the wedding show

Some friends of ours were married on Friday. The rain stopped, the sun shined, and together they were married under the most magnificent gum tree. You know my feelings about being married under big old trees; it's sacred.

It was a beautiful wedding.



But the reception!... Well, sit down and let me tell you about the reception...

Mrs Bride is a dressmaker, so she made her own dress, and one for their daughter too. Both stunning!
Mr Groom is a cartoonist. Actually he is a well known cartoonist, and knows lots of other cartoonists, illustrators, artists, etc.

Their reception was held at a local gallery, and instead of gifts, they asked guests to create a cartoon or illustration for them to hang in the gallery for their wedding. Both Mr You and I made works for them, but so did over 60 other guests.



The gallery was filled with works, all for them, all about them getting married. Isn't that cool? And because of all of their talented friends, the works were amazing!

The other exciting thing, is that they all stay hung in the gallery for another week or so for The Wedding Show. Then they get to keep all of them. (So we got to go to a wedding, and be in an exhibition. A wedding that gives!)

Now, as if all of that wasn't exciting enough (seeing friends get married, getting to wear my wedding shoes again, meeting lots of nice people, seeing lots of art, yummy food...etc, etc), hold onto your hats peeps. I'm about to tell you something very exciting (for me at least).

So there I am, oodling on around the gallery admiring at all the works, when who's work should I spot? MEL STRINGER's! That's who! AND it's hung right next to mine! I took photo's to prove it. See...



Then later (after much pointing and happy dancing) I ask the bride and groom how they got Mel Stringer to send one of her works to them, and they reply, "Oh, she's a really good friend, she's sitting just over there". I think at that point I "eeeped" and ran away. Later they insisted on introducing me, I quickly downed a whole glass of champagne and grabbed another one for courage, straightened my skirt, and diligently follow them to be introduced.

So I met Mel Stringer! (I will be making a t-shirt) And her boyfriend Ben Sea (also an amazing artist, and one of those people who is so nice you instantly feel familiar with them. Both Mr You and I felt like we'd met him before). We talked about music and art, and agreed that when Rainbow Bright grows up her pubic hair will be "flossy". Yeah, peeps, you could say we like totally hit it off and stuff. But then I'b be name-dropping and bragging, and I wouldn't do that, would I? Nope, not me in my "I Met Mel Stringer" t-shirt. Not me.


Yes, that's me clinging onto Mel like a clip-on koala. Why? Because I'm ever so slightly a giant doofus, but also, she's really really nice... nice enough to let me cling on for a few minutes at least.