What began as a breezy, sunny April day turned into a blustery, cold and rainy evening for the opening of our exhibition at the Lincoln Art Center last Friday. The lack of a large crowd was compensated by the attentiveness and interest of a group of about twenty-five.
The best conversation I had that evening, and the most interesting conversation I have had for a long time, was with an “almost nine-year old” girl.
Kaitlyn and her mother had carefully looked and pondered over each of my collage pieces. Kaitlyn then approached and presented me with a gift of the paper on which she had written descriptions of how she viewed my work. I was almost speechless with her thoughtfulness and choice of language she used to describe my work.
I told her I thought she was a poet. She said she didn’t know what a poet was so I told her a poet expresses feelings with words, just as I express my feelings with visual images. A future poet in the making!
With the permission of her mother I have made a copy of what she wrote. This gift will have an honored place on the wall of my studio.