After spending the day hanging artwork on mirrored panels and creating make shift lighting systems with duct tape and speaker stands, I managed to not have any butterflies left for the opening of Modus Union. By 7 p.m. the crowd arrived filling the cocktail hour and corridor. It was a social affair mixed with art appreciation.
None of the artists had work fly off the walls, but prospective connections were made. I did meet an art agent and Maple Syrup (my dog) may have landed a gig as a fashion dog. My favorite moment of the night was watching a gentlemen read my entire artist statement on an art card and then carefully tuck it into his coat pocket for safe keeping.
Lela Rose’s show was amazing. Her attention to shape and detail was noted.