I visited the hip South of Washington Street (SoWa) arts district Accompanied by some good people from the DeCordova and gallery buddy L for the YMOD gallery walk. There was a similar event on Newbury Street in the Spring.
We began at the 450 Harrison at Thayer Street complex with Gallery Kayafas, Bromfield Gallery, Kingston Gallery, OHT Gallery, Samson Projects, Soprafina Gallery and Steven Zevitas Gallery. The Thayer Street alley itself was decorated with some timely guerrilla art.
It would take several posts to describe everything I saw, but I’ll devote some extra space to the work on view at Gallery Kayfas because Arlette and Gus were such gracious hosts. Kayafas has just moved upstairs from their prior location and approximately doubled their exhibition space. They have three shows running now: Robert Knight, Bruce Myren, and “Ahh, Italy,” a group show of images of Bella Italia.
Knight, whose current body of work, “My Boat is So Small” investigates the spaces we inhabit and the stuff we keep there, was good enough to give a brief gallery talk and answer some questions. He photographs people’s homes and is always looking for subjects, so get in touch.
Bruce Myren showed a completely new body of work, The View Home, as well as a trio of tripychs from his markers series. The View Home shows each of Myren’s residences photographed at an angle directed at his current home, along with the duration of his habitation and the bearing and distance.
In the interest of disclosure, you should know that Bruce is a friend of mine and my tonsorial inspiration. He also has an upcoming solo show at the Danforth Museum in Framingham where you can see his Markers:Memory work.
The small show of photos of Italy included classic images by Mario Giacamelli, a set of 1891 photogravures of Venice, and more contemporary work from the likes of Nick Nixon and Eric Lewandowski.
Also of note, Rose Olsen’s subtle translucent geometries on wood panels called Just Colors No Curves at Kingston, and Randy Garber’s What You Already Know – prints with intricate verbal and typographic themes – at Bromfield.
We ended the evening with drinks and appetizers at Rocca, a stylish italian place next to the galleries. Despite a minor mixup on what was vegetarian and what was not, we filled up on tasty finger foods in the engaging company of the other gallery walkers. Plus, I must give kudos to the alert valet who recognized me coming out of the restaurant and fetched my car without even asking for the ticket. Wow.