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 Mary Knowles (coincidentally, also my sister's name) stitched this portrait of herself working on a commission (by Queen Charlotte) of a portrait of King George III. The king's portrait -- also "needle-painted" --  was commissioned in 1771, and Knowles completed this self-portrait in 1779 and sent it to Queen Charlotte as a gift.

If you peek at my Instagram account at all, you'll know that I began my Friday Play Date with myself at a very delectable bakery (I hemmed and hawed about having Pater walk there with me, then compromised by having him meet me later -- still mulling that need for the solo time, an ongoing internal -- infernal? -- debate).

Next stop was The Bay (department store) to choose new linens for our bedroom. I was defeated by too many possibilities, but at least I've started the process, and I didn't let the frustration spoil my Date. . .

Instead, I headed directly to the Vancouver Art Gallery. Being a member means that a visit can be as short or as long as I want, no need to complete an exhibition in one go, no need to maximize the value of a ticket by seeing several shows. And the current exhibition, Portrait of the Artist, was just the perfect size for my ambitions and energy on Friday. I've already shared a few favourites on Instagram, but here are several more.

 All the portraits in this exhibition come from the Royal Collection -- David Hockney contributed this unique print of an iPad drawing to that collection when he was appointed to the Order of Merit in 2012.

I was pleased to recognize an old friend here, Artemisia Gentilleschi, whose work I first saw in an exhibition dedicated to her at the Musée Maillol in Paris almost six years ago. 

 
Of course, by the time I'd viewed all these portraits, it was lunchtime, and I'd worked up an appetite. Is it just me, or do you also find that Art Galleries often have great cafés/restaurants. The Gallery Café at the VAG is a very good example. While I sat there enjoying a healthy Chipotle Chicken Salad (chock full of beans, squash, apple, tomato, celery and what not else?!), followed by the best pot of tea I've had (outside of home) in a long time (seems as if that should be a simple accomplishment, but oh, I've had so many dismal cups) -- while I sat there, I say, eating and sipping, I checked the times for Lady Bird, then checked the bus schedule, and realized I could make the 1:00 show across the bridge. Texted Pater to see if he wanted to meet me there, and headed off. Add a Compass transit card to my VAG membership card as numbering among the day's heroes. . .

Converging on the theatre from opposite bus routes, Pater and I met there just in time (am I the only Grumpy Older Woman who finds the new trend to assigned seating at the cinema annoying? It meant that I couldn't just go in ahead and wait for him to find me . . . but it did allow time for two women about my age, also waiting in the lobby, to compliment me on my green Fluevog boots  (shown here, just after I bought them, and here, as worn in Paris last month) and put a smile on my face ;-)

I'll add our recommendations to all the others you may have heard or read about Lady Bird, a gentle, lively, thoughtful, quirky, quite wonderful coming-of-age story, full of the pain and wonder and humour and angst of those teen-aged years.

And then Pater and I rode the bus home, and my Date with Myself had morphed nicely into my Date with My Guy, and soon after we got home, we embarked on a Sleepover with an Almost Three. . . .

It was a very good day, a very good start to the weekend, and if this post weren't already so long, I'd tell you about Saturday, and show you what I wore to the opera.  . . .But I'm going to save that for Wednesday, because we have a Nine coming over for the day (it's Pro-D day at her school), and Nana needs to sneak a short workout in before she gets here.

Oh, and just to show you that I haven't forgotten about that Solo Travel post, here's a page from my travel journal, as included in the draft I've begun. . . 

I welcome your comments, as always, and now am hurrying back to respond to the ones you left on Friday's post. I hope you understand that living a life worth posting about often means not having time to respond in as timely a fashion as I'd like. But if you'd care to tell me about a favourite portrait, or a favourite gallery, an exhibition you've seen recently, or tell us how you spent your last solo Play Date (even if it was just an hour or two), or share your impressions of Lady Bird if you saw it. . . . go to, please!

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