Exponential Decay

Pam Schwartz and I went to the Rogers Kiene Building formerly The Gallery at Avalon Island (39 S Magnolia Ave, Orlando, Florida 32801) for the monthly In between Series featuring Exponential Decay.  The in between Series is so named because each concert happens as one art show is coming down and the next one is being mounted. I focused my attention on sketching the nudes forming a human skull before the performers took to the stage. The Nudes won a red ribbon. The ribbon added a festive 4H County Fairs vibe to the setting.The In between Series concerts are notorious for stating about an hour after the time posed on the invite. This gives me plenty of time to sketch in the setting before the performance starts.

Exponential Decay is an experimental duo from Orlando, Florida. Their music draws inspiration from a wide breadth of genres and artists but is firmly maximalist. Consisting of Jeremy Adams (bass guitar and visual programming) and Aaron Linglebach (electric guitar), Exponential Decay debuted at the IMMERSE 2017 presented by the Creative City Project. Adams and Linglebach graduated from the University of Central Florida with degrees in Music Composition and Music Performance, respectively. Outside of noise making Adams and Linglebach teach music lessons in Central Florida and perform in a variety of popular genres.

Mini CityArts

City Arts Orlando Celebrated its Grand Opening In The Historic Rogers Kiene Building In Downtown Orlando. The Downtown Arts District’s gallery marked the opening of its new location with a ribbon cutting with Orlando Mayor
Buddy Dyer
and Orlando City Commissioners. When Pam Schwartz and I arrived on the scene the gallery was too packed to get inside. Another artist, Jonathan Stemberger, was already set up across the street documenting the scene on a large yellow canvas. I have seen him at other events recording history much the way I do, so I was pleased to get a chance to meet him. He gave me his card, or so I thought. When I got home and took it out of my pocket, it turned out to be a sticker with a silhouette of a Jackal-ope on it.

I worked from the far corner to sketch the crowd pressing through the doors below the historic spire. While working, Gladiola Sotomayor shared with me photos she had taken of the mural we had worked on together that now hangs in the Orlando International Airport. I have been through the airport multiple time and not seen it yet. At sunset there is a golden column of light that shines down Pine Street only on the Rogers Kiene tower. It was exciting to see, and I splashed down some vibrant yellows and oranges in response.

With the sketch done, Pam and I went inside to explore. This building offers far less space than the former City Arts Factory a few blocks away. Artists still have to pay for the right to exhibit their work. Inside it was very crowded and the music was highly amplified. Violinist Michelle Jones performed all night. I admire how she is turning the violin into a hip pop instrument.


I was most curious about the new gallery space upstairs that had formerly been a screening room for films. The stadium seating had been removed to open up the room. I have seen and sketched so many amazing performances in that space over the years, so it will be missed by me. Now it was filled with artwork created by patients in the Integrative Medicine department at Orlando Health. The program is called Arts in Medicine. I sketched Andrea Canny who was part of a similar program funded by LIVESTRONG. A dancer was in the center of the room, so it was impossible to get close to any of the paintings on display. 

The hall ways upstairs are narrow and a woman knocked into several paintings causing them to slip on their hooks, almost falling off the wall. Another woman slammed her hand against the canvas saving it from slipping further. Together they righted the canvases. Across from them, Heisenberg, from Breaking Bad glared, his portrait covered in blue crystals of Meth.

 Though there might not have been enough space, the people who love visual arts spilled out into the street.