Geoffrey Gaskell on tue 28 oct 03
Today I busied myself distributing a few artifacts of mine to a couple
of galleries. The New Zealand Academy of Fine Arts received an expensive
oil painting (a seascape as usual from me), an eccentric pot entitled
"The Pumpkinification of the Emperor Claudius" and a "Family of Ten
Pots" ranging in size from a 2 cm miniature to a 9 cm larger pot. It
remains to be seen whether the selection panel take any of it - I'll
know within a week, but the chances are fairly good since they've been
selecting at least a portion of my submissions ever since I joined the
Academy a year ago (which I'm told is unusual expecially since I don't
bother with any of their parties but instead go and have a quiet look at
everything the following day instead, after all the mess from wine
guzzling and cheese nibbling has been swept away).
Another community gallery invited me to submit a few items, but I'm only
going to give them my second rate stuff because last time I submitted
one of my best pieces I was encouraged by the manager to half the price
I wanted for it and several similar pieces "because it is a community
gallery" only to find that she promptly purchased the best piece herself
at the opening night. Well, this time for their exhibition entitled
"Artrageous" they get one ceramic piece "Composite Cheese Rendition of a
Classical Portrait Bust" which turned out OK, but not as well as I would
have liked and a small lump of "found" marble - submitted as is "Lost
Marble Found, or The Importance of Being Earnest".
From yet another gallery I collected quite a few pots and paintings
that didn't sell. I suspect the obscure location of the gallery is a
contributing factor and this is also of concern to some others who
exhibit there - a pity because it is a nice little galley and one can
get the occasional worthwhile sale there.
With all this activity my ordinary camera has been busy taking
snapshots, which will eventually find their way onto my web site so that
yet more of my own embarrasing early stuff can be seen by all and sundry
who might care to look. Perhaps some criticks might wish to knock some
sense into me, by telling me "exactly what they think" - that's fine for
I've neither a glass jaw nor a glass ego.
Geoffrey Gaskell (Still peering over his shoulder, wondering "what the
neighbours might think")
http://www.homepages.paradise.net.nz/ggaskell/
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