I had a couple really nice things happen this week:
Thursday night my husband and I went to our local pub for a game or two of cribbage. We were sitting outside discussing...art of course, and a man came out and quietly sat down to have a smoke. He looked at me and told me that he remembered me painting the murals on the wall there a few years back. He said he travels a lot in his job but always looks forward to coming to the pub so he can sit and look at my paintings. Well, I have to admit I got a tear in my eye! He couldn't have been more sincere, either. Another man there told a friend of his that if he ever wanted a portrait done of his family, he could come to me and it would turn out perfectly. He was also sincere. Just when I start doubting whether my art is EVER going to get anywhere, something like this comes up. Divine intervention? Maybe.... ;-)
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