Riding Along on my Pushbike, Honey...

Yesterday was another colossal day at the East End Gallery. Fortunately, the temperature had dropped from "holy cow!" to slightly more bearable. Michael had spent the previous day (a mere 41.8) welding metal gizmos to his sculptural creation. The purpose of these devices was for secure mounting and to hold the sculpture off the wall to enhance shadows. When I just asked Michael what these thingamajigs were called, he looked blank and responded, "something I made up". That's my darling - mind of a genius, vocab of a Beverley Hillbilly!

Anyway, I've digressed. Michael finished his welding on Saturday looking like a large blob of melted sweat. I wasn't far behind him. An evening swim restored our equilibrium and galvanised us for a Big Effort.

Michael and Gary (the Dynamic Duo) had plans to attach our four-metre sign to the external wall and then position the sculptural pieces underneath the sign. This involved building the scaffolding, manoeuvring the recalcitrant platform on its unwilling wheels up the bitumen, heaving it onto the verge next to the building and then actually starting the task at hand.

By the time I arrived at the Gallery at a quarter to eleven, the sign was up. At exactly the same moment, our latest artist, Shirley Gillis arrived with husband Rod, daughter Karlene and her hubby Wayne to unload ten new paintings into the Gallery. They'd had a short drive down from Geraldton (about four hundred kilometres!).

Enthusiasm was carrying the project. The shadows were disappearing in their workspace. A cool breeze was all that was between them and the approaching sun. Just as the last of the shade shrunk to nothing, the boys completed the job. And these two are both sixty-year-old blokes!

There was no rest for the wicked. With the advent of Shirl's paintings, Michael constructed two new picture rails adjoining our Art Space. Then he hung pictures in the Gallery, whilst I worked on the new catalogue. We never even started on the re-arrangement of the Giftshop.

We both crawled home, absolutely shattered. I had already decided our kitchen would be closed due to illness - I was sick of cooking...We had a delightful dinner at the Red Vault with Charmaine and Debbie. Delicious food - and no dishes.

Today is a new day in the East End Gallery!

PS the title of this post was inspired by "The Pushbike Song"....

In the Beginning, was the Sign...

Re-inventing the wheel...

The Dynamic Duo in full flight...

Notice the disappearing shade...

Finished in the nick of time!

The completed effect...

with lengthening shadows...

throughout the afternoon.

Bloody awesome job, boys!