artefacts.

Artefacts Exhibition done and dusted

I entered, cowered behind the banner as I saw a crowd of audience before me. They didn't look too many, but the air of excitement converted into chills as I imagined the scenario. Then we waited for the opening ceremony. Speeches were given. Ribbons were cut. The audience flooded in. We assigned our posts.

The first sprang and I explained a great deal on all three of my artwork. The second draws forward, and I compressed the previous explanation in a short time. More audience coming now, and I became more spontaneous, learning to answer only when asked and when they have the patience.

Three portraits hung on the wall - and the one that catches people's attention was the I, Me, Mine. The one I did with the zombies seems to stand out so much that the other two of my work was ignored by most people. Everyone's amazing but I didn't have much time to roam around to look. I will tomorrow.

In other words, I wouldn't have dreamed of displaying an artwork in an actual official ceremony/exhibition. Artists and the talent itself are so heavily-taken-for-granted. Honestly, the past two years I had discovered that Art is more than pretty drawings. They are personal, meaningful, expressive - like authors with books only that they use words.

I'm so sleepy right now.