Today we celebrated. We got to the gallery, the three of us, Anna, Bill and I, and set all the lights in all the rooms. And just as Bill was finishing up some wiring, before we’d had a chance to put away the tools and the bulbs, before our OPEN sign was even up, our neighbors at Ghost Pony Gallery sent us our very first visitors! We were still sweeping up dirt that had silted down from the adobe ceiling but our guests didn’t seem to mind and they LOVED the place. Thank you Trish and Leonardo! Then Bill installed the hardware for our sign and we were officially open for business.
The gallery came together today—all at once—when we finished the lights. Every single decision, every detail, all the work, magically blossomed under the glow of those lights. Anna and I were quite literally immobilized with joy. We walked from room to room, over and over, exclaiming in some real wonder at the transcendent beauty of the place. And we couldn’t work anymore. We simply couldn’t. For the first time in nearly two months, we stopped. We sat. We wandered. We reminisced. And it was wonderful to be there in that place that has taken our ministrations week after week and be taken care of by it.
Tomorrow we are back at it—labeling our paintings and moving into the studio. But today we rested. Today we celebrated. And now it is starting to rain. I take that as a sign of all good things to come.
Love to you all,
Jeane, Anna and Bill