The time is now.
My fingers are ripe and my drill battery is dead, but all 20 pieces are framed and ready to go up on the walls of Turner Fine Art. In a half hour, we convene within the pristine gallery walls (thanks Barbara) and start arranging the work I’ve assembled. Frankly, if I was an actor this compares to winning an Oscar. The respect I hold for this gallery and Kathryn is unparalleled and I have to pinch myself that this is on my calendar.
I am filled with excitement and angst to share these panels coated in my favorite colors and memories. This western land has hosted my existence, kept me humble and I am filled with gratitude.
Stay tuned, but also come celebrate with me on FRIDAY, MARCH 13 between 4 - 6:30 pm.