This is a painting I tossed in my junk box over a year ago, the boring version of it. This week I happened upon it for no particular reason except to say that maybe it was whispering to me, saying, “Hey, come on now! I’m not so broken I can’t be fixed. Give me another shot.”

Leave it to the photographer to not hire a photographer to capture more attendees. This bunch (and several more outside and in other rooms) stayed until the end. Great new friends and fellow art enthusiasts!

Our physical gallery is on the home stretch for a grand opening.