quiet Emily

One young woman came up to me near the end of my opening reception and in a quiet gentle voice told me she enjoyed my work. I thanked her and shook her hand and asked her her name. She said, again quietly and simply, Emily, but I got the feeling that she didn't really want to tell me (so the name I'm using here is not the name she told me). I asked her what she enjoyed about it or why she enjoyed it and she gently referred to growing up with doilies and ... I think she rolled her eyes ever so slightly or shook her head a little. I read that to say that these gave her some relief. As I related this story to a friend of mine, my friend responded, Emily is probably re-examining a lot of choices and possibilities as we speak. Let us all.