Going, Going Gone!!!!

Saying goodbye to an art work

is a hard thing. It was a labor of

love. This piece I worked day and

night all in a relatively short period

of time...still weeks, but I had to

say goodbye too soon. With it went

pieces of me and my history. But

nothing means more to me than having

someone love it as much as I do, who

really understands the piece. I certainly

don't mind it sharing a room with a Chihuly!

I love learning about who

buys a piece and why. In this

case I was able to and delighted with

where my art work found a home.

A physician who heals in trauma care.

Someone well traveled and loves other

cultures. Simpatico, I think the Spanish

call it.



I thought you would get a laugh out of how I got the art work to the museum, it has its own seat belt own! I rode in the back seat, while my partner Ann drove. I held on to the piece with one hand and let the seat belt do the rest! Who says artists aren't creative people!?