Last year I got the news that Iowa Wesleyan, the college I was working at part-time, was closing. Wesleyan along with four other rural universities requested funding from the 1.48-billion-dollar Covid relief fund from Governor Reynolds but she refused. Iowa Wesleyan was forced to close. Donors were willing and able to give large amounts of money, but the funding support from the state was crucial for survival. Long story short, I was out of a job, and the real kick in the ass was the fact that Reynolds gave $40 million to Iowa State University.
A good friend of mine who is a retired art teacher had been approached by the Keokuk Art Center to take over for the art director who had been manning the ship for 46 years. She did not want the job and encouraged me to take it. I thought about it and agreed to apply. Lo and behold, I am now ten months into this new job, a job that was supposed to be part time, a job that requires way more hours than a part-time employee can accomplish. A job in many ways I regret taking on.
Since I haven’t even worked here for even a year, I feel like I can’t bail. Everyone is always complimenting me about the great job I am doing. It’s nice to hear, but I’m really wanting to find a replacement. My goal is to find a replacement before the end of the year. I just want to be able to do what I want to do. I’d also like to have the option to travel more, and I cannot relax the way I’d like as my mind is often preoccupied by the next event, class, job waiting to be tackled, etc. Alas switching gears has been difficult for me. I don’t even have a summer anymore.
Today I helped Renee Donley, an artist from Sutter, Illionois, hang her exhibit. I enjoy hanging exhibits because it’s a joy to see the artist’s enthusiasm and excitement. Most artists want to know who has purchased their work and they love to see others enjoying their efforts. Displaying the work can be challenging as I do not necessarily have an eye for visual composition, but I do my best and today I think we ended on a happy note. Renee seemed very pleased and one of the library clerks bought one of her paintings. Yes, success!
let's rest our heels
in a golden field
and breathe
Barb Edler
29 March 2024
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