This weekend I went to visit my brother and his partner, who is pregnant. We stayed with them, who live in a small town near Vicenza, above an ancient distillery. It always strikes me how life truly is a continuous surprise, like a continuous line that never stops moving forward. I find my brother’s journey, its history, very represented in this work on the parking lot. A great American artist, William Congdon, said that “authentic art opens a wound, it […]