I'm so fortunate to have opened my first solo show at the Good Girl Art Gallery on Friday, January 4th. Consequently, I spent most of December trying to be a faithful keeper of Advent, a participant in the glorious worship and excitment of Christmas and getting ready for the show.
Just a few days ago, I picked up a paint brush for the first time in nearly six weeks and it felt terrifying and terrific. Terrifying because I suppose that I've had a bit of creative block. Terrific because it felt great to be doing what I love once again.
I couldn't have done the show without the help of Springfield Canvas, who stretched many of my canvases for me. And Matt Thompson, my son-in-law, who also helped prepare the pieces for the show.
Laying them out on the floor felt great! They were really ready to go. And I could see patterns and how things would fit together.
Getting them to the exhibit room at Good Girl was even better. Can you see why? The colors really made the canvases pop and sizzle. Whew!
Here's just a sampling of the show. I need to post all of the show once I've corrected the colors in PhotoShop. The orange enhanced and played havoc with some of the colors. The interactions of colors continues to amaze me.
Lots of friends, family, colleagues and other hangers-on showed up. I wish that I had taken pictures of them all but I was having too much fun. Sorry friends for the ones that didn't turn out. No exclusion intended.
Thanks sweetheart for all your support and love. You're the best!
Too bad this photo didn't show my red cowboy boots that I wore that night.
Love and thanks to all. Thanks Good Girl Art Gallery. It was so much fun showing at your shop cum gallery.
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