Well, just picked up my art that was out at the Newport Visual Arts Center for the month of June.
On the day in late May that I went to deliver the work the rain was coming sideways off the ocean and it felt more like April than late spring. A little old man coming out the Newport Visual Arts Center saw that I was unloading artwork and asked if he could help. I replied “Sure!” and told him to feel free to get one or two flat boxes that I had sitting in the back of my car. He picked up two.
Getting to the door to the center before I could get there he attempted to open it. Unfortunately he had chosen to only hold onto the bottom box he was carrying. In opening the door, the top box slipped off the other and dropped flat from about three feet off the ground. I said a very bad word under my breath and grabbed the box off the ground and took it inside the gallery.
They had been padded for the trip, but not for being dropped. I found both glass pieces that were in the box shattered. The old gentleman said “I didn’t break them did I?” I replied, “Yes, you broke both of them.” To which he replied after a moment, “Well, now you can make a stained glass window out of them!” and went on his way. I sat on the floor of the gallery and had a moment.
We’ll see what I’m able to salvage of these, or at least parts of them. Next exhibition I’m unloading everything out of the car, until everything is in the gallery and insured.