After settling in at the B & B, Don and I went to the gallery to reattach one of the wax castings that had broken free in shipping. The work looked very comfortable in the setting because it was a relatively small space with lots of nooks to meander around. Because of its intimate scale my work would look absolutely lonely in a spacious gallery. I was impressed with the consideration given to the placement of the work.
I left feeling good and greatly anticipating the next evening.It was time to take in the sights of Antigonish and have a relaxing dinner. The next morning all the chatter about town was of the upcoming snow storm. Now I'm a planner and I checked the weather before leaving St. John's and packed accordingly. My suede slip ons were not going to cut it, and we spent that morning shopping for boots! By mid afternoon the writing was on the wall.
We tried to get a taxi rather than take our rental car with no snow tires. Unfortunately we couldn't get one and started for the University. It was slow going and somewhat foolhardy on our part. We didn't really have to worry about where we parked. The lot was empty
This doesn't look too promising.
But everything was ready inside.
Bruce Campbell (Gallery Director) and Don are being encouraging.
I've decided that wine is the answer.
Our first guests show up. Thankfully students don't mind the weather and these two had lots of questions and comments about the work. I'm engaged.
After half an hour passed we had several more students who happened to be passing by and were encouraged to come in, take a look, and have a snack. At this point I'm laughing and having a great time. Perhaps it's the wine.
Our next visitor shows up. This is hilarious.
Not to be outdone, Santa's elves wanted in on the action. Yes, all maritime elves are this spritely.
I would like to think that Don is admiring my work.
This doesn't look so promising. I was right. We spent about ten minutes getting out of the parking lot. With the skidding that went down I'm surprised the tires were in one piece. Going at 20 km. an hour we breathed a sigh of relief as we neared the B & B, ....
It was picture perfect, but the driveway wasn't plowed. I was elected to walk through the drifts in my new $25.00 boots to get some action. The innkeeper solve the problem quickly.
Soon we were nestled in our Victorian room and reliving the night's events. The story doesn't end there. After waiting at the airport in Halifax the next day for five hours, five minutes before loading the flight was cancelled because of St. John's weather. Time to look for a hotel .
Do you have and exciting exhibition story?