On a Sunday of freezing rain, not sure how many people made it to the library today.
I am anticipating that people will be transfixed by the two selves of Quirky B's, as indeed, people were at the outside shows all summer long. It's something about their colour and texture, I think.
Meanwhile, the shelves in my apartment are conspicuously bare.
I'm OK with this. It means that my art is out there being experienced and enjoyed.