Today, quite unplanned, I booked a small gallery for an exhibit next February. It will be my first. The gravity of this action may yet come to haunt me, but for now I am feeling a quiet satisfaction with my decision.
This was not done on impulse; I have been playing around with ideas for showing textile in the smaller of the two rooms at the Gallery since December. So, in a way, and totally unexpectedly, I am relieved the project is no longer just in my head. On the other hand, I have no experience and little idea of what is involved in executing an art/craft exhibit, so I am yet to find out all that I do not know.
But for now, I am content, and confident.