except it isnt.
I just forgot
and wore my slippers out of the house today.
I think it has something to do with school plus teaching plus art work plus I have three plants to feed.
I was painting in a friend's studio this week and heard some people in the gallery behind me discussing work.
And I thought, one of those voices sounds familiar.
and something all of a sudden came over me and I knew exactly what voice it was.
My college painting professor - Joseph DiBella.
I walked up and said, "I am going to cry."
And I did.
He is very special.
A wonderful teacher and supporter.
And a huge part of who I am as an artist.
It was amazing to be able to tell him I am a full time artist
and show him my current painting.
I am working on two very large pieces right now and he got to see most of one.
If I am not doing homework these days I am carrying oversized canvases against the wind. I can never figure out how NOT to turn into a sail when running a painting into my home.
Let's just say.
I am very cool.