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This Magic Moment

My work hanging at ORISONS FINE ART in MCKINNEY, TX

It was quite a weekend! The show at Orisons in McKinney Tx was well attended and well put together with lovely paintings dripping from every wall. I got to meet some of the artists I was showing with and check out the local color as well. I roamed around the block and hit a few more gallery openings and art boutiques, everyone was very nice and informative... and had delicious spreads of food and warm smiles to welcome you. I had just finished a tasty dinner at their local "diner" called SPOONS and the giant piece of strawberry cake I ordered as dessert...I was barely able to put a dent in. Word to the wise- don't eat a big dinner before an art opening. I had to disregard red velvet cupcakes, delicious hummus and cheese rolls. : (
I felt like I was in some kind of magic fairyland where delicious treats and wines appeared dancing before you- free for the taking! Everyones sweet demeanor enhanced that notion, so when my old friend from highschool appeared with her family and offered drinks at a really cool restaurant that I had just said moments earlier I would be trying out on my next trip I couldn't refuse and we were off to Cafe Malaga and their magnificent patio!
By the way Dallas- you do not know PATIO. Cafe Malaga knows patio. Patio is not a wrought iron fence two feet away from a curb and diesel exhaust as seasoning for your food. Patio is an expanse of land with trees and a fountain well away from the street and festively lit. We had wonderful drinks, me a mellow wine... and appetizers of prosciutto wrapped asparagus. MMMMmmm! My friends children entertained us and we were regaled with tales of what I had missed in my friends life since our highschool days. It was a fun night outside with a crazy storm blowing in. The wind was fierce, punctuated by lightning and the perfect backdrop for my magical fairyland evening where everything was nice and plentiful. As a special treat the chef and owner who happened to be pals with my friends brought out a dessert that wasn't on the menu- a special creation "Chocolate Marquis" a divine little concoction that bordered between chocolate mousse and cheesecake and topped with strawberries. DECADENT. The chef then treated me to a tour of his restaurant and we talked art, he wanted my card and was absolutely interested in my crazy story of painting on records. It was the perfect sweet ending to a wonderful evening. I said goodbye to my new favorite little place with it's smiling people and music wafting on the wind and rushed to beat the storm that was about to crack open the sky.
All weekends should be so amazing...but if they were I'd be 75 lbs heavier at least.
You take the loveliness where you find it and roll.
Speaking of rolling..I got my pro photo of the Doodle bug painting finally and can now go to print! So this week I'll be sizing up and figuring prices. I have a very tiny budget with which to print so these are done in limited edition runs. This piece will be featured in the CITYARTSCAL book coming out soon. So along with getting printing rolling I'm working on a giant new painting and going to get my art from Wine Therapist today. It's been quite a busy, busy month and I'm loving every minute of it!


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  1. Maiden Leather DesignsOctober 15, 2012 at 7:14 AM

    Enjoy the Life :) SOOOOO PROUD! Your an inspiration!

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  2. Burt RogersOctober 15, 2012 at 8:42 AM

    I'm really glad I read this Patricia.

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  3. fuzzbuzzOctober 15, 2012 at 8:46 AM

    :) Thanks for reading, seriously appreciate the comments too!

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