Walking into Phillips Gallery at 4 p.m., an hour before closing time and a day before Stroll and the official opening, I see Meri Ploetz DeCaria, a third of the current show in the Main Gallery, chatting on the phone — animatedly for the usually reserved gallery director — popping up only to put yet another crimson “sold” dot next to one of her whimsical works.
I (She Who Never Goes Anywhere Now) am befuddled by the crowd, not that many, really, given gallery COVID strictures, but more than anticipated -— several craning their necks upward and marveling at the purple ceiling, something co-owner Bonnie Phillips had painted as a surprise for the staff last Christmas. These orange walls are certainly making it visually pop. And the ART is FANTASTIC! Can’t wait to drink it all in.