The ostrich eggs from “Art 360” have arrived in Columbus Ohio in fine fashion. Last night was the opening.
Greg Jones (left) was part of the team which actually arranged and set up the show. The setting was a long, narrow, hallway so this required much thoughtfulness and creativity. Greg is a knowledgeable veteran and made sure the exhibit was the absolute best it could be.
Curator Chuck Bluestone was as proud as any parent and attentive to so many details. I especially appreciated the name tags which included images of our eggs as well as our names. I can’t count the number of openings in which I either had to supply my own name tag or simply haunt the exhibit like a creepy wraith, trying to start conversations. Well done, Mr. Bluestone. Nice shoes, too.
One of the best parts of being in this show is the opportunity to meet artist-participants more than once. It’s easier to circulate in a room when you already recognize some of the people in it.
Barb Vogel swanned through the reception like the pro she is, elegantly dressed as usual.
Pam Kravetz pretty much owned the room with this fabulous punk hipster ballerina outfit. Pam is from Cincinnati, my home town, and looks so sweet in this photograph. Her piece was a standout in Portsmouth and remains so in Columbus.
Friends came, too. Bob Studzinski arrived with camera in tow…..
Dave Barnes and Linda Hines….
… and two of my staunchest supporters, 96-year-old mother-in-law Nicky Knepp and hipster hubby extraordinaire, Joel Knepp. What troopers they are!
The room was full of familiar faces, faces whose names I don’t yet know and many fascinating strangers.
I didn’t know Cody had “goofed” on me until after the download but I’m glad he did. I meant to meet the lady with the beautiful golden hair and her bearded companion but never got around to it. Maybe next time.
It’s always interesting to observe the way people dress for arts events. I particularly admired this floral kerchief and handbag separated by the large blue block of zippered vest and light blue shirt. There’s a conscious rhythm here which is every bit as artful as anything in the glass cases behind her.
It was a wonderful evening with many highlights. The exhibit itself is less brightly lit and more compactly arranged than in Portsmouth, so many of the eggs didn’t photograph as well.
My piece has better placement than the last time, which is nice. Being at the top of the pyramid allows for actually seeing the spermatozoa swimming through the bottom of my ostrich egg sea. Greg Jones did a great job of visually making the most of each piece and packing a large number of objects into a smallish space, but I can’t help but mourn the lack of in-the-round access to the forms.