When all is said and done
June 7, 2010 Galleries No CommentsI am prone to melancholy but last week I was not the only one haunted by the noon-day demon. Maybe it’s not surprising. The parties are over (well almost) and although I am glad I don’t have to schlepp my one decent pair of heels to work any more, I will miss seeing my colleagues in silver sparkly outfits and festive ties.
As always when big projects end, and this is pretty much the biggest I have ever been involved in, there is a huge anti-climax and we should all have been issued with complimentary ‘Now What?’ T-shirts. Of course there is lots to do: some snagging, managing interactives that develop a live of their own (artificial intelligence might be possible after all), sorting out all the things you haven’t got round to in the last few months and … filing.
While most of us have started to re-adjust to our new lives, many of the people involved in the new galleries still seem to move around in some sort of slow-motion fish tank bubble. It doesn’t help that we attended a year’s worth of leaving dos in the last two weeks. Thankfully everyone seems to have found a new job elsewhere or within the museum or decided to do some major travelling. Still, good-byes are very sad.
We had some bad times and our full share of hairy moments, but let’s just remember the good ones (in no particular order):
Hollywood in Deptford
Being part of the preparations for, and the actual filming of, some of the AVs (audiovisual components) for the new galleries was the perfect get-away from lifting mannequins (the gentlemen seem to agree).
Watching a Master at Work
We all learned a lot by watching Janet (Wood) studying a piece of clothing to see how it wants to behave and giving it all the help it needs (some objects can be peculiarly reluctant to being put on display, I might come back to this in the future). Janet is a great teacher and her underpinnings are always beautifully constructed and sewn. Somehow it is strangely satisfying to know that a structure beneath a dress is beautiful in its own right (maybe an exhibition idea?) even if it might be hidden forever.
The Sewing Club
For a few weeks our workspace turned into needlework heaven: cane ribbons were assembled, mannequin feet were padded, sleeve ruffles precision-hemmed and fichus draped. Thank you to all the volunteers and roped-in ex-volunteers that gave their time for free!
Fanshawe Dress Eureka Moment
The big one: putting on the Fanshawe petticoat on its unwieldy mount and carefully constructed underskirt and realising that we might actually be able to sleep again.
Helping Hands
A project like this won’t come together without people with different work habits, opinions, tastes and senses of humour finding a way of getting along. Looking through the images taken during our work with the dress objects recently, I noticed the hands. Collaboration rules!

















































