At the art show
Acrylic on canvas
24 x 24 inches
Barbara Muir © 2011I come from strong stock and if you knew
my mother you'd know that that's true.
This is a good thing, but sometimes the confidence
that comes from being pretty hearty leads
to errors in judgement. Last night we were tired
from a very busy and frustrating day,
so we went to bed early. But I got up in the
middle of the night and ran downstairs because I'd
forgotten to take medication I'm supposed to
take twice a day.
Unfortunately I sped downstairs, straight out
of a sound sleep and missed the last four stairs.
Why? Because I was running in the dark.
Luckily perhaps I was holding onto the bannister,
and my arm went through at an odd angle.
Life lesson? I am not a cat and I need to turn
on lights to navigate stairs at night. I am
quite bruised, but fortunate to be fine.
Today I taught all day, then drove home and headed
straight for the Don Valley Art Club Fall show
opening at Todmorden Mills. I was on sales and
walked around marvelling at the work and enjoying
myself, but I was very tired, and sore. Steven snapped
pictures of me and the two paintings I entered, but
those with me in them look like I should be packed
in ice and shipped off in an air ambulance, so I'll
just show you the completed version of At the art
show, which shows a member of the DVAC with
Have a turning-on-the-light-to-descend-the-stairs day
An audible OHHHH! when I read this post. I can almost see your bruises! I'm so sorry, dear Barbara, that you had this happen. Sometimes keeping the bottle of meds by one's bedside can help, unless they must be refrigerated. Gosh, those stairs sound challenging. I have to drive five miles in this town to find stairs to climb, but dogs provide enough trip opportunities...
Best wishes with the show. This is a lovely portrait. The photo of your mother is spectacular. Yes, I can see the resemblance and the strength!
My dear Barbara, only now I get round to reading your post and here too,one could hear a worried OHHH,NO!
So sorry about your mishap. I hope you don't have too much pain and not for long. Good luck with the exhibition - this is a lovely portrait! All the best, Liza
Ooh, nasty. It is scary falling down stairs isn't it even if you don't break any bones. Hope you feel better soon. Your Summer Fling painting is absolutely deliciously exuberant!
Well that could have been a whole lot worse. I'm glad nothing is broken, but I'm sure you are still quite sore. You are a trooper to have gone to the show, ready to work. I guess both are true: you can't keep a good gal down and the show must go on!
I still love this joyful painting as much as I did the first time you posted it.
I am so glad you didn't do any permanent damage. It would not do to have you break an arm and not be able to paint and post. Take care - and next time send your husband down to fetch them! LOL
Thanks so much, I'm glad you can't see these things, which are somewhat autumnal now. I did answer you,
but somehow blogger ate the comments,
so I'm doing them again.
I don't know that I look like my mother, but I'd be thrilled to be as resilient and brave as she is.
I am as right as rain. Although everything hurt for a few days, it's just my arm that caught the brunt of it, because I guess I caught myself with it. At any rate aside from bruises I am fine, and returned to a state of cautious preservation.
I'm glad you like the portrait.
It was scary, and though I uttered some oaths, I went back to bed and slept. Miracle. I am fine now. Happy to report. Bruised, a bit more cautious, and painting.
I did carry on normally the next day, but the camera can't lie sometimes and my face showed the wear and tear. Luckily my paintings were the focus, and they made me happy.
Love your work.
Great idea, but he's sleep deprived enough, so I have to do my own fetching in the middle of the night.
So funny that we'd been listening to that song constantly since I rediscovered it. Moral of the story. Don't go walking in your sleep.
I LOVE, LOVE, LOVE this painting, Barbara!!! (All the best with your show and may you heal quickly.)
I am all better now. I realize that rushing can be dangerous. Lucky Sally Chupick getting to meet you.
That would have been a great time.
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