tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5784292642337662930.post-41324687114836927532008-07-13T08:56:00.006-06:002008-07-13T16:51:18.441-06:00<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_kMj8rEzF78U/SHobCRFhTUI/AAAAAAAAAto/awQILSHWP8w/s1600-h/Run+Rabbit+Run-SY-sm.jpg"><img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_kMj8rEzF78U/SHobCRFhTUI/AAAAAAAAAto/awQILSHWP8w/s200/Run+Rabbit+Run-SY-sm.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5222516443649756482" border="0" /></a>Still doing email triage after being away for almost a week, but it's nice to sift through the junk and spam-filter-dodging bits to find some delightful sentences.<span style="font-style: italic;"> </span>Like this one that arrived via the Chair of an exhibition: <span style="font-style: italic;"> "Run Rabbit Run </span>has been selected for an award in <a href="http://www.washingtonprintmakers.com/#Anchor-47857">Washington Printmakers National Small Works 2008</a> by our juror, Ann Shafer, Assistant Curator for Prints, Drawings, and Photographs at the Baltimore Museum of Art."<br /><br />Cool. And so much nicer than being told that my computer will dissolve and life as I know it will come to an end if I don't forward a line of hula dancing chihuahuas to everyone in my contact list within 23 seconds.<br /><span style="font-style: italic;"><br /><br /></span>Sherrie Yhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01967844327055630854noreply@blogger.com