My Trip to Seattle

I am back in my favorite spot this morning, my little studio. My dogs are already snoozing and I'm eager to get to painting again. There's no place like home.

I arrived in Seattle Wednesday evening, in the rain as expected, but woke up to a crisp, beautiful morning which was unexpected - bolted out of bed, hit the streets, thanking Mother Nature and started taking pictures all over the city. Lucky, lucky me.


When my legs couldn't take it anymore, I hopped in a cab driven by Saied, who was born in Iran and moved to the U.S. at the age of 17 and has lived in Seattle for nearly 28 years. He knew every square inch of the city as well as what lies beyond.



Saied became my guide for the next three days - whenever I needed a lift, a broader view of the city, a ride out to the gallery - he was a phone call away. He made my visit so much fun. Lucky, lucky me.

Saturday morning I treated myself to peach pancakes for my birthday and the chef made up this beautiful plate to add to my happy occasion. How cool is that.


By the time Saturday night's opening was here, I had seen the city, the countyside, the lakes, the different neighborhoods, bookstores, coffeeshops, marinas, parks ......... a lot of Seattle. Granted, it was mostly with a drizzling rain, but even that can be beautiful in its own way.

The opening was perfect - with quite a crowd coming to see both my paintings and Fred Calleri's. I had the great pleasure of meeting many people that I've corresponded with, other artists who I admire so much and many collectors of my work.


I was genuinely touched by everyone I met, knowing they took the time to come to the opening and see my paintings in person. Howard/Mandville Gallery is a class-act and I'm very proud to be a part of their establishment. A Big Thank You to them and all the people I met Saturday night, to Saied - I had a fantastic time in your city.

Now it's time to get back to work and gladly so. I miss my paints.