One Night in Paris

That’s me with a traffic cone on my head, in Paris.

I sent this pic to Jon McIntosh of Lucky Street Gallery, which represents me, just to make him laugh. He liked it so much he asked if he could use it on an advertisement for the gallery.

Uh, yeah.

It was a few years ago. My sister Susie and I were in Paris because my paintings were being exhibited at a gallery there. I knew they were in the gallery, but I didn’t totally believe it, I didn’t feel it. It was too abstract.  I had to go and see them for myself.

The gallery, Carre Des Arts, is in the artsy Latin Quarter, where people like Picasso and Hemingway used to hang out. One of my paintings was in window.

It was very cool.

When people ask me to name the highlights of my art career, I always say Paris. The other one I mention is the time a woman who’d bought a painting of mine told me that it helped get her through breast cancer.

We drank a lot of wine that night. (I know, big surprise.) We were walking back to our hotel after dinner – it was around midnight– laughing and fooling around. We’d been taking funny pictures of ourselves all week, and we were always looking for good photo opportunities.

And there on the street was this traffic cone – and, for some reason, a chair.

Until now it’s been just Susie and I who got a kick out of the photo. We laugh every time we look at it. I hope you get a laugh, too. God knows, we need all the laughs we can get these days….

Photo credit: Susie Stevens.

She’s kind of ticked I didn’t say that before.