I've had my photo cards and prints on display in a vendor-mall sort of place for the past year. The rent was cheap, the space was clean and at first, busy. The owners were and are totally amateur, but had big ideas and good intentions for the most part. But when the one brother--the quiet anxious one-- sold out to the other--the manic, Let's-Change-It-Up one--things began to slide off in a direction that was less and less the one I needed to go in. I stuck with it against my occasional thoughts... Sign in to see full entry.