Time is gently creeping towards to "Season-That-Shall-Remain-Un-Named". There is a plan!
No really, I have a plan! A fellow Art-Mama and I will be inviting a chosen few to view our works on a few occasions during the months of November and December. We might have a public viewing that we advertise in the paper for a couple of weekends closer to " The-Actual-Date-of-The-Season-That-Shall-Remain-Un-Named". We will turn my studio space from production to gallery space with some judicious and artful draping and stapling of unbleached cloth. I happen to have yards and yards of the stuff and I can't tell you how many times it has been a room transformer. I love my staple gun and reams of cloth!
I am working on the invitations a bit more tonight if the Peanut stays snoozing.
No we still haven't named him. Conversations have happened no solid outcome as of yet. One of the many beauties of having an un-assisted birth is there will be no pressure from any officials to name him because he is under the radar so to speak... no one official knows he has arrived. Nice.