CONTEMPORARY EXPLORER

  TRACKS - It’s been said the only truism about tracks is that if you stand on them too long, you will get run over. Perhaps that’s why we give them respectful curiosity in passing but move on. They like wall renderings are the marks of our lives. The passing we make through it. They are always hard to figure out. We think of the tracks of the great migration of animals in Africa, the random footprint of the per-historic. Maybe they linger in our mind because we don’t exactly have our life planned out. The tracks we want to follow...

  I pass there once in a while, the blank plaque on the wall. It always dug up my old dreams. I never give much mind to who had the shop/office before, it’s all about my dreams. How I yearned to have a gallery where people would come to see my and other artists work. Just a small place where art talk filled the air. How it would build a following, the decor richer with time.  I even had names for it, or perhaps just my name. Time though took me in other directions. I found success, but the dreams never left…