After last Saturday’s opening of my new exhibition Summer in Paris, it struck me that giving birth and having an opening reception for a solo show have a lot in common. There’s at least a 9-month gestation period (in this case, make that 18 months), there is an enormous amount of mental and physical anguish, and when the opening night finally arrives, you are surrounded by well-wishers congratulating you and gawking at what you managed to produce, exposed to public scrutiny for the first time. Downright nerve racking!
All in all, mother and baby are doing well, thanks for asking. The evening went splendidly, with a nice turnout, some sales, and I gave a successful talk about Paris and portraiture to over 100 people. If you were able to join me, thank you, and if you were not able to make it, see you in the delivery room next time round 🙂
Photos courtesy of Alan Merbaum.
More exciting news hot off the press today: I have been interviewed by the charming Francophile online magazine A Woman’s Paris.