An Invitation to See Art and Eat Food

I've been working on another little creative project. I've been organizing a group art show for the Winter Solstice.

Those who know me know it's a special time of year for me, so much that I dedicated a series of posts to it a few years ago called Solstice Reflections. Earlier this year I articulated my desire to put together a Winter Solstice themed art show, either locally or virtually, and lo & behold it manifested.

The second event under the umbrella of my friend Judi's Arts Night @ Credible Edibles, Winter Solstice - A Group Art Exhibit is a gathering of reflections on the arrival of winter and the shifts it brings with it. The exhibit brings together five local women, each one sharing her interpretation of the season and I cannot wait to see it!

For the locals, here's what you need to know:

Location: Credible Edibles, 78 Hinton Ave N. (one block west of the Parkdale Market)

Vernissage: Thursday, December 2nd, 8PM – 9:30PM

Pre-vernissage dinner: also Thursday, December 2nd, two seatings offering a special table d'hôte - one at 5:30PM and another at 6:45PM (reservations are recommended and Judi's food is scrumptious!)

Duration of the exhibit: December 2, 2010 - January 14, 2011

As mentioned above, Credible Edibles will be open that night for a special table d’hôte dinner with two seatings if you’re interested in grabbing a bite. With menu options like oven-roasted turkey, Brie and cranberry strudel, vegan Shepherd's Pie with a sweet potato crust, curried coconut squash soup and mint chocolate brownies I highly recommend it. A full menu is available on the Credible Edibles website (scroll down to just above the map).

This is my first experience working on a group show and I'm very grateful for the ladies who have helped guide me through it. I've learned so much - and I got to create a show for the Winter Solstice! Maybe next year I'll go virtual too... : )

I hope to see you at the café on Thursday,

Stephanie

Painting: One of my Happy Places

Dancer

12"x16" on canvas

Twice after my abstract painting class this past month I drove home in tears. But these weren't tears of sadness, oh no. They were tears of pure, overwhelming bliss and gratitude.

The tears were not to be held back. They just came, right there, as I drove and snuck intermittent glances at the still wet painting sitting on the front passenger seat, beaming at no one but myself.

They were a recognition of pride, of right work (or play) and of flow - or as one of my friends put it, of having found one of my happy places.

Seriously, I love painting. And I love learning about it. I could do this. I really could.

I am.

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Do you have a happy place? If so, please do tell. I'd love to hear about it.