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Jul 24, 2006 at 01:12 o\clock

Art Space A Dream which became my night mare

P joined me in the initial setup and M became joint Director.

M started to upset clients and volunteers and I had to end her involvement with the organisation.

She was a Trustee and threatened legal
action.


B was voted on to the board as Treasurer. He with M supporting him then went on to discredit me with accusations of my incompetence andspending of funds on big nights out in Wellington.

W resigned as President and I persuaded P to become President so we could have the
numbers to outvote the motion of B and M to remove me from  my position.

 I survived this and M resigned . B also resigned. A his partner and friend of M once a worker for the Art Space walked out saying it would never get going.


D and S joined as Trustees at P request
D made a move to take over my position but failed.


Meantime P fell out with me over matters personal and became distant and would not discuss anything  with me.
Therefore the relationship between Pr and me Director became strained
and unworkable.I then worked with W on everyday matters he being the go
between me and P.


Things with D the landlord and myself became strained as he opposed any idea and scheme that I came up with.

I also became behind in the rent and he demanded a meeting with my board of Trustees.


Well it all built up and yes I cracked after 18 months of tact and scheming
to survive and let D and his chairman know what I thought of them


It was the end . So for the Art Space to survive I offered my head on a
platter with the hope that my board would defend my actions.


P moved quickly offered my position to A who took it without any qualms and I was gone.

The Art Space closed 13 months later April 06


 


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