Huddled Around our Electronic Hearths, With an Ache to Touch

We huddle around our electronic hearths, looking at each other through the flames, with an ache to touch. When we rise, we look around at walls that enclose, finding safety in contemplative ways, uneasily worshipping these melancholy days. There is an important question that the William Busta Gallery and its projects have asked over and over and over: As artists […]
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