Imagine Gallery

I still haven't got back to normal and all my time now seems to be spent installing software.

Every now and then my mind suddenly remember 'real' things that I should be doing,

like calling artists to make excuses for not visiting.

At the moment there is so much going on in the 'Art World', exhibitions, open studios, etc.

All of which I yearn to go to as I know that I am missing so much, but at the moment I must try and get myself up and running again after the loss of the computer.

I'm sure that the ramifications of the lost time will come back to haunt me, but at the moment it's just a case of re-assembling a jigsaw.

I have spent hours this afternoon trying to get my large format printer working again.

It is a wonderful machine which produces prints on watercolour paper which is fantastic for my photographs, but aside from this I have it calibrated to produce prints that match those printed in magazines, something that is essential when I am producing my own advertisements for

different publications. Until now everything that I supply to different magazines matches my own prints.

Something that is very important, especially when trying to portray art at its best,

in fact I must spend more time each month photographing different peoples creations,

and then trying to match them with a print than anything else I do.

Hhhhhmmmmmmmm! Maybe not, I can think of a lot of other things, like packing parcels, queuing at the post office, replying to people who liked something they found here at the weekend but now want to know "what the best price is for cash", or fending off people selling advertising on the telephone.

Today, in between all of the above I have had one serious problem.

Our 'Jim Malone' exhibition [which is ever present on my mind] which opens in less than two weeks had a serious setback.

The invitations were printed incorrectly.

Somehow out of the six pages page number five was printed twice.

In reality I don't suppose anyone other than Jim and myself would really care.

Indeed Jim was lovely about it when I called him to tell him that the box of invitations that were on there way to him were rubbish.

"Well that's not a real problem is it, as long as they have the date correct", he answered, in his calm gentle way.

I was grateful that this was his response and it made me feel better about things, but on top of my last week I didn't need this happening now.

However, the printers were fantastic and have re-printed everything and they sent a new batch

directly to Jim, mine will follow tomorrow.

So anyone waiting don't worry I haven't forgotten you.

It's amazing how little things can get on top off you and pull your spirit down.

I know the world isn't conspiring against me, it's just that sometimes it feels like it.

Or as Johnny Rotten of the Sex Pistols once said:

"just because your paranoid doesn't mean that they're not out to get you".

I don't think that this has any real relevance here, but it is one of my favourite quotes.

So, on a much nicer and lighter note I was thrilled to get a letter from the talented sculptor Lorell Lehman.

Lorell who lives in Australia has agreed to exhibit with us next year.

She describes her work as "dolls" but that is never how I would describe them.

They are your dreams brought to life, I really can't believe that her creations don't eat, drink and breath. They are just so life like.

We have lots of discussions and ideas to bounce around before the exhibition which is in October 2011 but I REALLY can't wait to see what she creates.

She has told me that she is keeping secret from everyone [she has an army of fans] what she is creating for the show so that it will be a surprise for everyone.

"Secret"!

Whats that?

Well that's except from me, which shows that she doesn't know me well enough as secrets are meant to be passed on as far as I'm concerned.

But to fair to us both I will only show "peeks" [large ones] as the year progresses.

So with over a years notice I expect to see you all here, no excuses.

Above is the offending advertisement [before and after] and a couple of Lorell's incredible creations.