Tonight the artists who have taken forever to deliver their work got lost trying to find me. The phone calls were so frustrating, and I was fast becoming impatient. Why didn't they listen to my original instructions?
I had been standing out on the road, sitting in the boot of the car, wandering up and down, for almost 40 minutes when they finally got to me. I was "hopping mad" until I saw their poor stressed faces. Instead of voicing my frustrations (apart from anything else I was now over 30 minutes late for my next appointment) I suddenly put myself in their shoes and gave them each a big hug.
The work they delivered was well worth the wait. It is going to add a real zing to the show. I hope they make it to the opening on Sunday.
Today I am grateful for perseverence.
I had been standing out on the road, sitting in the boot of the car, wandering up and down, for almost 40 minutes when they finally got to me. I was "hopping mad" until I saw their poor stressed faces. Instead of voicing my frustrations (apart from anything else I was now over 30 minutes late for my next appointment) I suddenly put myself in their shoes and gave them each a big hug.
The work they delivered was well worth the wait. It is going to add a real zing to the show. I hope they make it to the opening on Sunday.
Today I am grateful for perseverence.
2 comments:
Good management skills Kay
being an artist (and curator) is a hard, hard life !!
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