Everything went well, although by the end of the evening, my throat was so raw and I was so tired that I was just ready to collapse! I told everyone that they didn't want to get too close, but several people insisted on hugs anyway!
I hope they don't regret it...
Almost none of the Serious Art Crowd showed up anyway. The museum curator told me that it wasn't a bad turnout, but it really wasn't too many people. There was another gallery opening at the same time, and apparently it wasn't too busy either, so I guess people just weren't in the mood to go out. I was a little disappointed in the turnout, but really, almost everyone I hoped to see was there.
Only one person was sort of weird about my work. He came and stood near me, silently. He had a half-smile on his face, looking at me but saying nothing (and it's not like he was a stranger, I wait on him at the restaurant and we talk art all the time). So I asked him if he'd been upstairs to look at it; he nodded, said nothing, but continued to stand there looking at me. This was uncomfortable, so I kind of laughed and said, "That good, eh?" ...long pause while he silently nodded... then finally, "Yeah, that looks like your work..."
I don't care if he didn't like it, I just wish he hadn't continued to stand there silently half-smiling at me!
On the whole, people were more enthusiastic than I'd dared to hope they'd be. And now I can finally relax and forget about it...just wait for the dough to start rollin' in!!! <rubs hands together gleefully and misguidedly>