It was a wonderful introduction to art for many people of all ages from toddlers to pensioners, all mesmerised by the kaleidoscopic whirling pictures - and a great leveler too. As a professional artist for over thirty years, I found that 4 year olds could produce pictures as good as me. The beauty of it was that you couldn't paint a bad picture. Each one unique, each one having its own original qualities.
Clearly impressed with their ability to produce a professional piece of artwork, I noticed a few of the adults getting ideas. One guy with an entrepreneurial spirit, I think his name was Damien, said he was going to sell his on ebay and make a fortune! Some of the men wanted to look underneath to see how it was made, some asked if it was for hire and many asked when I would be doing it again. Woh... stop! After three days staring into the spinning vortex of this contraption I am feeling slightly giddy. Even the bedroom ceiling was spinning like I'd spent a night on the booze. So, wait a bit, I might be persuaded to do it again, we'll see.
Meanwhile, Belinda was attempting to serve customers in the gallery whilst marshalling punters, trying to dry the spin paintings with a hairdryer (perhaps she should have used a spin dryer, eh?) and helping people with the Golden Goose Egg Competition. Winner to be announced in next week's blog.
Everybody enjoyed themselves, and I would like to think it was worthwhile if only a few people can see the pleasure art can bring. And, you never know, for some budding artists, it may even lead to a career one day. It did with me.