Ahem:

[poetry excerpt from my full length poem Vox]

Tonight is  the Visions of Verse show opening at the Confluence Gallery in Twisp, Washington — our summer home.  I am represented as a poet and an artist in this collaborative show which is a huge honor as the local talent in the Methow Valley is off the chart incredible!!!  That’s not false flattery either.  The Valley has a rich and diverse art community.  It’s a little mind blowing at times.

This piece is hanging in the show and was my response to a poem by another poet:

[The Mountains We Are Made Of Neckpiece :: copper, sterling silver, Oregon beach stone and Snake River of Idaho river rock]

If you are in the Methow Valley this weekend, you should head on over to the Confluence.  This isn’t a show to miss.  I wish I could be there in person as this is my first official participation in a fine art gallery exhibit!  I’ll pour a glass of wine here tonight and maybe nibble on a cracker smeared with goat cheese while I mutter some fancy art jargon under my breath in celebration (actually, I don’t know any art jargon, I may have to Google some highfalutin phrases).  Yahoo for me!  And thanks to Nicole who is a wonderful gallery director.  She hangs some awesome shows, people, some truly beautiful awesome shows.