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Originally, we planned to lease a venue, meet there regularly, and hold exhibitions. However, the tight rental market in San Francisco quickly showed us that this goal was more wishful thinking than reality, so we were trying to exhibit our pictures in other locations. And it's not just about organizing exhibitions for us. We meet to view each other's photos and provide constructive criticism. We organize workshops to learn photographic techniques, visit museums together, or invite photographers to talk about their photos.
Now, back to San Francisco City Hall. Various exhibitions are regularly held there--there's even a "curator" who organizes them. If you want to display photos or similar works in the town hall, you get in touch with the curator, explain why the town hall is particularly suitable for the exhibition, show your portfolio, and if you're lucky, you get the go-ahead. As you can tell, we were lucky because our photos will be on display from March 20th to May 27th. Anyone who happens to be in San Francisco during this period is, of course, obliged to stop by City Hall. You can then admire the photos from 27 members. There is no specific theme, and each of us has submitted three to four photos.
The official exhibition opening took place on March 22nd and was organized in a highly professional manner. Not only did we have printed postcards as announcements, which were distributed and sent everywhere, but we also sent so-called press kits to various newspapers, hoping that our exhibition would be announced with a photo in the newspapers' event calendars. In San Francisco, this is a challenge due to the diverse cultural offerings, but it was indeed prominently announced in the so-called "Pink Pages" (weekly event calendar) of the Chronicle (a daily newspaper in San Francisco). At the exhibition opening, there were easily 400 people. Even Michael, who is not easily impressed, was astonished. Cynics among you might now say that such events usually only attract friends or well-meaning acquaintances. Far from it!!! Even if each of us dragged 10 friends or acquaintances to the exhibition opening, I would only reach 270. Ha! And even if you might think I'm approaching delusions of grandeur, I'm telling you, there's nothing better than seeing your own photos hanging on the wall in a public place.
I was so excited that the day before the exhibition opening, I snuck into the town hall to stand, completely moved, in front of my own pictures. It's a good thing no one saw me. At the opening, many people I didn't know at all--I emphasize, complete strangers--approached me about my photos. That's what I really love about Americans; they aren't shy about sharing their enthusiasm and giving praise. By the way, during the opening, Michael often stood behind some people who were looking at my photos, trying to catch their comments, and he didn't report any devastating criticism to me. But enough about my photography.
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