Our friend George Lawson opened the George Lawson Gallery, née “Room for Painting, Room for Paper,” in October of 2008. Victoria and I enjoyed attending as many of his vernissages as we could, and we even bought a bunch of art. (Yikes.) After twenty-six acclaimed exhibitions, the George Lawson Gallery will close its doors and move south to Los Angeles (details TBA).
We’ll miss the gallery, and we’ll miss George—our Scrabble and Quiddler buddy, our impromptu dinner and bull session guy, the guy I dug holes with while he was building my deck, the guy I had coffee with while he was building my kitchen, the guy who has brought so many great friends into our household.
The George Lawson Gallery will live again. George Lawson lives on. Our friendship lives on. But our being able to hang out on no notice? That I will miss. Badly.
A kaddish for having our friend and his gallery around, nearby.