Recently, as I rode Billie, me wee chariot, toward home in the long light and heat of a July day I noticed a poster in the window of the studio where I had seen those lights last winter. It announced an Open House on Saturday July 30th from10am to 4pm. I made a commitment to myself to be there.
It was raining as Heather and I made our way to the Open House. The rain was nice enough to let up as we arrived.
|I like this building. I think the balloons wilted in the humidity.|
|Yep, a flamingo.|
|People were coming and going. The Studio had a wonderful feel to it.|
|Heather took this picture of Carol.|
As I watched Carol being a gracious host to strangers and welcoming dear friends, I knew I was having an experience that I'm doubtful would have happened if not for my commuting to work by small motorcycle rather than car. Billie by her nature keeps me off the expressways, places me in neighborhoods, and demands my attentiveness. I by my nature find myself increasingly caring about these neighborhoods and meeting more and more of the folk that give these places life.
I loved Carol's use of color to open up the familiar and make it fresh. I'm very glad she has a website, but I'm glad I didn't think to search it out before. It was a delight to meet both her and her work at the same time. That said, I hope you take a look. It's really good stuff.