Talk to Ashley Mayne for awhile, and you might feel a little bewitched. Her eyes are pale green and her gaze asymmetrical, so she seems to be simultaneously looking you right in the eye and focused on something beyond.
It's immediately obvious that Eric Forstmann is self-reflective—a considerate artist with a sense of humor, an open mind, and an accelerating national reputation. His art is available for purchase at Eckert Fine Art Gallery in Pine Plains.
In the eight years I've been living in uptown Kingston (I moved here from Belgium in 2007), I've watched it grow from a place where I could make tumbleweed jokes to a thriving community where nobody gets my tumbleweed jokes anymore.
There was a time when young people learned adult skills and responsibilities by following actual adults around as they performed their tasks, not sitting at desks and being expected to absorb trigonometry and Chaucer while their hormones and curiosity about the world past the classroom ran wild.
New York City may have a lofty tradition of unconventional live/work spaces, but the Hudson Valley does not. That meant that Ken Rabe had to be a pioneer, and explain to banks what his vision was. And as the old joke goes, a pioneer is the guy on the trail just ahead of you with the arrow on his back.