The dust has now settled, so there’s a bit of spare time available to compile some form of write-up. Sorry for the delay but I’ve had one final piece of written work to do and that has been taking all my time and effort. Well, that’s now out of the way, the final result rests in the lap of the gods (and the University authorities of course.)
Saturday evening was, as expected, a bit of a scrummage – but I suppose for an opening night that is infinitely preferable to rattling around in an empty gallery, trying to look interested and enthusiastic. Apart from parents and offspring (God bless ’em) there were a good number of unconnected interested parties casting a critical eye over proceedings. Those tasked with wine dispensing were pushed to the limit as consumption reached an all-time high. Amazing the affect the word ‘free’ has on people’s capacity. By the end of the evening several red spots had appeared against exhibits and some six exhibitors had been chosen by a selector from the Exposure Gallery in Swansea for their work to be shown there. Many congratulations to those concerned.
The variety and quality of work was amazing. I had spent the previous two weeks head down slaving away in my own little world so it was good to come out on opening evening and witness the work of others. Charlotte’s choice of toilets as a backdrop to her photography certainly paid off judging by the comments I heard!
My own exhibit soon became known as ‘the black room’ (not my intention, but at least it showed that people were visiting it.) Unfortunately owing to the stream of visitors to the room it proved impossible to close the door and gain the full impact of the environment, but comments I heard suggested a favourable response all the same.
And the future? Well the exhibition comes down 2nd June and the pieces get packed away until the next time (if that happens). I’ve certainly learned a lot of lessons from the experience and have got some improvements/alterations etc. in mind as a result.
Oh, by the way it seems that I will get more time in this beautiful place. I’ve been offered (and accepted) a Postgraduate place at Aber starting September. Remember what I said a week ago about putting myself through it again?
