Fairies again

In addition to the lodgings in our back yard, the fairies have expanded their settlement beyond the back fence. There is a walking path that runs behind our house next to the reserve and they seem to have set up an outpost out there. They have turned an old burnt out stump in to some kind of castle - maybe I was wrong about the Queens's house, because surely she lives in the castle, not in the grand house in the yard. There is also some other building that seems to be under construction...maybe a gatehouse?

Anyway, now that they are getting good at their constructions, they have let me know that they are happy to start building for other fairies, for a fee, of course. If you'd like some kind of fairy house for your garden, let me know. And keep an eye out for some in the online shop.

Age

Feeling a bit old today. Not just because it is post-Christmas and I've been working hard either. Before Christmas, I applied to be part of an emerging artists show. The alarm bells rang then, of course, because I was required to state my date of birth. I was rejected, and I can't help thinking that at least some of that is due to the fact that I am not an emerging artist who would be considered 'young'. Its not the first time, of course that I have been discounted as being too 'old' in my art career, and I'm sure not the last. Being an older female artist is even more of an issue for some, apparently. Its a lot like news anchors, really. Older men in that field are respected for their age and experience, women are considered past their prime. Seems to be a bit similar in the art world.

Oh well, should just hang out with the other crusty old hags who seem to be having very successful art careers. Just remember, you lovely young things, one day, you too will be old. I hope that by then experience (a life fully lived) will count for a bit more than it does now. Probably not.