It's interesting to see gatherings of work, to catch the visual flow and rhythm that comes with a body; so often a show composed of one piece each seems to be a collection of punctuation points:  !  ?  & : !.  and therein lies my personal illumination:  it's time to be a more effective communicator, more coherent as it were, and less of a ! and then a !  and then another !.   (What can I say, I'm excitable....)

   As an aside, I picked up another red ribbon to add to my collection.  It's a pretty interesting phenomenon, having only red ribbons and no other colors, and I'm not sure of what to make of it.  Don't get me wrong,  I'm not disappointed- far from it- but at this juncture I am a wee bit puzzled at the lack of color variation.  If any one else wants to chime in here and offer a theory of how one manages to only come in second (not first, not third, not honorable mention) with no judge repeated, no venue represented twice, and moreover, no first place winner repeated either, please do.  It's a mystery.

   Thanks to the staff of the Courthouse Galleries for doing such a great job hanging the show,  Howard Martinez of the TAA for his work organizing it, and congratulations to Catherine Mein on her blue ribbon- your work is lovely;  I'll have to go back and see it when there aren't so many heads in the way.