Glad today that the week is over, even if it was the best of all possible weeks, in one sense. Still, it was stressful, and the weather was (is) draggy, damp. I feel like things are rotting underfoot. We need some of last week's crispness again.Lots of art this weekend:
The Joan Miro exhibit at MOMA, with my twelve year old, for a special family program aimed at "tweens" (what a silly word though, right?)
An opening reception up in Hudson at John Davis Gallery which I would love to go to. Sort of a busman's holiday, I suppose. Probably won't make it up there Saturday night, but it will make a great Sunday drive.
Hudson Crafts Collective show at Umami, in Croton-on-Hudson, on Sunday from 1-5.
Plus lots of eyebuzz work for Tim and me this weekend, going through artist submissions, setting the 2009 calendar of exhibits, designing & ordering cards and posters for the next couple of shows. Nice work, if you can get it.
Glad for a break from the weekday rush, for a chance to dwell on what just happened, to raise a glass or two in celebration, and gather my thoughts for the road ahead.
Happy Friday. Thanks for reading.
tt
