Instead, they put me on the floor. Yup let’s be honest, you put your artwork into a show, and at the PV you walk round in anticipation looking for it hoping it won’t be either on the ceiling or on the floor. We all do it, if it’s comfortably within viewing range that doesn’t require extreme bending of any sort then you breath a sigh of relief, if it’s not, it’s a sigh. Then you go around slightly forlornly trying to admire the other works all the while comparing the ideal placement of those artworks to yours. This is the reality folks.
Apart from that which is really all of it, it’s a nice space in a nice big building that I think I used to do pottery in a billion years ago, the pottery I made was weird and mostly useless but a couple of tiny pots that didn’t implode remain as one, a trinket holder and the other a salt holder at my parents’ house. Neither get put on the floor or in the corner because they are very rare examples of 1990’s Claire H pottery, oh happy days.