You can pet the art.

Gallery show openings are like the first day of school for your art. They put forth their best and hope that everyone else likes them. Tonight, I was able to meet a huge goal: to exhibit my work as a collection. Ala Moana hung proudly in the room, the only textile pieces in the show. I encouraged the patrons to touch the pieces because they are so tactile. Who doesn’t want to pet the fuzzy green foliage?

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