Four Art shows! Count'em - four! And no sales from this venue of the previous five years! A lifetime first- no sales. Alone now, and thrilled to be running around and doing life in full health after a disability that could have been fatal, the need to recover the MONEY to full health was now the key.
And so it was easy to slip the charge into the back of the large gold frame that enhanced my entry in the largest of the shows!
My art had won prizes since girlhood, church and state, all the way to the White House, and so the zero sales were NOT okay.
For five years, the huge gallery had been "home" - so much time there, setting up, screening, doing drop-offs and pickups and receptions, promotions and related side-shows! The place had become a wardrobe of a sort - the contents inserted and removed as needed - changed all the time, but not entirely, and provided a magic portal to world-class events, thanks to the very hard work of all involved. A Part-Time Wardrobe, Indeed!
No sales directly associated with the place - NONE. A lifetime first- NOT ONE SALE!
Life had been good, then tragic , then redeemed, but not really unless the money would redeem as well.
NO sales? No sales meant NO redemption in this real world.f
I am a redcrosslady and non-violent, but gee! So poison charges in the frame would do the trick - nothing deadly, and triggered at pickup, the art would be fine and no one hurt - but fogged enough to stink the place up, to high heaven, till Spring!
I got busy helping with the take-down, and enjoyed the “wardrobe” one more time - taking in all the art, as the artists collected them at show’s end. Then as I took hold of my own “part of the art” I released the stink bomb capsule into a corner not visible to anyone who did not already know it was there.
Bye Bye - Happy Holiday! So good to see you all again - was quite sincere- they had been good and kind and great fun and restored the dead to life with their art and its related work for five years with me as a respected member! Bye bye- and hit the “on “ switch to my stinkbomb , then the “off”switch to my “Tempoary Wardrobe” and danced happily off to fine family holiday reunions.
Leaving art events smiling , with me, usually means that people liked the work and bought some - even a little.
I left smiling - and let them think so…….