Out

I have this thing to go to tonight. I have to go out as an artist.

I have donated a piece to The Friends School and the fundraiser is this evening. There will be a silent auction of nature related art and other gifts and services. I do hope there is far more art than their are attendees. There is nothing worse than a work of art, sitting there with no bids, finally being taken away by the ringleader of the fundraiser to give away as a gift. Paid for, of course, but still.

I donated a piece last year to a nature conservancy group. I did not attend the event. Perhaps if I had, I could have generated some interest in the piece. But, yes, the organizer did purchase my piece as a gift. It wasn't fought over. There was no bidding war. Probably a good thing that I did not go.

So tonight, I will be at this event to promote my art.

For me, that means I will nurse a glass of wine, eat some appetizers (no doubt some green will remain between my front teeth), and I will be holding up a wall somewhere. I will weakly answer those usual questions:

"How long did that take to make?"

"What do you do with it?"


Then there will be the usual statements:

"My grandmother was a quilter."

"I need another glass of wine."


Arrrrgh. I hate these things.

Please wish me the best. Send courage.