This is what C.ommunity looks like for C. IRL. A still from an 80's sitcom.

Photo is from my 2021 six day solo art show hosted in a vacant Bedstuy apartment where I hung sixty-two pieces of art and frabricated an instillation inside a bedroom closet. The show spanned two rooms. Viewings were by appointment and private. Closing was open to the public with bubbles and an art chat. I've been creating all types of experiences for over two decades and this is and will always be one of the most memorable.

So, when's C.'s next show? Honestly, I have no idea. Last couple years have altered my energy around a lot in my life. The one thing I've never anticipated is my desire to make art being disrupted nor my enthusiasm for hosting events and connecting with people being in question. Not feeling like creating art or even caring to share it for C. is a scary place. Thing is, Art won't leave me alone. And of course I won't leave it either.

Photos like the one above keep me tethered to the reality of what I've accomplished throughout the years. The communities I've built from scratch, the lives I've affected and the people who've added to mine. 

Each day a new challenge seems to arrive which I should invite because otherwise this shit would be boring. Still, even C. needs a break from time to time. 

Rest is important folks. Introspection and self assessment is essential. Time to breathe and do nothing is just as important. 

I have to remind myself at this leg of the journey about the necessity of pause moments. The ones which have kept me balanced over many years. For me in retrospect, I realize how these moments have kept me sane. Now it's time to lean deeply into one and truly recover so when the frost fades and warmth has returned to this city, I'll be prepared in the most healthy way to continue on path sharing my life as art.

C. the Rich artist