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Ready, Set, Go!

It's finally here!

The Art Show Opening is tomorrow night and we have a babysitter lined up for the three younger boys.

The Grumpy Old Man took Erik's pieces up to the school this morning, one to be hung in a section for the two Emerging Student Artist award winners and the other to go into the unframed works' bins.

We had to sit and have a think last night about what is coming up after the show because it's been such a big focus in the household in the past three months - and we've been planning for it and looking forward to it since about April.

Erik has a sleepover party on the night of the fair and I think that is a good thing because coming down from all the excitement is often very hard on him. It's another trait we share; the day after Christmas or our birthdays he and I both tend to take a bit of an emotional nose dive. So, at least on the day of the exhibition, he will be occupied with his friends and distracted, so hopefully the dip won't be too steep.

The following day Bryn has a birthday party to attend.

Life goes on.

And, of course, I'm still waiting to hear back from Deakin about my application and just thinking about either potential outcome sets of a thousand fluttering butterflies under my diaphragm!

Anyway - I'm primarily here today to spam you all with Erik's new Facebook page for his artwork. This idea was suggested by an FB friend of mine because I'd become a bit self-conscious about spamming all my friends with updates of his most recent painting ad nauseum (yes, I'm a very proud mum). There is a badge over there on your right, click it and check out his page, and if you like what you see and want to see more, be sure to like his page!

Here are the two finished pieces he's exhibiting and selling at the Art Show on Saturday.

The Boot - a penciled drawing he completed in about an hour.

The Waiting Forest - a photo referenced acrylic painting which took 13 weeks to complete.


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