I am so stoked about my upcoming art event....
http://www.artlovemagic.com/ (!!!) Seriously. *Excited*. 2000 people are expected. (!!!) I plan to exhibit the banned breast cancer portrait in honor of the model who passed away this summer, plus a buttload of my recent photographic work. I'll also have my easel set up and will work on a live painting during the event. I'm working with some of the most interesting female artists in Dallas with this group, and I can hardly stifle the inner WHOOT that keeps rising up in my chest!
Meesha is away at camp. In the mornings, I peek in her messy room like I always do when she's home. We fought before she left, but of course I miss my eye-rolly teen sumpin awful.
How could it be? I think maybe my Butch brother has come back to me. After all these years without my true blue. I feel so fortunate at the reconnecting we've been doing, tears keep welling up.
Me and babygirl are in a simple, peaceful, sweet place lately. I'm lucky to have the love of a good girl, and she helps her Daddy, too.
May have made a new artist friend. I'm pretty particular these days. But we'll see.