It is hard to explain the opening night of an exhibit but it is kind of like your mind is naked on the wall for everyone to see what goes on inside your head. It's exciting and terrifying all at the same time. It's also like a wedding where you get about two minutes with each guest before telling yourself to move on to the next person so that you get a chance to talk to everyone that was able to come. I had many great conversations last night about specific artworks and the show as a whole. One of the most interesting conversations was about how much more exciting it is to see the work in person. We have grown accustomed to viewing artwork the size of Instagram on our phone and forget that it lives out there in the real world many times larger than that one inch by one inch frame. My friend Mary said that artwork has a "presence" in person that you just can't capture on such a small scale. That conversation has inspired me to start going to see more work in person again instead of behind my screen. Thank you Mary for coming and putting that thought in my head. If you are reading this maybe we can meet up and go to some galleries together. I have a following of friends and of course family that come to most if not all of my shows and I cannot thank them enough for their love and loyalty. I truly have the best group of supporters out there. You may recognize the tiny human above as my adorable donut date, "Tess". She probably attended her first show in her mom's belly. The gallery surprised us with an awards ceremony where they brought back our most loved professors to present us with medals and a gift from the gallery pictured above. I was not expecting this and it just added to the nostalgia of the night being back in the place I called home for so many years in college. I had very few moments to think last night but I took a moment to look at all of those professors and just remember how much they inspired me then and how much they continue to inspire me all of these years later. It just proves to me how important teachers are in our lives and how I lucky I am to have one of the most important jobs you can have in this life.
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