Bye Bye Baby . . .

When I signed the lease on a small and buggerdly ugly space on May 20, 2008, a former friend wrote me the following: “It was a rainy day with big dark clouds and secret whispers floating throughout the air the day Pam Goode moved into her new studio space. Her head was heavy and felt full of cobwebs, and the room was not worthy of energy. It was just a smelly, dank, gross, dark, negative space with a terribly big bad vibe — and nothing could be done to save her from the frightening fate that was ahead.”

I bought a lime-scented candle and went at it.

Frightening fate, indeed. When I opened Ciel Gallery + Mosaic Studio, I had zero experience running a gallery — but I knew there were artists who needed a space to exhibit, and I knew I could provide that. I had zero experience selling art — but I knew I could speak knowledgeably about the work. I had zero experience teaching, but I knew I could share my passion. I had a very, very minimal bit of experience in social settings — but I knew I could be articulate about my love of mosaic art, even if more frivolous chit chat wasn’t my thing. I wasn’t much with a hammer, but give me a crowbar and a paintbrush and I can do wonders.

In short, it worked. And it worked because it was everything I love all rolled into 588 square feet. “Find your passion,” they say.

Frightening fate, indeed. I walked in three years and three months ago with little more than an idea, a smidgeon of unexpected cash, a perhaps ill-advised amount of energy and optimism, and an enthusiastic husband. Today, I closed the door and walked out an entirely different woman.

It all began with a fairly modest plan.  But you know how our offspring are . . . . She wanted to grow, wriggling and pushing against her baby-ness, swimming laps around the woman with one toe in the water, testing for tepid. Finally, I stood back and let her have her way with me.

A favorite mantra is that in order to bring change to your life, you must first make space for it. In this instance, the “space” was very literal and, uncharacteristically for me, more external than internal. That 588 feet changed my life, not only with her lime green floors (she insisted), but with her open-door policy and her abundant trust that everyone who stepped inside would become a friend. She was right, of course, and the “space” that we made together with several hundred artists and students was not only a gathering spot for mosaic art, but a sanctum for laughter, learning, letting go, and forging ahead.

I do think it’s possible for a place to have a smelly, dark, negative vibe. But I also believe that sometimes that smelly, dark, negative vibe is coming less from the smelly space, and more from the smeller.

It’s funny how some of us believe that nothing is possible, and others of us believe that everything is possible. Reality, of course, is surely somewhere in the middle, but as always, we tend to get what we’re looking for. Actually, we usually get a whole lot more.

The new space is perhaps more frightening than the first — crumbling floors, three layers of bad ceiling that need to be removed , uneven walls and missing plumbing. Crowbar heaven.

Old Ciel, you were my first, and I’ll never forget you. New Ciel, bring it on. Cold water, trepidation, frightening fate and all.

Bye Bye Baby — see you around.

14 thoughts on “Bye Bye Baby . . .

  1. Pam,
    Thank you so much for giving us a place to gain confidence in our work. You touched so many of us and have been so generous with your time and space. We all loved that little gallery, too. I’m so excited for you and can’t wait to see Ciel as a teenager.


  2. I must admit, sitting in the van with the last of gallery’s things removed, I felt the credits were rolling down the windshield..Wow… what a great group of friends and contacts you have made over these three years!!! You’ve given so many folks very rewarding experiences in the classes and shows…I included..Thank you!!! We all look forward to the New Ceil unfolding!!! OxOx


  3. Such an inspirational story! I will be opening my own 550 sq ft gallery on October 15th in a small little town in Missouri. Scary yes…but so excited, I can hardly contain myself from bursting. I’m so glad to see that you feel the need to move on to bigger, and with the use of your crowbar, better accomodations. My building started with barely a roof, the walls had caved in, had to totally gut it and rebuild. I have given my all! Praise God, I love what I do!!!!


  4. It has given me such delight and pride to watch you through this entire process from the very first days — I still remember them so well! Each show and class has always been better than the last; a tradition I’m sure will continue into the new space. I’m so excited to see all the wonders the bigger expanse will bring! Congratulations on the newest phase of such a beautiful labor of love.


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