The Life of a Bowerbird. More on her gorgeous book later, once I've had a chance to read it cover to cover. Sibella spent time chatting with everyone who came, and I even slipped her a copy of my book (I know, I know- total fangirl behavior). She was so down-to-earth, and just super sweet- it was an absolute pleasure listening to her talk, and meeting her in-person. *
(Sibella had great personal style- her bag and coat were just flung over a chair and it looked like a staged vignette!)From Chelsea, we hopped in a cab to Union Square where the Greenmarket was in full swing. Wherever I go, I am always drawn to the local market scene. I simply can't help it. The Greenmarket did not disappoint- vibrant produce, gorgeous florals and good eats.
Purl, another of my faves, and grabbed a box of sweets at Balthazar Bakery before hopping in a cab back to Penn Station. We arrived home around 9pm, totally and utterly exhausted, but feeling inspired and alive. I felt a bit disappointed when I downloaded my pictures- I didn't even come close to capturing the beauty of the day, but I have trouble getting the shots I want when I am wearing Vik. I look forward to the day when I can freely shoot without having to worry about running after my rogue toddler, or balancing a baby on my chest! Until that day...these images will have to do.
my own book launch party, I remember one sweet women came all the way from upstate New York for the event. She drove with her husband, and the two of them made it a fun road-trip. I couldn't have been more flattered- this simply doesn't happen in my world. I don't have a huge readership, or rabid fan following like some blogs. So this was a big deal- it made my night, quite frankly. I was so nervous about her having a good time- I introduced her to all of my friends, and asked them to take her under their wing. And then I was swallowed up by the business of greeting and signing. I kept hoping the event lived up to her expectations. I'll never know if she had a good time- if the long trip was worth it. I think about her often, when I get down on myself, I remember that someone made that trip to see me, that they thought I was worth it, that my book was worth it- thinking about that always gives me a boost of confidence.
Going to see Sibella gave me a new perspective. I spent three hours on the train with my baby just to see her, and I only was able to talk to her for a few minutes- but it was absolutely worth it. It was about the experience, and about realizing that she is just as sweet and genuine as she comes across online (as we all know, this often isn't the case). I love her work even more now that I've had a chance to meet the women behind it all, and every time I read her books I will remember, with sweet fondness, our whirlwind trip to New York, and the kindness with which Sibella showed to everyone who came out to meet her.