What could kick start a better celebration than filling the house inside and out with loved ones?!
Even my grandmother (upper left in black and white) was able to come!
Heaven: a beer in hand; a kitchen full of food and friends! Disregard what may look like a pained facial expression. What was more likely was that I was actually singing a hymn here.
Because there's not adequate words to really describe her, I'll simply say, here is my best friend Carla.
On to the business of the evening: the venerable John Natsoulas at work.
Friends of all generations!
She did an interpretive dance for my joy!
Was I explaining again how my 4 year old thought my pants were ridiculous? "Mom, THAT is not an outfit!" he declared after I'd dressed for the reception. See Son, there are are a few things you need to know about your mother's fashion sense...
Speaking of women who DO live and breath elegance: here I am honored to stand beside Judith Kays, a fabulous art educator and critic who has been working in the Bay Area for over 50 years. She wrote the in depth analysis of my work for the catalog.
A dear decade-long friend who voyaged many hours to surprise me with her attendance! My daughter, who got to stay up past her bedtime!
My father (left) the reception's caterer and original underwriter. And my husband (right), the more current financier.