My cup runneth over! Not only that I've got work in an exhibition, that I can look forward to another show at Core Gallery in the new year, that so many friends came to the private view and shared my joy in seeing my work out in the world: on Monday Mien and John came to my house. That would have been glorious enough, but my bbf came bearing gifts... The paper-covered egg-shells feel warm in the palm of my hand, as if inhabited once more, with a tiny slumbering being magicked inside by Mien, when she painstakingly put the egg back together. Looking at the seams I'm thinking of a baby's fontanelles...It was kind of weird to meet in the flesh, but also felt like the natural continuation of the long, ongoing conversation we have had through the net. My work hangs, lies, hovers everywhere in my flat - I showed it off like a mother her little children. Yes, Mien was here!
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Precious moments, mysterious, delicate and intimate as Mien's egg.
So lovely to share in all your great news Marion,
Be well,
Susanna
dearest Marjojo - this is so little compared to what you have given me...
visiting you, seeing you amidst your art - crazy surprises and secrets here and there - was the highlight of my trip. i missed you already soon after leaving your place...
:)
i am so happy for you both, it's wonderful to meet a person in real life, with whom one has developed such a deep and long and enriching internet connection, it happened once to me as well and i also relish that memory...
i would be afraid to breathe next to these eggs, they are so fragile...
So much bouncing happiness makes me smile from one ear to the other...
This is so so beautiful!!
i showed it off like a mother her little children--
i love that, and your kind greatful heart, the tenderness in you bothn is such strength!
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