The opening was fabulous! Wednesday, May 8 came as the hallowed date that had been circled on my calendar for many months. As it came down to the weeks before the exhibit, we were in flat-out mode: printing, framing, shipping. Everything had to work like clockwork. There were anxiety-producing glitches, of course. A call from the framer about a spot on a print that needed to be fixed. Done. A bad batch of framing material that needed to be reordered. Done. An extra-large print that needed to be shipped to New York but the shipping tubes were the wrong size. We got that fixed. Everything got shipped out with the help of the wonderful Julee Geier of Phil Borges Photography. And everything arrived in good shape in New York except for one tiny crack in a frame which my husband repaired with white putty. Whew!
It looks so beautiful! The walls of the Robin Rice Gallery were painted white so the images appear to float. On the morning of the opening, the heavens opened (perfect for a show photographed in water)! It rained a record three inches, flooded streets and some subways. But by 4:00, the clouds pulled away and the sun came out of hiding. When we arrived at the gallery, the sun was shining. Friends and colleagues arrived and filled the gallery for hours. Two friends sent flowers that added a special touch. At the end of the evening we had a party at a nearby cafe with an outdoor courtyard strung with twinkling lights. We played music, sang songs and toasted to art and friendship.
Few people realize how much work goes into producing a show. So it is with much gratitude that I thank friends who came from New York, Boston, New Jersey and even Seattle (!) to celebrate. It really means a lot to any artist when people show up. And a special thanks to my husband, Ted, who has given me so much support during the months that led up to the exhibit. And might I say, for the past 25 years of marriage! See more photos of the exhibit on Facebook.