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June 22, 2007
Where Was I?
I have absolutely no idea. This afternoon I walked to the opening night of our local Artwalk. I was going to explain it for you, but in looking for a link I discovered that we are not anywhere close to holding the only one in existence. (Big surprise there.) Suffice to say that most of the downtown businesses turn into galleries for a couple of months and hang/display the work of one to three artists in their public spaces. It's kind of cool, really. Especially opening night, when most of the "galleries" have food. I did not eat dinner before heading downtown. There was no point. I grazed my way down Main Street and back up again.
That, however, is not the point of this entry. The point of this entry is that I had written something really cool in my head, well, the beginnings of it, anyway, on the walk down. I even had a great title for it. Two pinwheel sandwiches, a glass of wine, two bottles of water and countless pieces of fruit and bread and cheese and unnamed dessert-y things later (including two cream puffs, mmmmm!), I can no longer remember anything about the really awesome entry except that it once existed. Unfortunately only in my head.
Bah.
I did buy, well, not really buy, since I haven't paid for it yet, but I did give the artist my name and phone number, this really awesome photograph. Hold on, let me see if he has a website...
AND HE DOES!
(Pardon the shouting, I just got so excited.) THIS is the photograph I bought. Or will be buying. Take a minute to go look. Really. It's awesome. Don't you just love the smile on her face? That woman's entire body is joyful. She's just comfortable in herself, and that's what I strive to--YES!!! I just remembered the sort of point of the original blog entry! It's about getting old and--Dammit. Gone again.
Right. So. I bought or will buy or at the very least, intend to buy, the above photograph. To hang in my new office. As an actor, hell, as a human, I strive to embody that kind of joy. Bless that woman's heart. And bless the photographer for seeing that moment for what it was and freezing it to share with other people who need occasional reminders that joy can be found in something as seemingly innocent as a good cigar.
Posted by sally at June 22, 2007 08:43 PM
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