Today though, I’ll stay on the side of flash, immediate transformation. For instance, the tube in my nose is history. And, like post childbirth, all memories of disability and discomfort are forgotten. (True, I don’t have a baby to fuel my joy, but that’s okay: I don’t think I want to be a mommy to a newborn right now.) Why do we think of change as a negative? Quick improvements are life’s icing!
Still, on days like this, you have to be troubled by the suddenness. For example, we had storms today. Out of nowhere.
Last night's sky flashed repeatedly for us, and the morning came on gloomy: humid and wet. I left my daughters’ car out so that it would get a good wash.
Evening? Same thing.
But in between, I went to my favorite café to study the space where I’m to hang my photos this week-end. You may remember that my favorite café is actually just outside Madison. So I pass fields of corn to get there.
Would you guess this to be the stormiest day of the season thus far?
There comes a point in the hanging of every show by an artist when the work is finally arranged on the walls to its best advantage ready for public eyes, the artist is frazelled but full of anticipation and relieved that the show is ready to open. That is the time to stop, take a deep breath, relax, and enjoy the moment.
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Which cafe? I'm going.
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