Normally I don't usually meet people, unless I already know them.
- Absolute disdain for and consequent ineptitude with small talk.
- The ability, honed by necessity, to limit my circle of friends to people I actually like.
I'd like to return to the crowd filling the gallery again, for a minute, if I could. I don't want to sound like I feel superior to them. I'm wearing jeans and a dress shirt, for god's sake. I'm hardly revolutionary in my attire, my attitude or my practices. And to be fair, when so much has been co-opted by business, how can one TRULY be different? I'm just not interested in talking to them. It's still small talk, even if your nose is pierced or you have fuzzy boots.