Tonight, Tim and I, driving to get copies at the UPS store said, "What are we going to do when we get back to our ordinary lives?"
Sunday morning we met Eric and Vizma for omelettes at The Prince of Wales. A cold, white morning, perfect for an Inniskillin mini tour. As the weather seemed to be finally co-operating, we watched a front loader lift crushed icewine grapes in its gaping mouth. It was finally cold enough for Inniskillin to pick their harvest.
As partner in the sales of the artwork, Eric was here in Niagara on the Lake to see our operation and I felt keenly the areas where we weren't yet up to speed, the most glaring of which is the disconnect between the each exhibit and information about the availability and access of the prints for sale. I wilted under my own failure to have gotten these things in time even as we toured through the smooth operation at Inniskillin.
To cheer myself up I remember that Gord says this is the really just the beginning and we're learning those things which will make our project most successful. And not to underestimate the fact that we've been living out of a suitcase for the last month and a half, between two cities co-ordinating, managing, interfacing with paid staff in both locations, docents, volunteers, our core crew and others whom we've hired at home and on site . .bla bla bla . . . all this, while trying to keep crew morale up and my own demons in a box.
Negotiating is the hardest. I want what I want, but I'm stubborn and I don't as a natural tendency, back down. At the end of the day, I just want to be a generous, loving, competent, diplomatic person! How can I get that? with everything so complicated and intertwined and not enough sleep or exercise?
In an odd turn of events, the first and second prints in the Chiesa Cool edition of 35 were purchased within minutes of each other. Two women in the lobby went to get a coffee and when they came back, another couple had stepped up -- for the same print!!I felt guilty because on their coffee getting trip, they also fulfilled my request to bring back a latte. Here they are, happy with their purchase - and my latte!
Back in Toronto, Carole Boughannam and Monika Matel Souza walked through the exhibit in progress, dazzled by the colours. Globe & Mail called; Toronto Sun is going to do a picture story. Last week it was Maclean's, calling him "Rothko on steroids". Today, a photographer spent a long time at the 'dark, lit exhibit' clicking away. People are joyous, thoughtful, moved when they see the work. That's what it's about! Tomorrow Tim and I head back up to Toronto. Today, he helped me fix the blog crew descriptions!
Sunday morning we met Eric and Vizma for omelettes at The Prince of Wales. A cold, white morning, perfect for an Inniskillin mini tour. As the weather seemed to be finally co-operating, we watched a front loader lift crushed icewine grapes in its gaping mouth. It was finally cold enough for Inniskillin to pick their harvest.
As partner in the sales of the artwork, Eric was here in Niagara on the Lake to see our operation and I felt keenly the areas where we weren't yet up to speed, the most glaring of which is the disconnect between the each exhibit and information about the availability and access of the prints for sale. I wilted under my own failure to have gotten these things in time even as we toured through the smooth operation at Inniskillin.
To cheer myself up I remember that Gord says this is the really just the beginning and we're learning those things which will make our project most successful. And not to underestimate the fact that we've been living out of a suitcase for the last month and a half, between two cities co-ordinating, managing, interfacing with paid staff in both locations, docents, volunteers, our core crew and others whom we've hired at home and on site . .bla bla bla . . . all this, while trying to keep crew morale up and my own demons in a box.
Negotiating is the hardest. I want what I want, but I'm stubborn and I don't as a natural tendency, back down. At the end of the day, I just want to be a generous, loving, competent, diplomatic person! How can I get that? with everything so complicated and intertwined and not enough sleep or exercise?
In an odd turn of events, the first and second prints in the Chiesa Cool edition of 35 were purchased within minutes of each other. Two women in the lobby went to get a coffee and when they came back, another couple had stepped up -- for the same print!!I felt guilty because on their coffee getting trip, they also fulfilled my request to bring back a latte. Here they are, happy with their purchase - and my latte!
Back in Toronto, Carole Boughannam and Monika Matel Souza walked through the exhibit in progress, dazzled by the colours. Globe & Mail called; Toronto Sun is going to do a picture story. Last week it was Maclean's, calling him "Rothko on steroids". Today, a photographer spent a long time at the 'dark, lit exhibit' clicking away. People are joyous, thoughtful, moved when they see the work. That's what it's about! Tomorrow Tim and I head back up to Toronto. Today, he helped me fix the blog crew descriptions!
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