(installation detail, by Amy Jacobs)
The first all-at-once, all-department thesis exhibition opened yesterday at the-college-which-must-not-be-named. It…is…EXCELLENT.
I was supposedly the show’s coordinator, but truthfully, I was its co-coordinator, and I profoundly thank my media-colleague-who-also-must-not-be-named for pitching in and sharing the stupendous workload equally. I could not have done it without her, nor without several absolutely generous staff folks. I have been told that blogging about my job is ‘unprofessional’; but my blog is about my life, and I can assure you this exhibition was my life for the past two weeks. I so wish I could publicly thank you all.
I have my own firm ideas about what professionalism entails, and I will tell you freely that my definition emphatically includes the dedication it takes to pull off an unprecedented event, particularly when doing so resembles building a multifaceted glass skyscraper on a foundation of quicksand. This took a village of professionals, including the grad artists themselves, their advisors, and the folks I mentioned by not mentioning, above. You are all pros.
Now, after shepherding a number of exhausted, sleep-deprived people through inevitable pitfalls and setbacks, instead of resting, I must push myself to meet my own dual, same-day show deadlines. I need a me!
While I’m doing that, if you are in Chicago, here is an excellent exhibition I have recently seen during my leisure time: I recommend it MOST highly!
(Zeke, one of the Hairy Yaks, by Erin Cramer)
Watching the world move by in the quiet moments before the opening; three more weeks, and I’m on that road.