My trip up to Tacoma was a bit rocky at first, although sometimes good things happen despite the ride. My friend Amanda Houston and I were nearly killed on the I-5 corridor as we were slowing down in the fast lane. A car came skidding out of control from the next lane over and swerved to hit the car just before us. Shaking us up, we were thanking our Guardian Angels for the remainder of the ride.
We soon arrived at the American Art Company and settled down quickly with the sight of our pastel peers. What a great group of people. Our juror, Greg Biolchini, PSA, judged the event and had many positive things to say about the pastel movement. Surprisingly, I was rewarded the "Kitty Wallis Award" for my piece Satin Slopes!
Since the near death event on the freeway, and my sister's death, I'm beginning to feel that the award is not as important as my journey and how I get there. Don't get me wrong here, what I'm trying to say is that the journey is where the joy is, not the end result ie: awards, publicity, fame etc... I am grateful to be alive and a practicing artist. I get so much joy in sharing my work, my skills and hopefully, in the end it will make a difference. Making a mark with my life.