me regarding the rise of yard sales in this time of economic demise. I am honored to be considered as an economic pundit, but sadly I’m still not going to these somber events outside my normal range of yard sailing.
In December I was very occupied with Cindy’s graduation and solo exhibition at Sycamore Place Gallery. Her show “Now Explosion” let me relive (at least for one night) the glory of the Celebrity/Nitery Club nights. She received a great story in the Southern Voice (http://www.sovo.com/2008/12-12/arts/feature/9566.cfmand) the opening was a packed event. One of the notable events that evening was the public singing premiere of Kitty Butler a Now Explosion scion.
Mob of art patrons at Now Explosion opening.
A mortarboard wearing Cindy Zarrilli salutes the future at Sycamore Place Gallery.
Following the opening we spent some holiday time in Tequesta escaping the dark and wet skies of Atlanta
Blue waters and blue skies in South Florida.