I have spent the last two days on my feet in four inch heels. I refuse to wear flat shoes when I am at art shows and I suffer for days afterward because my feet are bleeding and my back is in agony. But, hey, I look pretty good...at least I think I do. ;-)
My days have been spent at Place Bonaventure talking to people and walking the show...so far it has been another great experience. My nights have been spent at Montreal's fine bars and restaurants drinking nearly lethal combinations of cosmopolitans and red wine.
Photos of me at the exhibit are to come. I have to upload them from my dad's camera since he took them of me with his Nikon d200.
In the meantime, I feel like Paloma in this photo.
The next time I check in I'll be back in New York.