When I found out Michael Parkes himself was coming to a small town south of San Francisco -- it shocked me. He rarely made an appearance in the U.S. Last one was in NYC and I had missed that one.
When I arrived at the gallery, I can't tell you anything about it -- my emotions were just unexplainable. I couldn't believe that I was standing by his works.
I froze when I saw Michael Parkes himself. His aura was magnificently overwhelming.
The second I took my eyes off him, I stood there thinking about what the hell to say -- he swooshed away in the back & got in a car for the airport (his home is in Spain).
Imagine if I meet David Mack! Jesus, I think I need more time meeting my inspirational idols. ;_;