Looking back on this dislocated year, what I’ve missed the very most is the invigoration and the joy that comes from accidental encounters.
Wandering together, wandering alone. Wandering without a plan.
Aimless adventures of that delicious kind – the kind that end up at a gallery you’ve never visited, or unexpectedly lost in contemplating a work, or following studio visit with studio visit as one introduction leads to another.
The way your body opens itself to the new. The way your mind animates with each new encounter.
Unexpected encounter is what’s unique about the contemporary art experience…