As exciting as it is to get a piece juried into an exhibition, I dread the next step. Packing and shipping. It's different than merely sending a painting off to a new home because exhibition pieces are framed and wired for hanging, and the packaging must be such that it accommodates a return trip home. Today I built boxes to house three pieces headed to Kansas for next month's 25th Annual Art Show at the Dog Show. I photographed them in their finest (see above, below, and a little further beyond that), labeled them according to the event's instructions, and delivered them to the shipper. Now I'd like to get to the easel and distract myself from thinking about their road trip, but there's a few days worth of emails that deserve my attention first. And I've got to start a pot of chili. It probably wouldn't hurt, either, to get out (with the kids) and spend some time deep cleaning the bunny hutch, since the temperature is above freezing. I'm sure th...