I think his name was John. . .

When we visited Yarnell with Joan and Rudy last week, Rudy spent some time talking to and photographing this delightful gentleman outside a local eatery. I snapped a quick shot and went inside, because I was hungry. Rudy ended up with a wonderful portrait, and I got this candid shot.

Big Wow!

For the last month, three photos of mine have been hanging at ‘Tis, a downtown gallery right on the square. I must admit I have visited them there more than once.

Below, you can see my husband, the art critic, analyzing Dandelion Dreams.


And here are Moonburn and Daydreaming (I think I overuse the word dream in my photo titles. . .):



This whole gallery experience has felt like I’m playing at being an artist, and I’ve enjoyed every minute.  I still have one photo on display in another gallery at Prescott Center for the Arts, and I was awarded an honorable mention for that one (I didn’t even realize there were awards). The planets must have aligned just right!

Yesterday, the last day of the show at ‘Tis,  I went to pick up my photos. The curator said I could only pick up one, and when I asked why only one, she replied “Because the other two are SOLD!” You could have knocked me over with a feather! I’m pretty stoked!

So Dandelion Dreams and Moonburn didn’t come home- and that’s more than okay with me!