Friday, January 7, 2011

Student Show Opening Reception

     I will pause from writing about meditation.  Last night, on my way home from work, I stopped at the Worcester Art Museum in Worcester, Massachusetts to attend the reception for the Student Show.  Originally I did not believe I could go because of my work assignment being at a long, inconvenient distance, but, I was reassigned at the last minute to a different site that brought my ride home right by the museum!  What a nice surprise!
     It was so packed, I could hardly find a place to park my car.  How wonderful it was to be there.  Tables were set up with teachers showing and/or demonstrating their art.  The walls in the long corridor were filled with many pieces of art, all mediums, all different styles, all different subjects.  There was so much energy in the air!  I enjoyed looking at all of the pieces.  There is so much artistic talent out there, we all have so much in common, the desire to produce something beautiful and meaningful, expressing who we are inside.
     It was so great to see teachers from my past, people I have enjoyed and admired.  It was good to reconnect, talk about art, what what I am doing, what they are doing.  It was also great to see new faces, watch what they can do, listen to them explain their art and what they have to offer.  I pick up business cards along the way and I plan to check out their websites at a later time to keep myself inspired.
     The Worcester Art Museum has been a major part of my entire life.  Sometimes I feel amazed at how a place I was introduced to as a toddler is so important to me.  It has always felt like my "home", I feel a real belonging anywhere I go in the museum.  I never tire of looking at the same pieces that I had seen through the eyes of a child.  Even if life kept me away from the museum for a period of time, it always felt comfortable and like no time went by when I would return.  The WAM is a blessing in my life, a safety zone.  How grateful I am for this blessing.  (My next art blessing is the Woodstock School of Art, I miss going there! I will return to my heaven on earth)

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