(low) hanging fruits (of our labour)

Sometimes, words fall short. Sometimes, they fail to sum up emotions. This is one of those times.

The lead up to the exhibition opening this weekend had drained me; both physically and mentally. In the weeks leading up, I’d poured so much into it, I had nothing left in the tank. I couldn’t muster the motivation to shoot LEGO for Instagram (even with new Rogue One sets built and begging to be photographed. I’ve struggled to find words for this blog. I even made to trip up to A Gallery In Preston with a cloud of disinterest and indifference hanging over me.

However, as that first pin pierced the gallery wall, all the hard work, all the headaches and all the panic faded. The reality of what we’d achieved appeared before me, pin by pin.

walls

walls

walls

walls

Believe in it
It’s everywhere
Just look around
And see yourself
Damaged – Do Not Spit

walls

walls

walls

walls

Running around with a thought in my head
Spending my days in a hurry
Looking for senses can’t take defeat
Soon there is no reason to worry
No Fun At All – Nothing I Wouldn’t Do

One of the greatest moments, as I edged around the walls, was pinning photos from my boys Ryder and Arj, and Christoffer’s son Isaac. Again, words fall short of what I felt seeing these three kids’ photos hanging on the gallery walls.

smalls on walls

smalls on walls

smalls on walls

smalls on walls

Two of the original four exhibitors had to pull out due to life getting in the way. Well, I wasn’t going to let life win. Not this time. I’d worked too hard for life to screw me over! I requested demanded they send me one shot to print, and now they’re hanging on the walls. As they should be.

Take that life!

screw you life

screw you life

As I type this, I still have some things to finalise; one last triptych to hang, titles to be written, printed and attached below each photo, hotel bookings, opening night soundtrack to sort, beer and wine selections to be made, etc. But, thanks to pushing a single pin into a wall, I’m not worried anymore.