If x, then why?

It's kind of awesome to sit here and listen to my son crack up at Minecraft gags on youtube. I'm working tonight, doing the writing, marketing, sales, accounting and such. He's hanging out and taking over when I need to run an errand. My husband is out teaching an ESL evening class, so it's just us. 

I'm also listening to lots of sounds downtown that indicate the start of the season, including a couple of new business owners, elderly Italian men, gabbing out back. The "woo" girls stayed home, so the wine bar and restaurant voices drifting across the avenue suggest ordinary conversation. 

This is the perfect night to hang a couple of internal memos in the office. The first one is a clever reminder that I'm so grateful to own my gallery space and have my son hanging out here. We have a rather geeky way of honoring that relationship with humor.

Why do I own a gallery? I am an artist, and believe artists were born to a particular role in society. Jeff Goins has come up with a reminder that he says you are welcome to print and hang, as I did. It's the Artist Manifesto, artfully rendered. Enjoy!