Friday, May 2, 2008
I went to the library this morning, 17 paintings in tow, ready to hang. A member to the Arts and Exhibitions Committee was supposed to meet me there to show me how to use the gallery hanging system (which I ultimately learned to distrust/hate). But he/she never showed. One of the librarians finally showed me where to find the hanging tools, hooks, etc. The stuff was in an absolute tangle. And I wasn't sure what kind of weight capacity I was dealing with. I was slightly frustrated, but undeterred. My stepdad arrived to help me. We began to get a handle on the "system." We hung Fish Rain. It looked good. We hung Into the Wood and I stood back. Suddenly, the "system" failed and the painting came crashing to the ground. I could actually feel myself go pale. The instant it hit, I saw the (ridiculously expensive!) frame break. Thank God for plexi glass, because the whole thing stayed basically intact, despite the crack along the bottom edge of the wood, and a partially detached corner, which my stepdad kind of hammered back together while I swooned nearby. The backing behind the painting also got torqued, and partially shoved forward, but it's not that noticeable from a distance. So I'm going to leave it in the show as is. If no one buys it I will get it fixed at the end of the month. Even though it is eating away at my soul. I sooo can't wait for my economic stimulus check!
Posted by Kaetlyn Wilcox at 4:59 PM