“Project
Angel”
It
was Tuesday, May 22nd, and I was working in my studio. There were
several pieces for the art show that were still not ready, so I was “lost” working
on them. Suddenly I realised it was 2:30PM and that If I was to make it for my art
delivery appointment in Altona, that I actually had only one hour to pack the
van. I did the calculations and discovered that if I hurried, and all went
well, I should make it.
Fortunately,
I had packed all my art, ready for travel, after the last art show so all I had
to do was bring it out of storage, down the stairs and into the van. On the
way, I picked up my wife from home and we were off the one hour trip to Altona.
We were going to make it for the appointed time.
As
usual, there are deadlines for submitting information on your art to the
Galleries. I had already forwarded my artist statement and the write-ups for
each piece on display. In the process I’d decided on a theme for the show and wrote
up the display notes relating to that theme.
As we
were moving my stuff into the Gallery conversation between our daughter, the
curator of the gallery, my wife and I revolved around the subject of my winged sculpture,
my warrior angel charcoal drawing and such. A phrase came up. It was the name
the police had coined for the investigation of Candace’s murder. They had
called it “Project Angel”.
What
I did not really realise was that, at the mention of that phrase the two ladies
of my life kind of stopped in their tracks saying, “Why don’t we call this art
show ‘Project Angel’”?
Now,
for me, this was the twist! I hesitated. I had to process this. To give myself
time, I stopped moving things, straightened my back, wiped my brow hoping this
would look “normal”. I could see there was this kind of “it’s a no brainer
decision”, emanating from their expectant faces. But I seriously, had to
consider a few things. My mind was going…First, I’d invested a lot of time and
thought into my first idea for the theme and I had liked it. Secondly, there
was this practical question, I’d already submitted my theme applying it to
everything, was it still possible at this late date to change it and re-submit
the material? Thirdly, there was my ego I had to consider. Actually, I had to
admit, this was a good Idea. Now, my first idea sounded quite flat. This
was much more dynamic. It had punch! Drat it! It sounded sooo good. Why had I
not thought of that?
Let
me say this. I also knew at that moment (confirmed with a lot of past history
of wise choices) that I had the two smartest, publicity and promotional savvy
women I know, in my very own life. I had to admit it was a very good idea. It truly
was a no brainer.
Hoping
that my “processing” had not taken too long to be considered a male issue of
some kind, I agreed. They were delighted. Nothing, it seemed, stood in the way
of making the adjustment. I could re-write it and all would be well.
I
learned something from this “unexpected twist”. I do have a fantastic “built in
focus group” I should be looking too more often.
"Whoever isolates himself seeks his own desire; he
breaks out against all sound judgement.”
Proverbs
18:1
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