The York Gallery; Wednesday [ 04/09 ] -- Grand Opening!
Tonight was finally the night. Everything was perfect, and, while perfect wasn't quite good enough for Charlotte, she figured it would just have to do. The gallery quietly seemed to glisten with its newness, its modernity, large opened spaces and smaller, quieter nooks and alcoves. Covered the walls on large, bright canvases were the works of Satoshi Matsuyama, colorful, exotic landscapes in a style as lush as their subjects. Smaller pieces by the artist also peppered the area on smaller canvases and, in a small section flanked by curtains, there sat a spread of hors devours and a fountain of punch, which was likely to be spiked probably three seconds into it, thus negating Charlotte's choice to not serve champagne as she normally would at an opening, considering the youthfulness of her current audience.
The York Gallery was open!
[[ open open! Up early due to me having to duck out for a bit first ]]
The York Gallery was open!
[[ open open! Up early due to me having to duck out for a bit first ]]