Today I went to drop off some pieces for a group exhibition in Dupont Circle that
these wonderful people are including me into (full information very soon!!). As I'm driving up to the place, I see
the ALBANIAN Embassy! I said
Shqiiiiiiiip while I drove by very slowly, gawking at the red and black flag. I couldn't have asked for a better sign. I was very happy, and after wards took pictures of it:


I decided it was too early to go back home, so I started walking towards Connecticut Avenue to check out where I could drop some flyers for
my on-going exhibition at El Tamarindo. As soon as I turn around to walk up the strip, I see Jack, my lovely Kenyan friend. He was on his way to work and we talked for a few minutes. "Stay away from those Albanians!" I love Jack.
I put flyers in 3 or 4 places, walked around for a good hour. The temperature sign said 96F (approx. 35C) but it didn't feel that hot even though I was walking around with my hair down. I think I've already conditioned myself for blazing Spanish temperatures. Heat and humidity don't bother me until I get in my car. This is actually the first Summer I've enjoyed being outside in the sun, I love it.
I walked into Aaron Gallery, which looked like it was empty. There were paintings up by Javier Cabada, whom I've never heard of before today, but very glad I stepped into that gallery. He's an abstract painter, born in 1931, and I'm guessing (ahem, hoping) he's Spanish and that his family left during or right before the Civil War. He's an abstract painter and I really loved one of three ladies dancing. There were no title cards, and as I mentioned, not a soul to be seen, so I grabbed a program and left after admiring the work. Aaron needs to learn how to appreciate his space better and to be hospitable, I think.
Coming soon: New drawing, new paintings, information on the group exhibition, and auction listings!