Sunday, June 27, 2010
Art Show Baby!!!
I’m famous. Well, at least I was in my own mind.
But now I have outside verification. My name appeared in our local paper!!!
As an ARTIST! #score
Now look, I’ve been in a mosaic art studio for, I don’t know, a couple of years. It’s become a religion, like sacramental blood in my veins. (Especially the part where we close studio and have wine on Friday nights. This ritual is actually called Vespers.) #awesome
At this point, everyone is getting ready for an Art Show at Mexican Restaurant.
And I’m having a breakdown. Cuz this is the time of year when the Mommy duties go way up and studio drops to Number 782 on my To Do list.
Oh, I want to be part of. And I eat at this fricking restaurant EVERY Monday night. How will I swallow the yummy food with all the bitter bile, as I dine amongst my colleagues truly awesome art pieces?
So I suck it up.
I have no ideas. And every else has taken the cool stuff. You know, like Margaritas and Tacos!
So I announce I’m going to do a Heart. (Our heart really does reside in this little place.) Oops. “Does not meet the theme of the show.” #dammit
Thank God, one of the artists abandoned her chili pepper piece. Hallelujah! A concept I can run with.
So I do Chili Peppers on a Heart. (Cuz I’m stubborn like that, when I’m not wallowing in bitterness.)
But I make it small. Like 9 inches. Cuz I have one week.
So I lock my kids in another room, allow them extraordinary access to Disney Channel and the Wii and I crank.
And I talk to myself. “It doesn’t have to be perfect. Just get it done. Or you will be LEFT OUT.”
The words LEFT OUT always invoke some kind of awful fear in me. But it is enough to keep me moving.
And you know, I am nothing without a village. @Pottery45Girl, Jennifer my teacher helped me saw the heart background; @JerryLStudio suggested I lay the chili peppers overlapping to create a heart within a heart, @SocialMosaics grouted it for me.
Then everybody from the studio took a whole night to hang all the pieces. (And don’t forget the doctor who prescribes my xanax. A very important member of my village.)
And clearly you have achieved the Big Time when the local paper not only writes about the show, but runs a picture of your piece! Check it out.
This makes me famous, right? #pleasepleaseplease