seeing a shadow touch a shadow’s hand
December 4, 2008 | Filed Under familial, royal buffet
okay, so my days have been short and full and my poor little blog is sad to be forgotten so. i think about writing when i’m eating whipped cream on toaster waffles or pulling warm socks from the dryer and putting my feet down into them, little wonderful things that remind me to write.
we’ve been busy making things for the show, hanging the show, obsessing about the show, and this kind of thing. in the midst of that i’ve had a mountain (beautiful mountain, austrian hills-are-alive kind of mountain) of royal orders to make and wrap and ship. then came a quick trip to the farm for thanksgiving and a most wretched (MOST!) bout of the flu that literally made me cry and whimper to myself for a few dark hours in the night. lola is nearly done with it, jude, too. henry and ernie have yet to whimper and have been doing all of the things a sick and very busy mama has just stopped doing. well, maybe not all of the things, but the important ones. i came home tonight to ernie hosting a weird noise contest in the living room. this, i love. i also love that jude, after being sick and parked in front of the tv for too long said, “i’m tired of watching tv, i’m a dummy!” it’s good to know that we have taught him something useful and good.
the show opens tomorrow at art & light on pendleton street in greenville. yay! the first fridays bash starts at 5, so be there under the festoons to admire our moose taxidermy and other very delicious holiday fare, or be sad that you didn’t come, the choice is yours. directions can be had here.
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I know, I know. I get easily distracted by less important things, myself. Point is, you’re working hard at our creative life and I wish I could see your show. I know you’re up to good stuff. Keep working. And that photo is so pretty; I love it as much as the mobil itself
xo
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(I meant to say you’re working hard at *your* creative life, in case that sounded funny)
oh! how beautiful… how engaging. even though my evening of obligation turned into something rather pleasant, how i would have instead adored walking and talking, coffeeing, ahhing, basking in all of the lovely at art & light tonight. it was absolutely spectacular. your room was especially fantastic, of course, as was simply being around the energy of artists working, being shown, appreciated. you are the sort of lady that could inspire perfumes or clothing lines, paintings and poems. i’m so glad i could come, even if just for a tiny minute.