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12:20:2003 Entry: "Ann : Paintings Held Hostage...the finale"
Paintings Held Hostage...the finale
I got back my paintings, thank goodness. It appears that they (they = the foundation/board of directors or estate of the woman who bequeathed (sp?) the building to be used as a gallery for local artists) are going to sell the building. See, here's the thing. I heard from a first-hand source who worked there that their accountant was totally screwing everyone around who worked there. My first-hand source's position was terminated, other people quit. The director, who was totally enthusiastic about the whole gallery and exhibiting Madison artists (instead of the usual overbaked Chicago/NY fare that the prior director had) and making it a prominent local venue, didn't feel she could work under the absurdity of what the board and the accountant was doing, i.e., getting rid of their internet connection and other such ridiculous things. She quit, gave her two week notice. They (the foundation) never replaced her. They are letting it die. Shortly before, or even during the time I had my exhibit there, the benefactor, the woman who wanted that building, her building, used as a gallery for local artists, died. Now it seems that no one is honoring her memory. Everyone is trying to lay blame on the director who quit, saying it was her fault, leaving them in the lurch. I don't know, two weeks notice is all that is legally required for notice of leaving. When I called one person inquiring on how to get my art back, he totally blamed the ex-director, really trying to make her out to look like the bad one. Maybe if I hadn't heard a different tale from my first-hand source, and if I hadn't met the director myself (she was the one who came to my house to see my art and was very happy to have me show there this summer), maybe I'd be easily duped into thinking it was all her fault. But I think I know human nature a little better than most, and I can smell something a little fishy. They needed a scapegoat to take the fall so that they could get rid of the place once the benefactor died. The best defense is a strong offense, you know.