There was still the usual Sunday tea available to visitors to the gallery today but Charlotte, as she often did in times of slight unrest, had thrown herself into her work and was spending most of her...conclusion and picking up their pieces and thanking them so much for all their brilliant contributions. And wondering what the hell to do about that Anonymous piece. The York Gallery is open
"Well this certain looks good," Dale said holding open the door for Charlotte. "And a new place to eat on the island to boot. I predict a fabulous meal." [Dale is here for perfectmissyork though the post is open for anyone else who wishes to use it.]
The past few weeks of work were finally coming to a head, and Charlotte was both nervous and excited and getting herself worked up into a frenzy with making sure everything was perfect. She couldn't help...an eye out for the artists of certain pieces, since she was very eager to potentially meet them. The Community Showcase Exhibit was open! [[ or will be, once I get the very extensive OCD up! ]]
The submissions for the exhibit had all been made and Charlotte had, of course, promptly put together all sorts of lists and diagrams for ideas on how to organize the show for the opening on Wednesday...little jolt of caffeine, sipping on a latte at a table near the window as she typed and jotted, deleted and erased, only to type and jot again. [[ open for all your caffeinated perkly needs! ]]
It was the final day before the gallery shut down in preparation for the new exhibit and, as such, the final day for pieces to be submitted. Charlotte was busy at work in the actual gallery, going through...miss your chance to have your work featured in the community showcase! Exhibit Opening Wednesday September 16th! Come and see talented Fandom Island at its artistic best! The York Gallery is open
After a great deal of consideration, Charlotte decided to add another sign to the one already in the window advertising the showcase submissions: Deadline Extended! Entries are now accepted until..." and, of course, she couldn't just leave it. She had to get up and get it and while she was up, find at least three other things to pick at. Lather, rinse, repeat. The York Gallery is open
In retrospect, Charlotte was thinking that perhaps, after his little display of his ability to hammer well, she should lightly pester Kevin into flexing those carpentry muscles to build something... anything...extend it, wait until next week to do the exhibit... ...The usual Sunday tea that was set out for guests was being constantly rearranged out of all of Charlotte's fidgeting. The York Gallery is open
After a sufficient amount of time to properly celebrate the fact that Dale was back, Charlotte knew it was time to get right back to work! Armed with a stack of bright and colorful (though unfortunately...so exciting! She just hoped that people would see them and have enough time! [[ definitely open for reactions or running into Char. Sorry for the lame lack of actual poster, but I am teh lazy XD ]]
Depending on your perspective, Charlotte had either a really rough night at the bar , or a very productive one, considering the number of drinks she'd consumed. She, of course, was an optimist, so she...her eyes at her surroundings. " This isn't the right way home...." [[ expecting one, but certainly open for anyone else who might be around this late at night, before that one in the timeline ]]
