Hello Dad, I'm in Jail

Finally made to Jail Gallery Sat. night. What a surreal experience. It is located directly across the street from the L.A. County jail, in a strip center that looks just like every other strip center, except the only tenants, other than the gallery, are bail bond companies. And all are lit up like Vegas shops, with lots of lights.

This makes me think that bright and dancing lights attract the unintelligent among us. When one exits the dull interior of the jail, he is faced with wonderful lights. Same thing with Vegas or Times Square. Those places are wonderful at first, but give me a headache after about 5 minutes. Counter this with libraries or any other building of higher learning or commerce. Never are they covered with bright lights, demanding attention and begging to be noticed.

Oh, and Jail is a nice gallery and Lisa Nardoni has done a wonderful job of promoting her artists and attracting attention. The gallery and its artists have been written up in many publications. So if you are in downtown, Jail is a few blocks from Chinatown, go check it out.