So, last night was the big show. I’d have to say it wasn’t as much fun as the big shindig over at Studio 2 (what with the projected pixels and all) but it was still pretty fun-a good time was had by all, and the crowd was a bit brisk-we had a pretty steady stream of folks throughout the entire evening.
An interesting thing about the show though, my friend Kathy helped the curator hang the work and, upon arriving last night, she noticed something unusual. There was more work in the show than had been curated. Yes, it’s true, there was an extra painting hanging in the corner. We tried to subtly ask around about it but nobody seemed to know anything. Nobody knew who had hung it, who had painted it, or where it came from. From looking at it, I can tell you this much: it was a painting of some odd looking naked people strewn about on a sofa and it was hanging in the corner of the exhibition hall.
This strikes me as really funny in a lot of ways. I mean, think about it, if you were going to “break into” the art world, what better way then to just grab a painting of some naked people sitting on a sofa and go hang it up yourself? Who would notice such a thing? When you think about it, it would be downright easy to do this-just wait for the gallery staff to go “out to lunch,” cigarette break, or the like, sneak in with said painting, a hammer, a nail, and voila, you are now an exhibiting artist. It’s genius if you stop to think about it, right? I mean, nobody’s probably going to complain even if they catch you breaking in, are they? And, I mean, just pick something like a painting of naked people on a sofa-something typical that you would find in an art show really-you wouldn’t even stand out.
My only complaint is that they should have given it some chichi French sounding name, perhaps something like “Nudes a la Settee” and doubled the price.
And, I guess it must be said, should you happen to be out in the gallery world, be on the lookout for any wild free roaming extra paintings with odd looking nudes on a settee. They might sneak up and get you when you least expect it.
Until next time…