well it seems that i survived the exhibit opening intact. arrived late. no lights at the gallery because of a downed high tension wire. left my eyeglasses inside the adventure. have to squint at every person who enters the place to see if they were my guests or part of the writers group. met a former teacher from fine arts - "you ought to know how to explain your works". learned a spiritual lesson in all that. but it took me sometime to see it. he,he i'm a stubborn old dog.
under grey skies, 2005
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