|The Sky is Falling|
|Jack and the Golden Acorn|
Throughout the day, old friends appeared, some I hadn't seen in a very long time. And I got to meet new people, some of which purchased my work in the past and some that found me for the first time. I spoke with a few visitors who had hesitated about coming to the show because they couldn't afford to make a purchase. I told them how happy I was they chose to spend some time with me because it's about sharing your visions and exchanging ideas, perhaps more so than selling a painting.
|Red Was Here|
|Grasshopper and the Ants|
But the most poignant moment of the day came when a long time collector arrived, and I learned his lovely wife had passed away this past spring. I was devastated for him and his family. His wife was a wonderful artist in her own right, and he conveyed to me that she had felt inspired by my work. He told me about a trip they had made to Thailand where she had acquired a lovely silver bracelet which he then presented to me as a gift. I will wear that silver band of memories with honor and loving thoughts of both Nancy and Conrad.
At the end of the day, I drove home along the back road to watch the autumn sunset over the Albemarle Sound. At my front door, I found my moonflower vine ready to give up the last of its magic to me. The paper pods have now yielded 22 milk-white seeds full of next year's enchanted blooms.
Once upon a time, there was a lady who loved to draw. And she believed in magic.
"The moment you doubt whether you can fly, you cease forever to be able to do it." - J. M. Barrie