Miracles Happen — Celestial Interlude pg233
Colorful companion to my memoir The Incompetent Psychic
Gamdi continued, “The major ongoing expenses to this art venture will be show fees and frames. How’s that part going PP?”
Peter Paul became even more animated. “I figured Mernie will need huge stacks of fancy frames cheap, so I got all over that. With the talent that’s lined up to help, she’ll be doing hundreds of originals and framing thousands of prints. I’m already getting them stock-piled in unlikely places for her to find. Framers will call her to clean out their back racks, and people clearing out old attics will drop off cartons on her front porch. That part is covered. Heck, there are confused buyers opening crates of small, gaudy, decorative frames they don’t remember ordering all over the Bay Area. Frilly gold frames are unpopular, so by the time Mernie gets to them they’ll be marked down to nothing.”
“Okay then. I’ll get this new software package installed while Mernie is still unconscious. Rebooting will be a few more days.” — End of Chapter 12
The Faux Louvre was the most elaborate art project of my life, and sustained me full-time for fifteen years. Every initial idea burst was followed up by a coincidental miracle. It was like I built a yacht with every specialist and every part showing up on time — even those I didn’t know I had to order.
The only part of this entire venture I can take credit for is continual physical effort, and accepting all the assistance that was offered by generous friends. This art venture boat got built and launched within a year, and I sailed the creative project equivalent of the Vendée Globe with a crew of angels nonstop for a long time. Sure there was rough weather, but the only crash was the economy. Winning that race wasn’t the point, but that I made it to the finish was triumphant.
Supernatural assistance is the only way the Faux Louvre could have manifested and sustained itself for that long. I’m just not that good at sailing solo. Part of my memoir is giving credit where I both know and imagine it is due. Earth angels come in all forms (even as dogs). So do real angels.
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