An interesting memory. It was one of my first shows. I was glad to be included, though when I came by the gallery to see my work (with works by other artists), I noticed that it was placed near the floor, adjacent to a power outlet.
For my very first gallery show (a different show, which I paid to participate in), my prints were hung at the end of a long corridor– just outside of the restroom.
Being an artist can be frustrating.
Maybe all of that is why I scaled back on the ambition at bit and started focusing more on my own creativity, sharing and archiving.