Picture of Fame
Okay, I loose the term fame loosely, but here’s the story…
The mayor of the town I work in wrote a proclamation for our library in honor of National Library Worker’s Week this past week. A most honorable occasion to be sure. I drove to the mayor’s office in the township building with my boss to pick it up (don’t ask me why it takes two people, it just does apparently).
When we arrived we headed up a ramp toward the second floor where the mayor’s offices were located. On the wall heading up the ramp (or down I suppose…) were artworks created by local artists. I checked them out as I followed my boss but then one of the paintings caught my eye. It was an oil painting of a woman and as I stared at it I realized I recognized the woman. Meanwhile my boss, who had made her way further up the ramp, noticed I had stopped and walked back to where I was standing. She asked me if I knew the woman in the painting. I replied, “I think that’s me…”
It was! About a year ago I had sat as a model (clothed) for a portrait studio class at the local art association and this had been one of the finished pieces. Once I saw the painting again, I remembered the woman who had painted it and how her painting had resembled me more than anyone else’s had. Probably why I recognized me…well, that and it was titled “Sam.” 🙂
The only weird thing is that it’s for sale and it’s kind of a weird thought that I might be hanging in someone’s house. I just hope it’s not over a toilet…
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That’s sort of creepy cool. Who knows where else pictures of you are lurking? Hopefully not over the toilet.
Creepy cool is a perfect way to describe it, Heather. 🙂
WOW – how exciting and what a wonderful story of discovery!