I wore a blue necklace to the art centre last night. As I clasped it, I had the strangest sense that I would get busted wearing it, even though I've worn the necklace many times and gotten away with it. At the exhibition, True, another artist friend, saw it and exclaimed, "You know Sarah, when I was eighteen years old I bought a necklace exactly like that in a market in Cairo! Just like that one."
"Did you lose it?" I asked her.
True stared. "Yes."
Snow was with us and said, "Did you find it, Sarah?"
"Yes, at the town hall."
"Is that my necklace?" True said.
"Probably," (Sooo busted.)
Turned out that four years ago True loaned the necklace to her niece, who was in the same school theatre production as my son. I didn't know True back then. After the last show, there was a small pile of lost property, costumes and props asking for a home. The necklace didn't make it back to the school ... or to True ... but to my bower of sparkly, lovely things.
So when I put it on last night I knew for some reason that the necklace would find its original owner, that someone in the crowd of friends and art lovers would see it and know it was theirs. And she did.
Weird huh? Or maybe just the law of averages in a small town.
Anyway, Anne North is having her exhibition opening today. Here is my personal favourite of her paintings - Jimmy Newell's Lookout
And here are the exhibition details:
Sunday 29 Sept till 13 Oct. 7am till 6pm everyday.