A day with no deadline save a playlist for tonight. Ahhhh
It's been crazy! As some of you know, about ten days ago while helping my team with participating in the Home Expo (I still haven't seen any hunt cupcakes beside ours whenever I pop in) and making some purple flat guitars for BYOG, I got an IM from some curator about hosting an exhibit of my work for June. When looking back on that log, it's absolute chaos between fishing at the beach, speaking with the team and the Expo contacts, being directed to and speaking with IFT organisers for a team booth at an upcoming Star Trek convention, and the art show invite. btw I must have done something right; I occasionally see 25L pass through me from someone clicking my hunt cupcake.
When some of the smoke cleared and I could focus on the offer - while planning the next RFL event, writing a 100-word story for Crap Mariner and pondering both SL9B and the upcoming RFL campsites - turns out I was already in installation week! They cleverly had a mirror building in the sky for the next artist to place, then bring their pieces down enmasse once the current one vacated. Given the number of pieces to scan throughout the week after work and other things each evening, I never got a chance to use it. Everything was in place less than one hour before the opening. This included notecards for every level to explain the pieces.
|A peaceful calm at night in the empty Fruit Islands art gallery|
Sometimes it's the most simplistic comments that earn our trust. "I like the pictures of the movie stars," someone said. They didn't know me and looked with a clear mental palate at what they saw. We trust strangers and their gut reactions.
But I'm ahead of myself. A building plus a lush garden for my use. A tipjar and a Relay For Life kiosk, plus a gallery show shirt for a modest minimum donation to RFL.
The Eggphitheatre demands attention on the landscape, parked in the garden just outside the gallery. As she had during Burning Life 2009, GoSpeed Racer set up her DJ station beneath it for the reception.
For those unfamiliar with these happenings: yes, that was an opening. Don't throw out the landmarks. The gallery has my art for the next few weeks. Other than a comic set as a slideshow on a prim, everything else is new and never seen before on the Internet, including an additional one-shot comic.
I want to thank Lizzo Dreamscape for inviting me to the Fruit Islands Art gallery and her patience while I addressed everything in turn those first few days. Please visit I Sing the Body Projected when you can.
Also: look for Snurky to host MadLibs in the Eggphitheatre a few times to raise money for RFL. It's what the egg was made for: to rewrite history.
That night I hosted Mersey Mersey Me! A dance party with early Beatles and influenced bands including The Spongetones, Utopia, The Rutles and ReBeatles Projekt, as well as some others. It was a great turnout and people had fun. We raised some more for Relay For Life, closing in on the US$500 mark.
|Mersey Mersey Me! winds down after sunrise.|
The info came from out of the blue when Vicki posted a notice about it in the Trek group. No, it didnt seem on topic to me either.
Anyway things come and and things go.
Next: Snurky's MadLibs, New London's Jubilee Jamboree (w/the reprise of BYOG) and SL9B