Judith Lewis of the La Weekly wrote a fantastic piece about Timothy Leary's posthumous art showing at Lightspace Gallery in Los Angeles.
The overall impression is not of a grandstander who narcissistically adored the attention of the media, but of an irrepressible spirit with an unusually exuberant constitution — a man who had discovered, when he first indulged in the mushroom at the ripe age of 40, a source of magic so delightful, so full of possibility, so unreservedly fun that he simply could not keep the news to himself.
