8 January 2019
I'm just back from the Lexi Cinema where I've been hanging pictures in advance of tonight's private view for my exhibition "hanging it out at the lexi".
At the moment my emotions are that strange mixture of excitement and sheer terror that I always experience when my work is on show, but it's amplified because this is a solo exhibition and I've got nowhere to hide. I don't know if people realise it but, for me at least, exhibiting my work is very much a case of baring my soul. My work is very important to me, I put a lot into it, and I show it because I hope other people will enjoy what I've created. Along with that hope is a fear that they might not like it and, rightly or wrongly, that feels like a judgement on me. Do other artists feel like that or am I just paranoid?
Anyway, time to make myself look my best ready for the private view where I'm looking forward to catching up with friends and previous purchasers of my work, and hopefully making some new friends!