General comment:

Option A: I felt genuinely bewildered tonight. Show after show battered the bulwarks of my intellect. By evening's end, I didn't have enough IQ left to pass a blood test. Not everything looped me, but I gotta tell you, there was no vacancy on the outer oblivia of the aesthetic galaxy. Let me get this straight-- people are supposed to buy this stuff? It's in galleries, it's priced, so that means it's for sale, right? Or maybe y'all have plenty of money and you're just playin' around. Don't ask cuz I don't know. Thanks for asking cuz here's what I think. Genteel erudite artsters travel in packs, bask in the void of dissenting opinion, ultimately to spin off into trifling irrelevance. It's kinda like inbreeding or, at best, the secret handshake.

Option B: Artland has no rules. As artists, your duty is to float your product no matter what it looks or sounds or feels or smells or tastes like because that's how creative evolution happens. You gotta have the scrotumular pugnacity to strut every last impulse on gallery walls and pedestals or else the art world keels over in abject stagnation. You make it, you show it, it works, it doesn't, it sparks, it fizzles, it clicks, it thuds. That's what exploration and discovery are all about-- your contributions to that noblest of causes-- seasoning art's soup with good intentions. Creativity ripples relentless, unmuzzlable; innovation ensues-- better living through art. If you can't respect inception, what can you respect?

There you go. Two takes. Take your pick. Here's some art to help you make up your mind...

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Larry Evans Fine Art: Douglas Schneider - Recent Paintings.

Comment: Abstract backgrounds; representational foregrounds; competence throughout. Schneider's dreamy imaginary suspensions are like glimpses inside the mind. Thought, memory, concept, idea, fantasy, reality, past, present, future-- whatever you want, it's all right there in brainland-- a venue without bounds.