I am just putting my head back over the parapet having struggled to get to the stage when I could get to my blog.
Huge family party has taken all my energy and focus away from everything else. Finally getting to the stage when I have returned house/garden/ my psyche back to a semblance of normaility and have time to look back at the Telling Stories Private View – which happened in the middle of the madness…
A lovely evening [before the rains set in] which we needed as the evening was started by the arrival of the Urban Bikes which rode up from Hastings town to open the show for us.They continued to arrive during the evening – decked out with lights and soundscapes.It all felt inclusive and great fun. A great scene setter.
The event was massively well attended – at some points you could hardly move. So much so that I feel the need to go back and see the show again, in peace.
It was the first show where I hadn’t been involved in the hang in any way. Strange to come in and find your familiar work in an unfamiliar enviroment. Cathryn Kemp the TS curator and Sue the museum curator had hung the exhibition and it looked considered and classy. A show to be proud of.
Halfway through the evening Youmeni who is a Japenese performance artist danced for us in the darkness of the fabulous Dunbar Room. She told the story of the family kimono she was wearing, her exquisite movements speaking of searing emotion and pain. She must have been physically and emotionally exhausted.
Various speeches ensued but the Art Council England speech was amazing – he really got us a group and made a big point of saying he regarded TS as a standard of excellence. Can’t ask for more really.
So – show hung and PV done.
One of the TS artists has asked if I would like to join a new group of women artists considering world wide womens issues from a feminist viewpoint.
A great set of artists I would like to know better and maybe work with…another new door opens. Brilliant.
