Sometimes life is simply too funny in how it all comes together in one perfect moment. Yesterday was the opening of Prandi Capalini’s photography exhibit at The Small Gallery in Shengri La. I know am boring but I was working at landscaping and building. I didn’t really feel like I had time to take off to play. But I have learned that play (and SLEEP) are actually VERY necessary if I am to keep functioning. Or semi-functioning. So I headed off to the opening party.
Several good friends were there as well. We were chatting and discussing the photos (which were great, by the way). Suddenly I saw my name in chat. Dale was saying “I believe that is Ahuva’s bus.” My bus???? I strolled down the gallery to look. OH MY GOODNESS!!!!! MY BUS!!! IT WAS MY BUS!!!!! The bus under which I originally threw myself a year ago. The bus that changed my life. *grin* The bus under which I am currently pinned around the clock. LOL. Yes, I love it. Well, despite Adricantfarm’s comments on Dale’s blog, I do not find that bus scary at all anymore. (Okay, maybe a little at times.) The general consensus was that Night Bus had to come home with me. *grin* And it did.
Prandi has many lovely pictures that are NOT buses set to run you down. š I think my favorite was Druzy, a wonderful soft and touching portrait. Had I not seen “Night Bus”, “Run for the Roses” would be hanging on my wall now. But I am severely limited these days by lack of wall space and lack of prims!!!!
Be sure to head on down to the gallery. Prandi was delightful (LOL – we were all burying him under a flood of IMs) and the photos are very enjoyable and intriguing. And check out “Night Bus” – although my view always seems to be from underneath, Prandi got a much better angle on it!
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