
My dear artist friend, Susan Wythe was kind enough to let me show in her studio for the Poor Yorick open studios this last Friday.  She put up a few pieces on one side of the wall and I put up a few on the other side.  I wasn't able to be at the opening, because I was getting my tonsils out and wouldn't be able to talk with people.....probably just mumble and squeak....not an impression I want to leave with people.  My father, seen in the chair, was able to represent me.  I think he had a good time meeting people and drinking the cheap boxed wine.