The countdown to the exhibition begins now. I have finished the last piece of artwork and I have spent the last two weeks planning the exhibition (how to display the artwork, how to project the video and what to present to the public in terms of explanation).
The paintings are ready, the clay objects have been fired and they are ready, and the video is ready. I have a week to go. What have I forgotten to do?
I have spent most of the last two days pounding the streets of Shrewsbury persuading coffee shops, libraries, theatres and museums to display my poster or fliers. I have also posted ad nauseum on Facebook and Twitter. It is this part of preparing for an exhibition that I openly moan about but secretly quite enjoy. I enjoy bugging my friends about how they simply must come to the exhibition. I like seeing the poster in shop windows. I like checking a press release for typos. I think I know why this is. It is because it makes me feel ever so slightly famous. I quite like the idea of being ever so slightly famous, even if it is an illusion.