I can tell you what art of place is not. I am an authority on this because I was raised in a town that had a zillion galleries chock full of well-wrought seascapes, a thousand canvases of finely painted breaking waves with the sunlight shining through their transparent faces, and perhaps the Lone Cyprus® or a low-flying gull. Just because you can does not mean you should. I can tell you that subject cannot define a regionally inflected art without veering toward kitsch….
