
by Scott Lambridis
This is not an article intended to convince you to buy more art, but the tale of my recent purchase of a fifth artwork. This purchase completes a collection of one artwork from five of my favorite living artists: Dave Senecal, Lui Liu, Saré, Shelly Corbett, and Randall LaGro, all of whom are represented by A Muse Gallery. I am not an expert on art in any sense. I am merely someone who spends a lot of time thinking about his own mind and examining the way our internal reactions constitute our conscious and unconscious selves. While another collector might hang the last of his five pieces and walk away contented, I stand and stare at them in confusion, scratching my bald head. I wonder how the color, texture, medium, style, and even subject of these pieces can be so diverse while still communicating to me in what feels like identical dialects, a genre of my own design. Scratching alone does not suffice for me, so I pull a notepad and pen from my pocket and sit down to sort through my confusion by reducing this experience into its components.