Was it necessary to denigrate or ignore all of the other art and performance that was happening downtown that night in your article about the closing of Branch Gallery? Though I can understand that the closing of that particular gallery was your subject and that a brave endeavor deserves some kind of homage, your article was mopey and snobbish, suggesting that a neighboring venue was having a successful opening because the art was cheap, there was alcohol, and people were in their 'comfort zones.' At least your exaggerated use of BCAC as a point of contrast is some kind of acknowledgment: you completely ignore everything else going on that night, as if Branch's 'half decade' of existence and ultimate failure as a business was the only thing worth observing in downtown Durham that night. I'm glad I was able to see the things Branch brought here, but it was kind of like an unsuccessful colony, one that steadfastly resisted the impurity of native influence, depended on the wealth of a distant realm, and failed as a result. Meanwhile, people have worked to create a monthly Third Friday event in downtown Durham (when, by the way, Branch had been known to be closed, or hosting private openings in which the uninvited would be asked to leave) which continues, despite your anemic account, to have vitality and hope.
Re: “The closing of Branch Gallery leaves a void in the Triangle's contemporary art scene”
Was it necessary to denigrate or ignore all of the other art and performance that was happening downtown that night in your article about the closing of Branch Gallery? Though I can understand that the closing of that particular gallery was your subject and that a brave endeavor deserves some kind of homage, your article was mopey and snobbish, suggesting that a neighboring venue was having a successful opening because the art was cheap, there was alcohol, and people were in their 'comfort zones.' At least your exaggerated use of BCAC as a point of contrast is some kind of acknowledgment: you completely ignore everything else going on that night, as if Branch's 'half decade' of existence and ultimate failure as a business was the only thing worth observing in downtown Durham that night. I'm glad I was able to see the things Branch brought here, but it was kind of like an unsuccessful colony, one that steadfastly resisted the impurity of native influence, depended on the wealth of a distant realm, and failed as a result. Meanwhile, people have worked to create a monthly Third Friday event in downtown Durham (when, by the way, Branch had been known to be closed, or hosting private openings in which the uninvited would be asked to leave) which continues, despite your anemic account, to have vitality and hope.