While installing my works for a show at a Lower East Side gallery a man came in and asked to look around. His English was halting. He seemed to have less difficulty understanding English than speaking it. Kazuo, from Japan, was in New York for a few weeks to visit museums amongst other things.
His card stated his three professions: artist, architect and priest.
He generously asked how he could be of assistance. Given his artistic eye, I asked if he might assess the way I chose to hang my work. He began looking, I got busy, he had an appointment and had to go. I invited him to the opening in two days time. We said goodbye.
At the opening, the room was crowded. I noticed him nearby. We warmly greeted each other and I introduced him to those I knew.
I became engaged in conversation with others and sometime thereafter he urged me to come over.
He handed me a sketch drawn in blue and red ballpoint pen. On it were several arrangements of the way my work could be hung and the way that he liked best.
