In case you can't make it, here's what my Beehive Bazaar table looks like this year. I'd apologize for the fact that basically all my pictures are taken with my iPhone but I kinda don't feel sorry. I don't own an expensive professional camera. Deal with it :) Oh, and don't even worry about the huge freaky painting hung on the wall. Not mine.
Let's be honest, it's always very nice to get paid money in exchange for my artwork. But my favorite part of being an artist isn't being able to sell it. What gives me the greatest satisfaction and happiness is being able to give my art away. True story. I don't just hand it out like candy, though. I have to have a good reason and the perfect person to give a particular painting to. And I love when those three things coincide: a specific person, a specific reason, and a specific painting.
Yesterday I gave this original painting to my art therapy supervisor, Mary. Everything I've gained from Mary has rivaled all I learned in grad school. No joke. She has been an amazing mentor and a generous spirit in my life. When I'm leading a group, I often think WWMD? (What Would Mary Do?). Aside from getting my 1000 clinical post-grad hours, Mary played the biggest role in my becoming an ATR (registered art therapist).
Mary has opened many windows for me. Oh yeah, and she has red hair.