"Are you all right" the curator asked me, "You have a funny look on your face".
I replied "Oh, just in a state of shock". Yes, you could have knocked me over with a chicken feather!
My typical reserve, never afraid in the face of danger, totally went out the window. My knees were shaking and I honestly thought I would pass out. Somehow I managed to collect the check and make it back to where my handsome man was standing without landing in a heap on the floor. I am shaking right now even thinking about it. I wasn't even going to make the trip back up north to attend the artist reception and awards ceremony, but at the last minute I decided to go. So I hopped in good ole Wilma and away we went. The boy's would take care of the farm while I was gone.
|yes, it's blurry|
I haven't learned how to use my new camera
Uintah Arts Council
for the opportunity to participate in your annual show
and especially for the unexpected