From Ashes to Art Shows

FROM ASHES TO ART SHOWS (40)

Nearly every job I’ve ever had started out with great enthusiasm and big dreams, and- they all ended with an apology and “I wish we could’ve used you to your full potential.” It wasn’t their fault; they just didn’t understand what I could do. I’m not even sure they knew what they needed. They thought they knew, but most of them thought small. “Think outside the box” was just a catch phrase that sounded great in a meeting but scared them whenever I presented an idea that was too beyond their comfort zone. I also take some of the responsibility...

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FROM ASHES TO ART SHOWS (39)

If someone were to ask me for the greatest weight loss program in the 1980s, I’d have told them “Go live in London!” The food was so bland that I just finally gave up. The pounds I lost wasn’t just British currency. That couldn’t be further from the truth these days. Just perusing the restaurant guides and Instagram reels almost has me forgetting the reason why we’re going to London in the first place! Sure, there’s Fish n’ Chips and English Breakfasts in our future … and High Tea on a river cruise down the Thames…. but YORKSHIRE BURRITOS?1 Come...

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FROM ASHES TO ART SHOWS (38)

I could hear the disappointment in her voice when I told her that I was considering NOT going to spend my junior year abroad in London. “It might set me back an entire year,” I tried to explain. “That won’t matter once you’ve done it,” she replied, “It’s a chance of a lifetime.” I knew she was probably right, but the thought of another year of college – I promised I would think about it. My Guidance Counsellor agreed with her. “I’ve directed you in plays,” he began, “you’re not like the others.” “They’re never going to leave this town,...

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FROM ASHES TO ART SHOWS (37)

“Beware, it’s a scam!!” As soon as I posted that I was going to go to London, well-meaning, but very dramatic artists started to “warn” me about the gallery. “It’s just a Vanity Gallery!” they exclaimed, “they’ll just take your money and run!” Those were the “nice” comments. The Snootier Artists went off about how “you’re not a real artist if you display there!” I thanked them for their concern and explained my choice to those that mattered… and just ignored the rest (Remembering that I was called out as “Ordinary” while I was preparing for the show in Beverly...

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“How can you be a good parent, if you don’t make sacrifices for your children?” The excitement in her voice was palpable as we discussed the plans for the trip to London. My son’s friend kept saying “sure, uh huh” to joining us on this trip, but it wasn’t confirmed until only a few weeks ago. He kept telling me that his parents were “thinking about it” so I had to keep the space open to the POSSIBILITY of him going, all while still moving ahead with plans for just my son and me (booking accommodations through VRBO for three...

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