July 15, 2009: Restore trust in our community


To The Editor:
During gallery hours, with a glimpse of sun and a moment away from paperwork, you’ll find me parked out front, on one of my gallery benches, sipping iced tea and talking on the phone, but primarily soaking up the sun. When a customer turns up the walk, I follow him or her inside, most often leaving my tea and phone behind.
Last Sunday, I did just that, but when the woman left the gallery and saw my phone, she came right back in. “Ma’am, is that your phone outside? Aren’t you afraid someone will steal it?”
“I guess I’ve been living in the country too long. I’m trusting,” I smiled.
“Most of the people on the street aren’t country people,” she told me.
I thanked her and collected my belongings.
If I’m not on the bench and not inside the gallery, I may be upstairs, grabbing a piece of cheese or a handful of berries, or making a sandwich for my husband. No more.
On July 4th, could have been the 5th, someone stole a painting from my gallery. I often leave a piece or two on our reception table. This time it was a 10” x 8” oil painting of a hanging quince by Judith Lamb—a gorgeous piece. I can see it, in my mind, on the table on the 4th and didn’t discover it missing until I took out my Lamb inventory to show a potential collector. It wasn’t in the closet.
When my customer left, I emptied the entire closet. I emptied the landscape closet. I searched the cupboards. I checked my apartment upstairs (as I do love that piece and have tried it in my kitchen several times). I cried.
The value of the painting is $900, nothing to sneeze at. But the value of my now broken trust is so much more. If someone sees the painting, I would love a phone call at 676-4901. If someone can restore my trust, he or she has a friend forever.

Zoe Randall, owner/director
Chace-Randall Gallery, Andes