The winter's fruit.

"What?" you say? "nothing fruits in the Virginia winter!"  Especially not this past one. The one that never seems to end. It's April 9 and there are 6 inches of sticky heavy snow outside. The daffodils are covered up.

The fruit I refer to is the fruit of my efforts in the studio. Winter is a good time to get some solid concentrating done, since it's too dreadful to be outside and everyone else is hunkered down too, just waiting it out. I'm not very social any time of the year, and even less so in the winter. In winter I spend much more time in the studio, and can follow a train of thought for longer without interruption. In summer I'm outside.

So I just updated the website, with some examples of this fruit, and if you're in Richmond or nearby, you can see some of it in person. Which of course I highly recommend, because a photo on a screen is just NOT THE SAME as the piece in person. IMHO.

Back in February, through absolutely no effort of my own, I scheduled a show at the Richmond Public Library, main branch. Thanks to Sebastian Jackson, by the way, who hooked me up with Lynn Vandenesse, who curates the shows there. Now that show is up, and you can see it until April 30. It's in the second-floor mezzanine space, a lovely space filled with light from the huge front windows of the library.

The main branch of the Richmond Public Library is a dear old haunt for me. I cannot say how many hours I spent in the art book stacks when I lived downtown, and then much later in the children's book section when Lilly was a kid. And in an interesting circle of fate thing, the Gellman Room was the location of my first show ever, way back in 1981. I was showing with the "Women's Caucus for Art", and it's a good thing I've had it on my CV for all these years, because I retain no memories of the actual event or what I showed. (To all young people out there: better write it down. You think you're going to remember it, but it's all much more slippery than you think.)
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