$10 down!
I bet Michael $10 that almost no-one would come to the opening of my show earlier this evening, and although it wasn't 'standing room only' I was amazed to see how many people stopped by! I had to give a speech and everything... very nervewracking...
In case you're wondering, Malcolm McLeod, on the left, is a Council Arts person, Shellie is the gallery director, and the guy to my right is a jeweller called Jeremy who will be having a show at the gallery in June
This is the only 'official photograph from the show: Shellie's (the gallery owner) camera wasn't working, our big one wasn't working, and although we took our small digital camera with us we were so pre-occupied serving drinks and talking to people that we forgot to take pictures... I think Shellie's a bit peeved that more pictures weren't taken, but you can't do everything.
Tomorrow morning I have a photo-call with the chief photographer from the 'Coffs Coast Advocate', the local daily newspaper, who's coming to the gallery to snap me looking industrious with my printmaking kit. Right now I'm so darned tired that I can't imagine looking very pre-possessing for the photos, but hey, maybe 'beauty sleep' will work this time! On Monday their reporter will apparently be interviewing me.
The most important thing, however, is that people seemed to like the images and I've sold 7 prints! More than I've ever sold before, in fact. And to cap it all, I've got 6 people lined up for my first workshop, and sufficient interest to run two more printmaking workshops in May.
One of the things about this evening that was very nice was that I saw familiar faces at the show. Having been here such a short time it seems incredible that we'd actually know enough people to recognise them at events. Part of it is definitely the fact that we live in a small town, and some of it is probably that people interested in art go to art events and take part in art classes so you're bound to run into them at some point. I don't know, but it felt nice whatever the reason.
...And the hair? Well I had a bit of a blonde moment at the hairdresser's yesterday, if you noticed the 'Mallen Streak' in my fringe. I mentioned this to Michael on the phone last night while he was still in Brisbane and there was a bit of a pause, until he said thoughtfully that he'd never really thought of me as bonde before. He seemed quite relieved to find I hadn't had a full colour change! Anyway, although you can't see it in the photo, the blonde bit seems to have done the job and knocked 5 years off my alleged age! Ah vanity, thy name is woman.
Gotta go now though, because I'm so tired that my neck may no longer support the weight of my enormous head.
In case you're wondering, Malcolm McLeod, on the left, is a Council Arts person, Shellie is the gallery director, and the guy to my right is a jeweller called Jeremy who will be having a show at the gallery in June
This is the only 'official photograph from the show: Shellie's (the gallery owner) camera wasn't working, our big one wasn't working, and although we took our small digital camera with us we were so pre-occupied serving drinks and talking to people that we forgot to take pictures... I think Shellie's a bit peeved that more pictures weren't taken, but you can't do everything.
Tomorrow morning I have a photo-call with the chief photographer from the 'Coffs Coast Advocate', the local daily newspaper, who's coming to the gallery to snap me looking industrious with my printmaking kit. Right now I'm so darned tired that I can't imagine looking very pre-possessing for the photos, but hey, maybe 'beauty sleep' will work this time! On Monday their reporter will apparently be interviewing me.
The most important thing, however, is that people seemed to like the images and I've sold 7 prints! More than I've ever sold before, in fact. And to cap it all, I've got 6 people lined up for my first workshop, and sufficient interest to run two more printmaking workshops in May.
One of the things about this evening that was very nice was that I saw familiar faces at the show. Having been here such a short time it seems incredible that we'd actually know enough people to recognise them at events. Part of it is definitely the fact that we live in a small town, and some of it is probably that people interested in art go to art events and take part in art classes so you're bound to run into them at some point. I don't know, but it felt nice whatever the reason.
...And the hair? Well I had a bit of a blonde moment at the hairdresser's yesterday, if you noticed the 'Mallen Streak' in my fringe. I mentioned this to Michael on the phone last night while he was still in Brisbane and there was a bit of a pause, until he said thoughtfully that he'd never really thought of me as bonde before. He seemed quite relieved to find I hadn't had a full colour change! Anyway, although you can't see it in the photo, the blonde bit seems to have done the job and knocked 5 years off my alleged age! Ah vanity, thy name is woman.
Gotta go now though, because I'm so tired that my neck may no longer support the weight of my enormous head.
posted by Sara Bowen at 11:58 am
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