1982 was a good year last night. It’s seems like after the holiday whirlwind of December holiday crush and getting 2009 off the launch pad, there has been very little time to sit back and spend a little quality time. Until last night.
I was the guest of some friends yesterday evening who know their way around a kitchen better than pretty much anyone I know, so I knew I had to step it up a bit with what I walked in with. Some very generous friends brought a beautiful bottle of wine to my New Years Redux party last week (thank you R and K) and it’s been taunting me on my kitchen counter ever since.
It was one of those evenings where we just traded stories back and forth. The kind of night I love the most. Good discussion with good people. Before we knew it, it was much later than we thought and I hopped in a cab to head back to my studio for a bit more work prior to my head hitting my pillows.
This week I begin printing the new photography portfolios to take to New Orleans and drop off with a few other people in Chicago who have been patiently waiting to see the new work.
The interns have their assignments and their keys to come and go when they can to help me knock down the mountain of work we have ahead of us this year. It will be a challenge, but it all feels so good right now. Making progress on the new projects in larger steps these days.
The private opening for my Chicago gallery show at The Colonie happens next week. I’m very excited about that. It’s for the advertising industry with a public opening to follow in March.
A lot has happened between 1982 and 2009. It just keeps getting better.