
Today Paul and I drove down to Tampa to see my work that was in an invite only show by Katherine Gibson who is a private art dealer. Every once in awhile she converts her house into a gallery show for her clients, so they can see the art in a home setting. It was so much fun to see my work grouped in with other artists and displayed in such a lovely setting. It was a breath of fresh air and I am so glad I took the time to go.
In the morning I had worked myself into a quite a state: Toby had an eye infection and needed running to the vet, I have a huge stack of emails that piled up while I was away teaching, and some reproductions I had made of of my work did not turn out good (I'm blaming the mercury retrograde). So I was feeling flustered, overwhelmed and out of sorts. I am so glad that I took the time to go to the show because I feel so much better, more centered and ready to face the world again.
Here are some photos from the show!

one of my 3-d cigar box artworks on a nightstand

metal sitting PoppetsĀ® on a window ledge....

more metal sitting PoppetsĀ® on a window ledge....

An assortment of 3-d cigar box collages, a sitting lady and a PoppetĀ® doll....

And on our way there we were driving behind this ... we thought it was hilarious the Mini on top of that giant Hummer.
Paul and I got Love Me If You Dare, in from Netflix, so I am going to snuggle down and watch it. I can get back to catching up and dealing with the real world tomorrow, for now I am going to relax and try not to feel stressed out or overwhelmed.
nighty night!
EDITED 10pm: Only two stars for Love Me if You Dare. It wasn't at all the Amelie style movie I thought it would be. It was odd and disturbing. Oh well!