I have had to make a difficult decision. Well, I have had to make several difficult decisions lately, but the one I’m talking about now is the decision about Northumberland Street in Newcastle.
Unfortunately, I do not think that displaying the work in that fabulous venue is going to work out for me. Or it. Or the artwork. I find this very disheartening as that space was the first space I had secured almost two years ago to the day. I remember feeling nervous about meeting the city centre manager. My photoshop image of how I imagined the artwork to turn out, my notes, my nice dress and matching shoes, my big eager grin all in place and ready to face the man behind the email address. He was lovely and encouraging as well as forgiving of my opening sentences that made little sense.
It is with heavy heart that I have to admit that I just do not think the work should be displayed in that area. The decision is mostly based on the fact that the artwork is fraying at an alarming rate. The raw edges are unraveling, which was what needed to happen but not as much as this. My fear is that if the sheets are flapping away in the wind, the work will become torn, seams will split apart and I will look at it feeling a bit sick and horrified that I didn’t protect it.
There is also the issue of volunteers and the difficulty in finding them. Although I have met some astounding, wonderful, generous, helpful, delightful people on this adventure, I do find that it’s been a bit of a disappointment on the volunteer side of things. My two assistants in Dudley were brilliant and Mark was excellent help to me in Exeter. With that said, I realise that people are stretched in hundreds of directions and I don’t think I could pull together the crew needed to invigilate on the busy pedestrain street of Newcastle.
And so, here we find the artwork with just a week left at Craft House Concept in Edinburgh. In a couple of weeks I travel to Newcastle to scope out the last (so far) venue and make decisions about its display.
This year has been something. It has been much more than I had previous planned it to be. It’s nearly wrecked me, actually.
But that is an entirely different story.