There and Back (with MORE Pictures!)
So, you want to know about the show? After a long week of anticipation and stress, I am simply a blend of various emotions and feelings still. I had no idea what to expect from the whole ordeal and now that I am on the other side, I feel relieved. But I find myself pensively mulling over the next step.
Night Before
So, tomorrow is the show. I’ve got five framed pieces, two matted ones, and a few small things. I am also bringing a portfolio of things I have done over the years just to take up space. I have no idea what to expect, but some photos on “Flickr” (tracked down by my hubby) showed that it is very low key. There may be a bit of debauchery, but, heck, I’m not planning on joining in.
Just shoot off my drawing hand, why don’t ya?
I am racked with emotions right now. That big exciting art show is only two days away. And I naively thought I had something of worth to show. I took my “prized” painting to a frame shop to get it matted, when finally asked about the piece the woman was looking to confirm her thoughts that it was a painting of conch shells. Conch shells!!? It is supposed to be a rose… Or maybe a peony at best. But shells? I was crushed. I didn’t even feel like getting it matted anymore after that.
In Broad Daylight
Today was a little crazy. At first there was not much going on. When I picked up my youngest son from day camp around noon, I learned that a little friend of ours may have broken her arm while at daycamp. Although I never saw her or her mom, the injury sounded like the kind that sends out the panic alarm. I guided my little one to the car and then went to pick up a pizza. I paid for the food and left a little tip in the counter jar. Then I am not sure what I did next. But by the time I got home I realized I was missing my wallet.