I missed the table with name tags when we first entered, but one of my nieces took care of things by grabbing mine and sticking it on my shirt. Shortly after that, the director of the show came up and said "Oh! You're our Charlene!" Our??? She had read the text of the newspaper interview but hadn't seen the photograph. When the art was being hung the other day, someone recognized one of my paintings from the newspaper article. The staff was so happy about the newspaper article, I became "our Charlene" to them!
Here is Allison next to her portrait. She recognized the painting of my house (above) before she saw her painting.
Here I am with my groupies

And here are my very tired, biggest supporters. Bill worked 18 hours each Friday and yesterday, and 6 today before the exhibit. Billy got home from camping just in time to shower, change and head to the show. I am sure they are both reliving the exhibit behind closed eyelids right now. Surely they can't simply be asleep while I am still so excited!
I feel like Goldilocks when she had found the right bed and the right bowl of porridge. Everything was just right today. I certainly don't feel smug about my work, but neither am I embarrassed.

1 comment:
Oh Knit, you look gorgeous, along with your sisters and friends. Yea, we have a true artist amongst us now. I am so very proud of you.Congratulations. The best I can say for myself is I won Best Decorated Booth at our huge Festival here and I'm glad my mom shared it with me. Love Ya, Pat
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