ship(ment) of dreams

after talking to one zillion (or ten...) delivery/courier companies, and being re-directed/rejected by them all, i finally found someone willing to carry my oversized parcel to London even though i didn't have an account with them.

bless you, interparcel, bless you.

and so! my hopes for fame and fortune - or at least a free dinner in London with the portrait world elite - are crated up and ready to be picked up and carried away to the BP portrait award committee in the big ol' city. it should arrive there sometime tomorrow. wooop wooop!

thanks, too, to max, the workshop technician who so kindly offered to make my crate, and then did a bang-up job of it. and i mean bang-up as in awesome. not as in he beat it up and put dents in it and the like. that painting fit in there like a glove. fits on a hand... a well-fitted glove.

check out that beauty!





now if everyone could please hold their breath and cross all crossable things until April 10th when the decisions are made known to us applicant-types... great. super. thanks!

*** post-note. painting is now delivered. eeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeee. ***