Too Much Time On My Hands

       Well, for those of you waiting in suspense, my show and Andersonville Arts Weekend as a whole went really well. 

       I sold a painting to someone I respect but don't know very well, which is a good combination. In my mind, it means he actually likes my work enough to buy it for his own reasons, not just to support me or as a very generous compliment. 

       I know that's probably not the case, but when someone close to me either commissions or straight-up buys one of my pieces, the thought always crosses my mind. Here's an example of that situation. 

       Granted, I know Laura really likes Superman, so it's not that hard to believe that she would actually want the painting.    

   

       The opening was a lot of good fun with some friends and a lot of nice strangers. Some of the families I work with were gracious enough to come out and see the show, and one of my favorite five year olds in the world described it in a whisper as "one of the greatest things I'd ever seen." In my book, that's a good review. Below are some better shots of the paintings as presented in the show. 

       This one will serve as a shameless means of getting a picture of me in here. All of the others were taken at the close of the evening, and I had been thoroughly be-sodden with wine, and had become understandably less respectable looking. And I like how productive I look here.