Although I hail from New York, a center for some of the world’s most renowned art institutions, it wasn’t until I relocated to the West Coast, that I truly began enjoying and appreciating art. New York has an extensive art world that runs deep but it can also require deep pockets and projects a very subdued and pristine attitude. After attending a few Art Murmurs and other various art shows, I was delighted at how affordable and diverse the concept of art is out here. Beautiful hand crafted pieces aren’t hidden behind secured panels of glass and I don’t have to spend the day in hushed silence as I cautiously maneuver around large intimidating museums. Art is everywhere in Oakland. On the street, in pop up shops, in galleries no larger than my apartment and in renovated parking lots. I can touch the art and speak to the artist, all in the same moment. It is in a word gratifying.
