September 5, 2009

Without any intention whatsoever I may have created a new exercise scheme that satisfies two needs, one physical and one intellectual. It worked like this. I park my car in a multistory lot close to the first gallery I want to visit on First Thursday in Portland. It is on Third and Alder. I spend forty five minutes at the gallery of Jay Clemens, Art on Thursday. Some new work by Barry Mack, LeslieAnn Butler, Sarah Goodenough and Susan O’Meara and Robert Gleason. More on their work some other time. A plate of cheese, crackers and crudités fuels me up for the walk to Sherman Clay on 13th and Davies, where I catch the last piece of the first half of a piano program from Susan Chan. Two chocolate chip cookies are the next intake for a shorter journey to Butters Gallery on Davis and fifth. I chat with Chris Butters about their display and the value of the $3 glass of wine. May be the cheapest in the ‘Pearl’. Its enough for me for one night and I march in a reflective mood up fifth to Alder, turn down to Third where my car awaits.

On the physical side I walked just under two and a half miles. On the intellectual side I met and spoke to four artists, one gallery owner, and three street folk. Two glasses of cheap wine were in the mix too. But on which side I will not say.

As I slid into my car perspiring lightly, I felt good. Not smug. No fist pumping gestures. Just glowing. An evening of art and exercise.

In the future I plan to work out my route with the need for physical exercise high in the process.  Join me anyone?


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