Before we go there, let's talk price tags, shall we? Early on, we decided that having visible price tags next to the hung pieces was important to us. Why, you ask? Who hasn't been to either a gallery, or art show display with prices hidden or non existent? It makes you feel either uncomfortable asking, or immediately you think it is too expensive. The later may or may not be true, however, that's the initial impression I get. If you ask me, it just seems pretentious. But, and this is a big but, I will say it is hard to make tags that hang nicely and look professional. Furthermore, changing my display so frequently adds to the difficulty.
Because I want our booth to look as professional as possible for the fall shows I've entered, the tags need to be excellent. Remember how I wrote about my mother in law's crazy gift giving through the years? Well, she's still giving me gifts. I remembered that I'd brought a typewriter home when cleaning out her place. Locating it in the boy's old bedroom closet, I got it out to give it a whirl, or type, or, you get the idea.
Business cards in hand, not to mention Baxter on his leash, we went across the street to type. Corrine proudly showed me how to use her IBM Selectric she received as a retirement gift. The thing is, although she is 82, she still works most days in her son in laws dental office, but that's another story. Anyway, I think this idea may have merit. We'll see what our Project Manager has to say when he returns this afternoon!
Here's what greeted me upon my return from Corrine's house:
While writing this, I got up from my desk for a moment; what should I see out front at 6:30AM? Phil's truck, although as dark as it is, and as black as his truck is, I had to look twice. Today he will finish applying the tile and grout it. Other stuff will happen which you'll see tomorrow.
The title I used today is something I really stole from Mr. Bruce. That's how he works. Never promising too much, he always surprises people by what he accomplishes. Plus he's modest about his accomplishments. Plus, he never wants to have to go back to a job once it's completed. Seems to me that Phil and Bruce are definitely two of a kind. Working slowly and steadily Phil, and his super nice son-in-law Darren accomplish more than you could hope for. As well, they keep everything so neat, throwing away the tile boxes just as soon as they are empty. Here's how the day started yesterday:
Bill, Mr. Tile Lover himself, came by to see it around the time I took the preceding picture. I told him I hoped his Dad would like the tile. Looking at at me like I was crazy, he said, "How could he not?" Indeed. It is super sparkly in the sunlight!
At the moment, it is still the gray of dawn and I hear activity in the back yard. Under promise and over deliver--sounds like a plan.
P.S. Oddly enough, even with price tags clearly visible, people still ask me the price. Duh!
1 comment:
I envy your clean workers. At our construction site the workers leave all kinds of trash, from construction materials to drink cups,food bags and unfinished food. When our electricians were working, they left a big mess. Darry, who we know personally, said we bought the lights, etc. and it was our trash. Jim and I spent some time this week gathering up trash inside the house, on the porch and in the garage, putting it in bags or boxes and flattening it so it could be thrown away. The good part, I guess, is that the workers who are finishing up can now spend their time on getting other jobs done without having to clean up first.
Karen H.
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