I guess everyone in the Northeast and maybe the entire NORTH feels the cold today! Normally I don't mind it much, unless there's a wicked wind, which there is NOT today, but there was yesterday... But I've had a relapse of the bronchitis and I'm feeling the cold, feeling tired, gloomy and depressed. Just when I was feeling fine again, boom, I guess I over-did it. This is/was my first bout with bronchitis and I'm beginning to understand just how nasty it can be.
Our January and February journal quilts are due in Houston one way or another by March first. I emailed mine today and hope they make it through the crowds of other almost-last-minute folks and into the special exhibits email box. I'm not totally thrilled with either piece, but that's the way it goes sometimes. And sometimes others really LIKE what I'm not that pleased with, so who's to say what is what. Beauty is in the eye of the beholder, that's what!
My own email box is beginning to gather jpegs since I'm curating two shows at the moment. One is a special art quilt exhibit to be held at the State Quilt Guild of New Jersey's show in June by our wonderful little Eclectic Quilter's group. There are about a dozen of us in the group with varying ages, experiences, talents, and personalities - just as one would expect in a good group. We meet once a month taking turns hostessing. So far, I've escaped that duty - partly because I'm a relatively new member to the group, partly because I live farthest away from everyone else, partly because I live in a relatively small townhouse, and partly because I haven't volunteered. To say I dislike having company is a gross understatement - and it doesn't even matter WHO the guest are. Some day I really should overcome my phobia...
The other show I'm curating is really only a show proposal and it's for Fiber Revolutions at a national museum. I never knew how difficult it could be to get 35 artists to be linear enough to send in all their information in on time. And perhaps I underestimated my own abilities to keep all this stuff straight and in some sort of decent order for myself. Woe is me! O well. One day at a time and it will all be accomplished one way or another.
But all I want to do is play with my stuff... :(