I’ve been realizing lately that it’s my 20th anniversary of being a professional artist. In 1999 I had my first ever gallery show, at Cecelia Lin Gallery in Brookhaven Circle. It was a still life show in pastel. This fall my show at Playhouse on the Square (still up through this Sunday) is the first pure still life show I’ve done since, though I did include some in the Autobiography show a couple of years ago. I dug out one of the old pastels to photograph and include here just for fun. I still love pastels, but they have to be protected under glass to go out in the world, and I finally got tired of framing them. However, I did really enjoy the immediacy of sticks of color in my hand, and I love the texture you can get with the highlights and depths of bumpy paper.
I feel unbelievably lucky to be able to live this life and make art almost daily. I’m so grateful to the community around me, all of you who have come to shows, taken home art to live with, sent words of encouragement, and shared my work for your friends. It all adds up. It takes a village for an artist to work full time as an artist, and I have a flat out fantastic village.