
this american life.
a renewed sense of purpose
this blog.
this blog too.
when my co-teacher said today "and now for our weekly friday radical politics lesson. . ."
and miles, our acrobatic student said to his neighbor "did she say it's our weekly rice cake lesson?"
and finally, the blessing of friends coming to visit me while i am holed up in my studio. it feels downright communal.
it is the final countdown and there are a whopping 55 people coming to my opening on friday night. this makes me simaltaneously sick to my stomach and ecstatic. hopefully noone will notice if the paintings are still a bit wet- because it's looking like that's how it's going to be!! i wish i had time to write the list of why i feel so blessed right now- but ya'all will just have to read between the shapes in my paintings for now. after friday, i promise. . .
come see these works at Austin Law on 21st and Castro on 4.27 @ 7pm.
come support the children i teach so they know they can grow up to be artists.
(this show is a benefit for the one and only CASA, the most sparkly and magical place ever)
if you come, they will love you, and so will i, for ever and ever.