
Today I saw her at the MFAH, in the Hélio Oiticica exhibit. I was walking through this explosion of color, mostly oranges and yellows, and I see Marian Luntz, the MFAH's curator of film and video, walking with this GORGEOUS woman, whose voice sounds like honey warmed over glowing coals. Deep, sweet, resonant. I think, "I recognize her," and right when I think that, she sees me and says, "Hello, how are you?" And it sounds like she's truly interested.
"Fine, thank you," I say. "I adore your work."
Shohreh places her hands over her heart and thanks me. Then she says, "You have the most beautiful children."
"Thank you so much," I say. The air is warm and easy between us.
"And look at you, you are the MOST beautiful mother...your hat...." I was wearing a straw hat because the kids and I had walked to the museum on this first sunny day in a long time.
"Thank you," I said.
Then we said goodbye: she blew me a kiss, and I blew her a kiss back.
It felt as if we've known each other in another universe and here we were incredibly happy to see one another in THIS one.
And I admit that being called the MOST beautiful mother by Shohreh Aghdashloo sent me into happiness orbit for the rest of the afternoon and evening.

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