My friend, the artist Janice Movson, had a show of her work last night. I wrote about her exquisite and haunting sculptural pieces before here. She's working with larger sculptures now, and they possess such majesty. The one in front, it's mine. It was wonderful being out with my handsome husband at an art showing, chatting with friends and acquaintances and complete strangers in an elegant apartment owned by the most lovely couple on a snowy Friday night in the city. It made me feel as if I actually have a social life.