Updated: Mar 1
And Then Myth Was Born... The name was sent by the divine one evening over dinner at Grapevine down the street on Orleans. We officially rebranded and reintroduced the gallery in the spring of 2019. It was great to have Scott step out from behind the wizard curtain and come fully on board in every way. And it's been great to see him push himself in various creative directions ever since.
Fun Resets, so many resets, so many paint chips, a lot of late night memories.
The Dollhouse was a gallery model that Scott dreamed up to help us plan and design resets while across the country.
The Coolest Unidentified Floating Shelves
The Greatest Neighbors & Friends & Regular Local Flavor Characters
So Many Fun Events
Prime Parade Viewing- Easter, Barkus, & Krewe du Vieux are my Favorites and we've had some mighty good parties and a whole lot of champagne runs.
Mail Call is the best. Nobody gets mail like Myth does. Scott almost always sends doodles and Betsy sometimes sends chocolates along, handfuls of beads tossed in the box, and sometimes even a handful of hairbrush hair. It's a surprise always.
When Valentinos Used to Come to Work with Me & All the Daily Dogs that depend upon us for their biscuits
When We Had a Gallery Snake Named Monty
The Holiday Decor
The Guest Artists & Pop Ups
The Time That the Prince of Monaco Came to Royal Street to Dedicate a Plaque to His Aunt, Princess Alice
We Made T-Shirts
And We Made Books
And Pillow Shams
The Time That We Took Homer Simpson to Martha's Vineyard.
The piece was a collaboration between Betsy & our neighbor & friend Butch Von Dreaux. We've taken art to Israel, Greece, all over Asia, Mexico and many fun short trips across the South but this trip and this piece as a travel companion were tops.
Sally Ride's Tea Party & The Bunny Ball
Petros is a pelican now living in Florida but forever in my heart as Betsy took the name inspiration from the famous pelican named Petros that is an icon of the island of Mykonos. Petros and I were inseparable the summer of his creation as Betsy allowed him to go where I went and do what I did all of which I documented and created a fun comic book with.
When Drew, a beloved collector and friend, Comes By After a Holiday Luncheon, a damn blast.
The Story of the Gallery Rat That We Named Milton and was then memorialized sculpturally forever by Betsy is a long one but the short form of it is that one night with some liquid courage we brought the evasive rat we'd finally successfully trapped over to the banks of the Mississippi River to be among friends. By we, I mean Betsy, myself, and my sweet vegan animal loving boyfriend that I met the night of our gallery opening, six years ago today. We went our separate ways then bumped into each other in the wine aisle at Rouses each of us getting a celebratory bottle when our phones began going off alerting us that the gallery alarm had been triggered. Watching the cameras together we realized that we had separated two lovers and Juliet back at the gallery was desperately searching for her Romeo that was now a river dweller.
The Time Betsy Was Able to Source in Person Again "After" the Pandemic
& the Feeling of Pressure Washing the Buildings in Preparation to Reopen After Lockdown
The Commissions have been a blast, every single one of them, almost. I particularly love commissions because I enjoy a "never hurts to ask" person almost as much as I love a true individual with creative ideals. The magnifying glass came out so old world cool and was made for one of my favorite French Quarter couples. The bulldog was such a thoughtful gift from husband to wife and the best part was the surprise delivery of it when they vacationed in New Orleans and the last thing she expected to see at her favorite gallery was this tribute to her team waiting for her.
The Time We Did a Podcast
The Time We Filmed a Film Short