I've had a great week. So much exciting and good news. For one thing, I just purchased my tickets back home this coming January. I can't wait to go home because my newest niece/nephew is due at that time and I'll be there to meet him/her! And while I'm in the area, I'm going to take a seminar at the George Eastman House on alternative processes. Mark Osterman is giving a workshop on physautotypes and I. CAN. NOT. WAIT!
The exhibit that my piece is showing at opened this past Thursday. That in itself was great news, since I found out that the gallery was without power and in a flooding zone from Hurricane Sandy a couple weeks ago. But somehow they were able to get it together in less than a week's time and two days after the opening, I found out that someone wanted to purchase my piece! Hurray! I am completely surprised, happy and humbled.
Is it odd that I feel anxious from all this good news? Too many good things and I keep waiting for the catch or fall! I realize that sounds superstitious and crazy... just trying to keep it all in stride. :)