I live in a basement and I have been working for two years to make it livable and a continuously better place to show artwork. I had a wondrous moment today when I was (what I thought was temporarily) moving the living room into the gallery space in order to do some work on the living room ceiling. Clayton (my BF) and I were looking around the big empty room and he said “This should be the gallery!” What a great idea.
My apartment is shaped like a horseshoe and the entrance is at the bottom of the U. So I thought about the composition of my place as a half house half gallery. When I walked into my apartment I saw two paths, one lead to a modern white cube and one led to a 1950’s pink kitchen. This was meaningful for me because I wanted to mash formal art exhibitions into a domestic setting, but it didn’t allow me to interact with the artwork as much as I would have liked because the gallery was off to the side. With this new format, the gallery will be right inside the entrance and I will have to walk through it probably forty times a day. I love having art in my way.
Best of all the gallery space will be almost twice as big.