My father is 76 years old. A January boy from Manhattan. He has become a volunteer, somebody to meet convicts newly released from years of imprisonment. They sit across from each other in the morning, the time to go out and get. And for my father the getting is to become a listener, though his hearing is nearly gone.
I am 40 years old. And I am pleased to announce my first New York solo show.
March 26-April 20 at the George Billis Gallery.
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