the day before my sister's wedding, i went to menards and purchased three railroad ties. i thought they'd fit in the back of my brother's minivan, but when i tried to close the trunk after two burly guys with a forklift placed them there, i realized they would not.
in august i helped a friend move, and so she helped me move railroad ties. the two of us huffed and puffed three ties about twenty feet. they were in the middle of my studio floor, and they looked like they'd never move again.
when i set up the project in the gallery at studio arts, i convinced three friends to help me put them on a dolly and place them in the space. we did it, but i dropped one of the ties on my hand. not so fun.
then i watched this
before i had to take the show down today. i moved all the ties by myself, with ease. i stacked them neatly in my studio. after moving two, i called in my friend derek. he thought i wanted help. i wanted him to watch to prove that i could do it. they're neatly stacked in the corner. nice.
now the gallery is super clean, repainted even.
images of the project (poor images) online here.
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