Wednesday, August 6

Extremely fried Saturday..........

The week of an opening is a monolithic endeavor. The entire gallery must shift. Then the event. Exhaustion is the word of the day. Enter "Dawn of the Dead" the following day.
                                                      Me approaching the gallery.

Clever fabric necklace by Alison Frank. In puce. This is puce isn't it? Well, let's just run with that.

Ancient blouse bearing nifty pattern and unusual big brown fake carved wood buttons. Fake! Dig it!

Trying to breathe a little life into myself and this ensemble, I donned my frisky
animal print pencil skirt. Grrrrrrrr.

Still didn't keep me from snoozing in my beer, I mean tea.

Who's she kidding? She's been dead for years.