The opening in the Mudd Gallery Last thursday was everything fun about art openings, without all the stress or pressure of a large-scale event. Having been raised by a museum worker, I've been to plenty of events in galleries and museums, and most of my memories from them are related to being a small child and being told repeatedly not to be too loud, make a mess, or touch the art. Because of this, I sometimes get anxious at formal events like openings, because there's such a specific social code in that setting, and being surrounded by much older, much more cultured strangers doesn't help much.
However, because of all the work our class put into this project, I think we all felt a sense of ownership of the show, and pride in both our artwork and in the event itself. For one, I think most of us were happy with our own art, so we were excited to welcome our friends and acquaintances to see our work. In addition, because of the nature of the tiny gallery, the intimate setting and the junk food served, people felt more at ease than they might in a more formal gallery setting.
I really enjoyed preparing for this show, and being part of the team behind it all made me feel capable and at home at the opening. For once, it was everyone else who had to feel slightly nervous and on edge. Now I know how the insiders feel. Maybe the people who create those formal gallery events have the right idea after all. The power is... intoxicating... . . . . . .