Harrison Love, an artist participating in the Futurism group show on Crescent Avenue, took some great shots of Saturday’s reception. At least one was banner-worthy, you could say.
I was there too, but much too entranced by Dustin DeMilio‘s music and video projections (it’s the last photo on Harrison’s post) to take any of my own pictures. I’m at a loss to explain it, except that it’s all very spontaneous and beautiful, and constantly in motion.
Curator Eileen Walsh created the show, which looks at the differing visions of artists ranging from the Love’s darkly lonely paintings to lighthearted work influenced by science fiction.
It was interesting to meet Harrison Love because I still remember an exhibit, about 10 years ago, in Stonington. A young guy named Mac Love, whose name I was so perfect I was certain he made it up (nobody believes “Lee Steele” either), had filled several rooms with ambitious canvases, which I took as student work.
But he and a friend were trying very hard to create an atmosphere, forming a jazz combo. The work was raw but deeply felt and the gallery executed so beautifully.
It made a lasting impression on me — and now I’m meeting his brother and finding that talent runs in the family. Mac’s work has obviously matured — he took residence at the Hygienic for a time — and today they’re both working art directors in New York, and still plying their trades.
The show will run noon-5 p.m. for four consecutive Saturdays and by appointment.