so that art show was neat.

the boy and i drove up to la thursday night for the reception. the little place it was at ended up being a block away from where that taping was for whose line that i went to years ago, and that was kinda cool. there were no snacks on the table, but it was cool all the same. it was a room about the size of my living room, and floor to ceiling covered in 8.5" x 11" printouts of art that had been sent in. so you walk in, and it was kinda like a where's waldo with your art. no identifying nameplates or anything. just big ol room covered in art. and most of the stuff was cool to look at. except for the fractal shit. i can't get on that party train. maybe i could if i did acid on a regular basis or something. i dunno.

and the place was pretty packed, which was neat, too. cuz indirectly those people were there to see what i'd done. the other neat thing was my little bird picture was smack in the center of the wall in front of you when you come into the room.

i like to think it's because they liked it so much? and not that it was some random thing? i just like that it didn't end up along the floorboard in one of the corners. it wouldn't have been as visible down there.

the other neatopeachykeen thing is after the show's over, they take all the printouts and put em in this book and i guess people who visit this place can buy printouts of the art they like, and i'll get a couple of bucks from that. as a poor girl i'm very excited at the prospect of a couple of extra bucks.

so it was a very tiny show, only took 15-20 minutes to take everything in and discretely giggle at the overtly gay couple walking in front of us, but i think it was a cool start. i'm formulating plans for other pieces of art - it's pretty sweet. maybe i will get around to having a show of my own before i'm 30, after all?