Today is June 1st, a day I've been anticipating for some time now. Today is the last opening reception at my art gallery, which simultaneously starts the countdown until we close at the end of the month.
It also marks the unofficial beginning of summer vacation, which technically starts at the end of my daughter's school year.
Finally, this week my house officially went on the market, and that's number three in beginnings and endings for me.
I know I have a lot of work ahead of me, but I couldn't be happier!
I've spackled and painted the gallery walls for the last time. I've gotten my press clippings saved and photocopied, sent all my emails and facebook messages, paid the last utility bills and put out my absolute last roll of toilet paper and paper towels. The lawn is mowed and the last pot of pretty flowers awaits our visitors.
I'm so ready!
For the final exhibition three awesome artists are each having solo shows in the three gallery spaces we have. Of course one of the artists is me! but what I've just noticed as I'm writing this is that my largest painting is really working well with this whole theme today. The painting is called Baby and depicts a large roughly textured head on it's side with another very sparse head rising out of it. Truly I can't remember what my thoughts were as I painted this image, but it now appears quite timely for a day like today which marks the beginning and the end.