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    The Power of Place

    By Ivan Barnett Ivan’s abode, front door on Brisa.  Image Ivan Barnett. “A house is much more than a mere shelter; it should lift us emotionally and spiritually.” — John Saladino There are certain rooms that do more than contain…

    Salon 1033: Why the Room Still Matters

    By Ivan Barnett Native On Horse, Water Color, Paul Dyck. Over the past year I have come to understand something more clearly than ever before: the room matters. We are living through one of the most extraordinary technological moments in…

    Holiday Light, Northern Enchanted Night

    By Ivan Barnett Chapel at Chimayo, New Mexico, by Roberto Cardinale (in the artist’s studio), 2021.  Image by Ivan Barnett. The first time I visited Santa Fe for the holidays—back in the mid ’70s—I felt like I’d stumbled into a…

    Rice/Beans and AI

    By Ivan Barnett, Serious Play “An artist is not paid for their labor but their vision.” –Whistler, (Image Ivan Barnett and father) “Just two years ago I was afraid of even approaching AI tools.  Now they are like any other.”—Ivan…

    A Field Guide for Galleries Now

    By Ivan Barnett “Be a yardstick of quality.”  Steve Jobs.  Image by Ivan Barnett/Photo of Jobs by Doug Menuez “When it’s no longer about the stories, but only about the numbers—and the numbers are stacked against you—then I’m out.” —…

    Reserves and the Next Canvas

    By Ivan Barnett, Serious Play “If only larger would guarantee success…nothing is forever.” Image IVAN BARNETT “There’s an enormous delta between idea and execution.” — Steve Jobs Coleman McCormick As an artist and former gallery creative director, I’ve learned the…

    Are We There Yet? Taming the Last 10 Percent

    by Ivan Barnett, Serious Play “Greatness is always measured by doing more.”  Image and Words by Ivan Barnett. Every meaningful project has a strange, hard-to-name stretch near the end. The bones are there, the thing “works,” and yet you know…