This is supposed to be my first art show and for a first timer...my show was canceled huhuhuhhuhu :{I've been making ACEOs lately, just printed out my newly made biz cards and recently finished two of my mixed media to include in the art show and then---NEWSFLASH! WINTER STORM COMING in the TRI-STATE!
Well, I'm kinda sad but I guess I saw it coming already. Don't know how, don't know why. But this afternoon while I'm doing some last finishing touch with one art work, Gwen (being sick) was crying and I don't know how to stop her. I'm so tired and my hands are shaking (I cook and wash dishes at the same time; hot+cold=shaking hands), I don't think I'm getting enough sleep and I don't eat at the right time when Tim's not home. So I just curled up my feet at the kitchen floor and cried out to God once and for all while Gwen was screaming.
We all have emotional baggage, some are big...some are just tiny little bit. They are all different from each other. I've been unloading mine all the time (everyday)... because if I don't it wouldn't be easy to carry it all everyday. Today was a relief after that moment by the kitchen. Gwen was looking for me in the bedroom while she was crying and when I came to her, she just hugged me with her cry. Her cry became a song in my ears all of a sudden and gave me comfort.
The art show being canceled was a blessing in disguise as well. I've been asking myself and Tim if I'm ready for this. Yeah, it's not a whole-day art show or overdue exhibit show but I've never been IN this kind of affair. I didn't see myself looking at my art works in a gallery. Indeed, it was a blessing for the PAC owner to open their art doors for me.
Upon hearing from Barb if we should cancel the art show, it wasn't a winter storm I felt. It was peace. Not because I'm scared to be out there (maybe just a bit), but it's because there's still more to be done. Like I said, I'm always a work in progress...and so is my art.
{The art show was postponed to April 4, possibly combined show with artist Emily Caine.}
We all have emotional baggage, some are big...some are just tiny little bit. They are all different from each other. I've been unloading mine all the time (everyday)... because if I don't it wouldn't be easy to carry it all everyday. Today was a relief after that moment by the kitchen. Gwen was looking for me in the bedroom while she was crying and when I came to her, she just hugged me with her cry. Her cry became a song in my ears all of a sudden and gave me comfort.
The art show being canceled was a blessing in disguise as well. I've been asking myself and Tim if I'm ready for this. Yeah, it's not a whole-day art show or overdue exhibit show but I've never been IN this kind of affair. I didn't see myself looking at my art works in a gallery. Indeed, it was a blessing for the PAC owner to open their art doors for me.
Upon hearing from Barb if we should cancel the art show, it wasn't a winter storm I felt. It was peace. Not because I'm scared to be out there (maybe just a bit), but it's because there's still more to be done. Like I said, I'm always a work in progress...and so is my art.
{The art show was postponed to April 4, possibly combined show with artist Emily Caine.}
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