I have so many things I want to share with you, but for now I'm sitting quietly in the eye of the hurricane, sipping tea with my slipper-clad toes up on the heater, aware that as soon as the glistening porcelain base of my mug shows it's translucent lettering
, it's time to move.
I've been coaxing along the last few pieces, tidying up my show statement as well as the statements for the individual paintings. Tomorrow begins the official installment in the gallery. In all honesty I'm on pins and needles with excitement to see my work hanging on those crisp white walls, I'm already so proud of each piece. Each of the 35 paintings I should add.
That's a few.
And throughout these last few days, I've kept this one close by, a visual reminder of one night a kindred soul said to me (having heard these words from another kindred), "hold on baby girl, you're gonna make it."
Receiving Messages: Hold Fast
12" x 4"
I feel good. We're almost there.