Because I can already feel the anxiety creeping back in, I want to catalogue this NOW: this last Wednesday, Friday, Saturday, and Sunday, I felt absolutely proud of my work, absolutely supported absolutely happy. I often share when times are rough, but I want to share good times, too. Last week was a really good week. I have three pieces, plus a bunch of large ink doodles, in a show that opens this coming Wednesday (if you are in the Oxford area, you should come !). I have never shown my art before, let alone put it up for sale. Even if nothing sells, I am so glad that I took a chance and submitted my art for consideration. OAC is run by some amazing people--they really make you feel loved and appreciated. On Friday, I submitted my (hopefully, fingers crossed) last draft of my big essay for school. My advisor is amazing, and she pushed me (continues to push me) to the limit. No slacking here, but it turns out that I like the pressure of Needing To Impress. Why settle with meeting ...