Going to the movies is an American pastime. And most of us have not been inside a theater in over a year, although our streaming services have undertaken an accelerated flow.
What does this hold for the future? None of us really knows. But these iconic edifices already inspire a kind of nostalgia. Most of us old-timers in Livingston remember how it was before they split the screen and doubled their revenue potential. Lots of folks passed by while I was painting and remarked upon it.
The woman who owned this theater, Pinkie, was a huge sweetheart and gave out free passes like benedictions. The new proprietors seem really nice and the town is grateful that they are taking care of things. This pandemic has definitely presented a trial for them.
Small independent movie theaters across the country are all in the same boat. When things loosen up it will be a delight to resume our attendance in solidarity.
8"x10", oil on board.