As with anything, there is an end. I like knowing where the end is. It helps me persevere, not giving up because I know it’s only a little bit longer. Today I sat down and made a list of all the things I have yet to do for my show. The list:
* address and mail invitations
* print out the last 5 pieces
* crop all the pieces (figure out the best way to do that!)
* attach to plexiglass
* hang show in Rupp next Thursday

So, the end is in sight. I am ready to be done with this show. I am not ready to have people look at it. I was thinking today as I was walking to chapel from Reade… it’s going to be so weird to walk by and know that my artwork is on the walls. I don’t know how I feel about that. I’m wondering if I should have gotten a place that was less visible?

I’m scared. The end is in sight, but I said that about getting married too and now look at me. I’m scared the worst is going to happen when I’ve worked so hard…