Remember now, back in 2003, long ago and far away in New York, Diane and I - who had just recently met though we knew each other from a2k - went to a gallery I needed to see for business reasons, and then checked out the rest of the building. The gallery person, whom I don't remember very well, mentioned key galleries we should check out. But, out of the elevator, we spied one that called to us, I think called Phoenix gallery. Phoenix from a2k, we think, moving forward. What is in the broad expanse of glass but fabulous collages by an artist, Cecily Barth Firestein, collages I could have been happy with any one of if I'd had the bucks to buy, and her work wasn't very expensive as they were considered a printing process, however complex and individual. But in that window was one of a buncha rabbits... Dlowan!
We were drawn in like flies. (If I find the link again, I'll post it, probably have before).
On the recent issue, go, girl.... (even if you're phobic). Of course, maybe I don't understand all the details of the brew haha.