I received my first painting by Keiran Brennan Hinton a year ago—a painting of the view looking out his Bronx studio window in exchange for a piece of writing that I never got around to finishing. This April, I added another one of Keiran’s paintings to my wall, this one of the Toronto skyline. From there, they multiplied like bunnies left unattended. At the time of writing, I have twelve of Keiran’s paintings covering almost every wall in my apartment. Most will leave again, departing out for fairs and exhibitions, to new homes and walls and eyes. The paintings are quickly replaced, my apartment a pseudo-studio for the artist as he spends the lockdown in Canada and away from New York.
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